Chapter 11

Tobias It’s been a long time since I brought pleasure to a woman with zero intention of also pleasuring myself.

I’m only interested in making Hannah feel food. Quite surprisingly, I’m also rock-hard.

“Lean back and relax,” I tell her as I stroke my hands over the inside of her thighs. I then grab her legs, holding her still. “Spread your legs, and let me touch you.”

Hannah looks at me with insecure eyes but does as told. She leans back in a silent invitation for me to touch her.

I’m forced to bite back a groan. My wife is already wet as I brush my lips over her delicate mound. So sweet. So ready. Her musk is incredible and fills my senses as I bury myself between her legs.

I’m hungry for more than her scent and lap at her wetness. Hannah makes a little gasping sound in response, her thighs twitching in my grasp, but she does not pull away.

Hannah must like having me sucking and nipping at her pussy. I love it too. The color between her thighs. is gorgeous, and I decide this pinking brown is my new favorite color.

“Oh… it tickles…” Hannah moans and holds her arm over her eyes as I continue to work it.

My cock slaps against my lower abs seeing Hannah squirm in the bed already. I’m so turned on and add more pressure to my tongue, delving deeper into the cleft of her virgin cunt.

I can’t get enough.

I run my nose through her damp folds. I don’t care about getting her juices all over my stubble and face..

Not at all. I’m so entranced with her scent and her beautiful pussy.

She is gorgeous, and at this moment, mine, only mine.

I lick, suck, swallow, and Hannah squeals, wriggling against me until I have to harden my grip on her legs. My tongue dips out further, tasting her salty and sweet musk. I groan. I’m starving for her and bury my face into her cunt.

Hannah thrust against me, yelping as I tongue her. “Oh! Tobias… oh god, Tobias! Tobias…”

Satisfaction ripples through me. I love that Hannah is using my name. Its perfection. It motivates me to make her come on my hot, wet tongue. I want her release on my mouth so badly.

So I lap at her cunt, desperate for more of Hannah’s cries and her incredible taste. She writhes under my mouth, whimpering when I run the digit of my thumb over her clit.

“Tobias… Tobias…” It’s as if my name is the only thing on Hannah’s mind, filling me with dark pride.

I need to bring her to the best orgasm of her life.

Hannah’s pleasure is everything.

I rub her clit faster with my thumb, and her hips buck against my mouth. It’s so sexy. How come I didn’t do this yesterday? I should be doing this every night. I’m a fool for not having pleasured her until now.

This is better than anything.

“My clit…” Hannah whimpers. “It’s so sensitive…”

Her words make me lick my way up, replacing my thumb with my tongue on her sensitive little bulb. And Hannah’s reaction is immediate. She jerks and wraps her legs around my face, squeezing and moaning as I ravish her sensitive little clit.

I could do this all day. I lap at her clit, and then suck on it, using plenty of spit to make it wet and slippery.

Hannah moans when I press my tongue against it, flicking it fast while my fingers play with her entrance.

Slowly, I slide my fingers into her, and Hannah cries louder.

“Tobias,” she is panting and shuddering on the bed. Flushed and naked and so fucking perfect. “I think I’m going to… I think I will… it feels so… oh god…”

I want to tell her to let it happen, but she needs to figure that out on her own, so I continue to taste her, lick her, and pleasure her.

Hannah’s sounds grow louder, and her hand goes to my head, pressing me against her clit. I grind my tongue against it until her hips quiver and tremble as she shudders against me.

She is close, so fucking close.

I suck harder, teasing and nipping until Hannah jolts under me. Her toes curl, and she is forced to lay back down and grip the sheets, crying as I move my head to rub her clit even faster.

It doesn’t take long until Hannah stiffens against me, gasping hard, before she convulses. “Oh-my-

god…”

I smirk, but I intend on licking her dry and prolonging her orgasm for as long as possible. I keep licking even though she weakly attempts to push me away, and then I feel it, her orgasm rippling through her.

