We Could Just Have Sex Tonight Nikita Mirzani 3

Nikita Mirzani lay on the bed, helpless, letting him slowly circle each nipple with his tongue, drawing her closer and closer to losing her mind. Then, he started sinking lower, his mouth teasing, tickling down her stomach until she was trembling under his lips.

She felt his long fingers tracing over her pubic hair, running aimlessly about, avoiding what she really wanted him to do. The lightest pressure of his fingers made her heat up inside, liquefying under his touch. She moved her hips in circles, enjoying the barest of touches.

But, she wanted more. She pulled him up so I could look at him, and he was smiling like a very happy boy. “Xandery, please stop teasing me. I need you.”

“Sorry, but it’s been a long time since I’ve gotten to do this. You’ll give me a little latitude, won’t you?”

He was half on top of her, kissing her deep on the mouth. His fingers danced over her taut nipple, barely grazing over it. His hand seemed so big gripping her hip, pulling her close. Her hands cradled his face as she tried to hold on to the moment for as long as she could.

She ran her finger over his mouth, and he caught it between his lips, sucking it into his mouth. Her stomach rolled over, and a new wash of heat ran through her. His face dropped from her hands, and he kissed down her neck.

Every inch of her skin caught on fire, each little kiss, lick starting a new blaze. She clawed at his hair, urging him forward, pushing him further down her body.

But, again, Xander would not be rushed. His mouth again latched on to my nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth, flicking it over and over with his tongue. Arching her back, Nikita Mirzani tried to get more. All she could think was that she needed more. More of anything that Xander wanted to give to her.

The heat of his mouth was joined by his slow, tracing fingers moving up her thigh. She could feel the gentle tremble of her leg under his touch every time he got nearer to her pussy. He seemed to be purposefully avoiding her most sensitive skin, teasing her with little touches everywhere else.

He pushed her legs apart, and she felt his fingers moving closer and closer to her cunt. Moans were escaping her throat, his mouth moving back and forth over her nipples, teasing one and then the other until she was ready to scream.

“Xander, I can’t take much more of this.”

“Just a little bit longer, I promise.”

His mouth covered mine, stopping any more words from getting out. His finger had finally found my slick heat, and my hard clit was sliding under his soft touch. The small circles teased my clit until I found my hips moving along, trying to get Xander to go faster. But, he kept going at the maddeningly slow pace, his eyes watching my face.

“God, you are so beautiful when you are excited, do you know that?”

She could only manage to shake her head no, as no words were possible at that moment. His words were tearing at her brain, making her chest flush with renewed heat. His finger slipped down past her clit and entered her, opening her pussy up for the first time. The flat of his palm grazed her clit, with each slide in and out.

“Open your eyes. Please, Nikita Mirzani, open your eyes.”

She could barely stand it, but she did. His green eyes shone back at her, intense and sparkling.

“Xander, please, I need you.”

He kissed her, hard and probing, all his energy filling her. Without missing a beat, his face dropped down, sweeping kisses over her quivering hips, down to her open thighs. She felt his breath between her legs, his fingers caressing her lips, sweeping over her.

He was just looking at her, taking her in while she was writhing, waiting for his mouth to touch her. She felt the tip of his tongue gently touch her clit, and she felt like her mind was going to come apart. His gentle sweeping strokes covered her pussy, teasing her until she was shaking and clawing at the sheets.

The long fingers that she had fallen in love with so long ago were finally touching her, spreading her open, filling her tight pussy, pleasing her. The sensation was so intense, she didn’t know if she could handle much more.

He kept slowly teasing her, tasting her, urging her desire forward, pushing her closer to the edge. His fingertip swirled the smallest circles over my clit. She gasped at his masterful touch, the pressure just enough to thrill her but not enough to make her come. His finger slid inside her, her walls gripping him, pulling him deeper into her.

“God, I’ve missed you like this, Nikita Mirzani. So much.”

He stopped talking and went back to using all his weapons against her. She had taken as much as she could, and she wanted to give him something in return. She grabbed at him, pulling him up her body until they were again face to face. His kiss tasted like her, his lips hot with her wet pussy. It was amazing.

“Me too, Xander. Me too.” She rolled him on to his back and straddled him quickly.

She ran her hands over his chest, feeling every inch of tight muscle and the light smattering of hair that covered his chest. She ran her thumbs over his tight little nipples, smirking at the hitch it caused in his breath.

She leaned down and kissed his chest, smelling him, tasting him with her tongue. Licking tiny flicks over his nipple, she grabbed it lightly with her teeth, and he put a hand to her head. She went about torturing his nipples a little longer, letting his moans make her even hotter.

His flat stomach beckoned her, and she let her self slide down his body. Kissing his navel, she felt his hard cock resting right between her tits. She let it drag over her soft skin, feeling it pulse and shake at the contact. It jerked forward, trying to get her attention.