Chapter 190
**Sara**
Tom's lips crashed onto mine, his kiss deep and hungry. My moan was swallowed by his mouth as his fingers continued their relentless assault between my legs. He added another finger, stretching me deliciously, drawing a sharp gasp from my throat.
His hand worked wonders, alternating between deep thrusts and teasing circles on my clit. It wasn't long before my body was trembling under his touch, riding a wave of pleasure that built steadily with each pass of his fingers.
"Fuck, Tom," I groaned into his mouth, my hips grinding against his hand.
"Now, who's the one playing with words?"
My retort was lost amidst another wave of pleasure. I could barely think, let alone respond. His fingers were magic, and I was spellbound.
Without warning, he withdrew his hand and flipped me onto my back. "What are you—"
"Shh." He silenced me with a finger pressed to my lips before trailing down my body. "I've got plans for you."
He nestled between my thighs, his fingers slipping back inside me almost immediately. His tongue joined the party, flicking over my clit with skilled precision.
"Shit," I breathed, arching my back. The sensation was almost too much, a delightful torment that had me writhing on the bed.
"Fuck, that's good." His fingers curled inside me, finding that perfect spot again. "More, please," I begged, grabbing a fistful of his hair and pulling him closer.
Tom didn't need any further encouragement. His tongue pressed harder, circling my clit faster and driving me closer to the edge. Each flick, each thrust of his fingers sent sparks of pleasure shooting through me. I could feel the build, the sweet tension in my core tightening with every second.
Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, he withdrew his fingers from my pussy and gave my clit a final, torturous lick. Then, he spun us around expertly, putting me on top with him lying beneath. His gaze that met mine was molten with desire.
"Let's mix things up a bit," he said with a wicked grin.
He nudged my thigh, guiding me to straddle his face while positioning his hips near my head. It took me a moment to realize what he wanted.
We shifted into a perfect 69, his cock bobbing just inches from my lips. I wasted no time, wrapping my hand around his shaft and giving it a firm stroke before taking the head into my mouth.
"Fuck, Sara," he groaned against my pussy. I could feel the vibrations of his voice against my swollen clit, making me moan around his length.
His tongue delved back into my folds with renewed intensity, laving my pussy and even venturing to tease my asshole. Each flick, each swirl of his tongue, sent jolts of pleasure through me. The noises coming from between my legs were downright obscene, and I loved every second of it.
I bobbed my head up and down his cock, reveling in the feel of him filling my mouth. I ran my tongue along the underside, tracing the vein that pulsed there before circling the tip again. I could hear him struggling to focus as I took him deeper, the mix of pleasure on both ends turning into a delicious cocktail of sensations.
"You taste so fucking good," he murmured into my cunt, his words sending another wave of heat pooling between my thighs.
I released his cock with a wet 'pop', a string of saliva connecting my lips to the swollen tip. "You talk too much, Tom," I said before diving back in.
I took him even deeper this time, relaxing my throat and taking him down all the way until my nose brushed against the soft skin at the base of his cock. His reaction was gratifying—a muffled curse was lost against my pussy as his hips bucked up slightly.
Not to be outdone, his hand returned to my clit, rubbing and flicking with brutal precision while his tongue teased both entrances. It was a symphony of sensations—I was on the brink, teetering on that exquisite edge.
He pulled back just enough to speak, his voice rough with need. "I want you to come for me, Sara. Come on, my fucking face."
His words, fingers, and tongue were all too much. The climax hit me like a tidal wave, crashing over me with blinding intensity. My body tensed, every muscle tightening as pleasure consumed me from the inside out. I cried out, the sound muffled against his cock as I came hard, my pussy spasming around his relentless tongue.
Tom didn't stop, drawing out my orgasm with deft fingers, his tongue still working me over. Stars danced behind my closed eyelids as I rode the peak, shuddering and quivering in his arms.
As my body relaxed, I turned my attention back to him. I was determined to return the favor. I took his cock back into my mouth, sucking harder, deeper. I hollowed my cheeks and let him slide in and out, humming around him to add that extra sensation.
His hands gripped my hips, holding me steady beneath him. I felt him tense, his hips thrusting upward slightly as I took him as deep as I could manage. His groans grew louder, deeper, vibrating through me.
"Fuck, you're incredible," he moaned, his voice strained.
I felt his cock twitch inside my mouth. He was close, on the edge. I could tell. I wanted to take him over, to taste him as he came undone.
With one final, powerful thrust, he spilled into my mouth. I swallowed every drop, savoring his salty-sweet taste. His hands tightened on my hips, holding me in place as he rode out his climax.
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