Chapter 209
**Tom**
Sara's fingers fumbled with the last button of my shirt before finally managing to yank it open. Her hands slid over my bare chest, nails scraping lightly against my skin and sending shivers down my spine. "I hate how much I want you right now," she muttered between kisses.
"Feeling's mutual," I replied, my voice rough with desire. My hands found the hem of her dress and began inching it upward, exposing more of her smooth thighs.
She broke the kiss just long enough to pull the dress over her head and toss it aside. The sight of her sitting there in nothing but a lacy bra and panties nearly undid me right then and there.
"Like what you see?" she asked with a teasing lilt as she arched an eyebrow.
"Always," I growled, pulling her back into another hungry kiss.
Her hands were everywhere—tangling in my hair, running down my back, teasing at the waistband of my pants. She rocked against me, creating delicious friction that had me on edge.
I couldn't take it anymore. I needed more—I needed to feel all of her against me. My hands found the clasp of her bra and made quick work of it, letting it fall away to reveal her perfect breasts. I cupped them in my hands, thumbs brushing over her nipples and drawing a gasp from her lips.
"Fuck," she breathed out as I lowered my head to take one nipple into my mouth.
I teased it with my tongue before moving to give the other equal attention. Her hands gripped my shoulders tightly as she ground against me harder.
"Tom," she gasped out when I bit down lightly on one nipple before soothing it with a flick of my tongue.
Her breath hitched as I moved to the other, giving it the same attention. "Fuck," she moaned, arching her back and pressing herself closer.
"You like that?"
"Do it again," she demanded, eyes dark with desire.
"Bossy tonight, aren't we?" I teased before biting down gently on her other nipple. She shivered and let out a low moan, her nails digging into my shoulders.
She pulled back slightly, her eyes locking onto mine. "You like it rough?"
"Always."
"Good," she breathed out. "Because so do I."
I captured her lips in another searing kiss while my hand slipped down between us, finding the waistband of her panties. I slid my fingers inside, feeling the heat and wetness waiting for me.
"You're soaked," I murmured against her mouth.
"Shut up and do something about it," she growled, grinding herself against my hand.
Who was I to argue? I slid one finger inside her, feeling her clench around me. She let out a shuddering breath and rocked her hips forward, fucking herself on my hand.
I added another finger, stretching her and driving her wild. She moved against me with abandon, moaning into my mouth as our tongues tangled in a messy kiss.
"Fuck," she gasped out when I curled my fingers inside her just right.
"You like that?" I asked, nipping at her lower lip.
"Don't stop," she begged, rolling her hips in time with my thrusts.
I curled my fingers inside her, hitting that spot that made her gasp. "You like that?" I murmured, nipping at her lower lip.
"Yes," she moaned, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she rocked against my hand.
"You're so wet," I said, my thumb brushing over her clit. She shuddered and bucked against me.
"More," she demanded. "Please."
I obliged, slipping another finger inside her and pumping them in and out. Her hips moved in rhythm with my thrusts, the wet sounds of our combined arousal filling the room.
But I wasn't about to let her off that easy. Just when I felt her walls start to tighten around my fingers, I pulled back. Her eyes flew open in protest.
"What the hell?" she panted.
I grinned, savoring the look of frustration on her face. "Patience."
"I swear to god if you don't—"
I cut her off with a kiss, silencing her protests. Then I flipped her around so she was on all fours on the couch. She looked back at me over her shoulder, eyes blazing with lust and impatience.
"You better make this good," she growled.
"Oh, I will," I promised, kneeling behind her. My hands gripped her ass cheeks, spreading them apart to expose her dripping pussy.
Without warning, I buried my face between her legs and licked a long stripe from her clit to her asshole. She cried out, hips jerking forward in surprise.
"Tom!" she gasped.
I didn't give her time to recover. My tongue delved into her folds, tasting the slickness there before moving up to circle around her clit. She trembled beneath me, every muscle in her body taut with anticipation.
I alternated between sucking on her clit and plunging my tongue inside her, driving her wild with need. Her moans grew louder, more desperate with each passing second.
"Fuck," she panted. "Don't stop."
But stopping was exactly what I intended to do—at least for a moment. Just when she seemed on the brink of release again, I pulled back and gave a teasing nip to one of those round-ass cheeks.
She groaned exasperated, and looked back at me with fire in her eyes. "Are you trying to kill me?"
"Nope," I said with a smirk. "Just making sure you remember who's in control."
She huffed but didn't argue as I slid two fingers back inside her dripping cunt while my thumb found its way to tease the rim of her asshole.
"Fuck," she breathed out as I began pumping my fingers in and out of both holes simultaneously.
I watched her back arch, her breath hitching in her throat. The sight of her losing control was intoxicating. My fingers moved faster, feeling her clench around me. She tried to rock back against me, but I held her hips firm, setting the pace.
"Tom, please," she moaned.
"Please what?" I teased, slowing my movements just enough to drive her crazy.
"Don't tease me," she panted. "I need you inside me."
I grinned, withdrawing my fingers and earning a frustrated groan from her.
She shot me a dirty look over her shoulder, but I licked my lips and smirked.
"You're enjoying this way too much," she muttered.
"Damn right, I am," I said, my voice thick with lust. "Now, be a good girl and spread those cheeks for me."
She bit her lower lip, eyes narrowing in defiance, but she did as I asked, spreading herself wide open for me. I couldn't resist the sight in front of me. I dove in, my tongue flicking out to tease her clit.
Her breath hitched, and she let out a needy whimper. "Tom..."
"Relax," I murmured against her skin. "I'm just getting started."
With that, I used my tongue to circle her clit, then dipped down to taste her dripping pussy. She tasted like heaven, and I groaned, my own arousal growing with each passing second. My tongue slid inside her, drawing a shuddering moan from her lips.
"Sara, you're so fucking wet," I muttered before lapping at her juices, savoring the taste.
"More," she pleaded, her hips rocking back against my face.
I obliged, my tongue plunging deeper, exploring every inch of her slick heat. She trembled with every stroke, her moans growing louder and more desperate. I pulled back for a moment, watching her quivering with need, then blew a cool breath over her wet folds, making her gasp.
"You like that?" I asked, grinning.
"Shit, yes," she panted.
"Good." I lowered my mouth to her again, this time focusing on her clit while sliding two fingers back inside her. I pumped them in and out, feeling her tighten around me.
She bucked against my hand, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "Tom, oh god, don't stop."
"Not planning to," I said, my voice muffled by her pussy.