Chapter 234
**Sara**
My hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as if that were possible. His mouth moved against mine with a kind of deliberate laziness that drove me absolutely wild.
Suddenly, he broke the kiss and stood up, effortlessly lifting me. I gasped, clutching at his shoulders for balance. "What are you doing?" I managed to ask between breathless giggles.
"Just getting us more comfortable," he replied with a wicked grin. He carried me over to the couch and set me down gently, positioning me so my legs were spread wide.
The cool air hit my pussy, making me shiver with anticipation. Tom knelt between my legs, his eyes dark and hungry as he looked up at me. "You have no idea how much I've wanted to do this," he murmured before lowering his head.
The first touch of his tongue against my clit was electric, sending a jolt of pleasure straight through me. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips as he licked a slow, teasing circle around my clit. His hands gripped my thighs, holding me open for his exploration.
"Fuck, Tom," I breathed out, fingers digging into the couch cushions for support.
His tongue worked magic, alternating between gentle flicks and firm licks that had me writhing on the couch. Each stroke sent waves of pleasure crashing through me, building higher and higher until I thought I might explode.
He didn't stop there. Oh no, Tom was nothing if not thorough. He licked every inch of my pussy, tasting and teasing with a skill that left me breathless. His tongue darted inside me briefly before returning to my clit, driving me wild with need.
I couldn't keep still under his relentless assault. My hips bucked up against his mouth, seeking more of that incredible sensation. "God, Tom... don't stop," I begged, feeling myself hurtling toward the edge.
He didn't disappoint. If anything, he doubled down on his efforts, licking and sucking with a fervor that left me gasping for air. The pressure built higher and higher until finally...
I shattered. My orgasm ripped through me like a tidal wave, leaving me trembling and breathless on the couch. Tom didn't stop until I was completely spent, every last aftershock wrung from my body by his talented tongue.
When I finally returned to myself, he looked up at me with a smug grin. "Enjoy yourself?" he asked innocently.
"You're an asshole," I managed to gasp out between ragged breaths.
"Is that so?" He arched an eyebrow before sliding two fingers inside me without warning.
I yelped at the sudden intrusion but quickly melted into the sensation as he slowly moved them in and out. His fingers curled just right to hit that sweet spot inside me with every thrust.
"Oh fuck..." I moaned helplessly as he worked his magic yet again.
"That's more like it," Tom said with a smirk before leaning down to suck on one of my nipples while continuing to finger-fuck me senseless.
I couldn't think straight; all coherent thought had flown out the window as pleasure consumed me once more. His fingers moved faster now, pumping in and out with increasing speed while his thumb found my clit again for good measure.
It didn't take long before another orgasm was building deep within me - hotter and fiercer than the last one. "Tom... I'm gonna..."
"Come for me," he whispered against my breast before biting down gently on my nipple.
That did it; I came hard around his fingers, screaming his name as waves of ecstasy crashed over me again and again until I thought I'd pass out from sheer bliss.
When it was finally over this time - when I'd finally caught my breath enough to form words - all I could say was: "You are dangerous."
He grinned up at me wickedly from between my legs before giving one final lick just because he could (the bastard). "Dangerous? Or just very good?"
"Both."
Tom's wicked grin broadened as he slid his fingers out of me, giving my pussy one last teasing stroke. "Dangerously good, huh?"
"Don't let it go to your head," I managed to pant, still reeling from the waves of pleasure he'd just wrung out of me. "It's big enough already."
He chuckled, a deep, satisfied sound that vibrated through my bones. "You sure about that?" He trailed a finger along my thigh. "Because I'm thinking there's still more room for improvement."
I rolled my eyes but couldn't suppress the shiver that ran through me at his touch. "Cocky bastard."
"Only because you bring it out in me," he replied, eyes twinkling with mischief. His fingers brushed my clit again, and I nearly jumped out of my skin.
"Jesus, Tom! Give a girl a minute to recover!"
He laughed and stood up, his naked form glorious in the dim light. "Oh, I'll give you more than a minute." He leaned down, scooped me up, and carried me towards the bedroom like a superhero.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, trying to ignore the way his cock pressed against my stomach. "What are you planning now?"
"You'll see." His voice was low and full of promise.
Once we reached the bedroom, he set me down on the bed with a gentleness that belied the fire in his eyes. He stood there momentarily, looking at me - as if memorizing every inch of my body.
I propped myself up on my elbows, feeling exposed and exhilarated under his gaze. "Are you going to stare all night or do something about it?"
"Oh, I plan to do something about it," he said, voice rough with desire.
With that, he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs again. His hands roamed over my thighs, spreading them wide as he settled himself comfortably.
I could feel his breath on my pussy, making me squirm with anticipation. "Tom..."
"Shh," he murmured before lowering his head.
The first touch of his tongue against my clit sent shockwaves through me. He licked slowly at first - long, lazy strokes that made me moan and arch off the bed.
"Fuck..." I gasped as he picked up the pace.
His hands gripped my thighs tighter as he licked and sucked on my clit with increasing intensity. Each flick of his tongue sent jolts of pleasure through me - building higher and higher until I thought I might explode again.
But then he did something different - something unexpected that made me cry out in surprise and delight. He slid two fingers inside me while still licking at my clit - curling them just right to hit that sweet spot inside.
I bucked my hips, an instinctual reaction to the overwhelming sensations he was creating. "Oh fuck, Tom!"
"That's it," he murmured against my pussy. "Ride my fingers."
His tongue continued its relentless assault on my clit, licking and sucking in time with the thrusts of his fingers. It was too much, too good, and I couldn't hold back the wave of pleasure that was building inside me.
"I'm gonna come," I warned, gasping for breath.
"Do it," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "Come all over my fingers, Sara."
And that was all it took. I cried out as the orgasm crashed over me, my body shaking and convulsing with the force of it. Tom didn't stop, riding me through the waves of pleasure until I was a trembling mess beneath him.
"Holy shit," I breathed out once I could speak again. "That was..."
"Incredible?" He grinned up at me, his face slick with my juices. "Amazing?"
"Insane," I corrected, still struggling to catch my breath. "You're insane."
"Glad you liked it." He gave my pussy one final lick before climbing up to lie beside me. "But we're not done yet."
I opened my mouth to reply, but he didn't give me a chance. His lips crashed down on mine, hungry and demanding, and I tasted myself on his tongue.
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