Her legs on my shoulders no longer grip my face, and she shakes and whimpers. A choking sound leaves her lips, and then her cunt floods with her release, slippery, hot, and wet.

groan and lap at her wet pussy as she gasps for air. “My wife,” I whisper in a husky tone, dragging my tongue over her flesh to enjoy every bit of her taste. “My beautiful wife.”

Hannah sucks in a shuddering breath, moaning in a whimpery voice as I lick her clean. Her legs twitch.

and twitch as I continue to tongue her until she violently shakes on the bedsheets.

“It’s happening again…”

Satisfaction washes over me as another wave of pleasure unleashes within Hannah as she thrusts herself against my mouth. I love how she isn’t afraid of using me now.

Sexy girl.

I lick her some more but eventually stop when Hannah seems utterly drained. Her legs seem exhausted, and I carefully place her legs back on the mattress to look at her flushed face.

“That was…” Hannah exhales heavily. “Almost too good… so sensitive…”

I kiss the inside of her thigh. “I’m glad you liked it.”

She looks up at me with a crease between her eyebrows. “Shit… but what about you? This was utterly selfish of me. We should-”

“No,” I interrupt. I’m still harder than a rock, but I will live. There is plenty of time to fuck Hannah another time, and I kiss her again. “Tonight was about your pleasure, not mine.”

“But you were on your way to…” her voice goes quiet, and she looks incredibly unhappy, close to crying even. “I’m the worst sex companion ever… I took advantage…”

I snort at that. “Trust me, you did not take advantage,” I meet Hannah’s eyes with a smirk. “I was in control the entire time-if I hadn’t wanted to make you come, Hannah, I wouldn’t have licked your beautiful pussy for so long. But I did. And guess what?”

“What?” She asks in a hesitant, silent whisper.

My smirk grows wicked. “I loved every moment of it.”

Her cheeks redden, and I kiss her inner thighs before nodding at the heap of pillows behind her. “You should get under the covers and get some rest.”

“Yeah… I’m… I’m rather tired,” she smiles weakly.

I say nothing and climb out of bed.

Hannah watches me with wide eyes. Why does she look so afraid? I have no clue why her face looks so unhappy, and I silently move the blankets out of the way on my side of the king-sized bed.

I don’t crawl underneath the cover, though. Instead, I walk to Hannah’s side and slip my hands underneath her before picking her up into my arms. She stares at me in shock, and I lift an eyebrow as I carry her to the other side of the bed.

“What?”

“N-nothing…” her eyes look dazed, and her body is sweaty and just as exhausted as I hoped. I must have blown her mind, which is great. I want her to start craving me-no one else.

“I want to do this again soon,” I say as I tuck her into bed. “I would love to bury my face between your thighs again, but…” I breathe a laugh. “You seem exhausted.”

Her lips tilt by the corners. “That was my first…”

“Your first?”

“Orgasm.”

Oh.

“How was it?”

She giggles tiredly. “Amazing.”

“Good,” I offer her a smile. “I’m going to shower.” So I can take care of myself and my own problem.

Hannah doesn’t argue and closes her eyes. “Okay…”

I stroke her hair, and then I leave, fully intent on taking care of my own cock that is covered in pre-cum.

Hannah’s little cries of pleasure turned me on like nothing ever has, and I urgently enter the bathroom.

Soon the water is sluicing off my shoulders as I pump into my hand.

“Hannah… Hannah…”

Fuck, even her name sounds sexy on my tongue.

It doesn’t take long for me to come. Not at all. I imagine Hannah’s innocent face as I thrust my cock hard.

into her sexy cunt, and blast all over my abs before the water takes away my release.

I’m all shaky after I have finished, panting even. I have to lean against the tiled wall and just breathe in and out, in and out, for many minutes before I’ve calmed down.

How come that woman turns me on so badly?

It’s humiliating…

I shouldn’t like her, and I tell myself I don’t. This is just attraction, and it doesn’t mean shit.

I turn off the water and towel myself dry. Hannah is already asleep when I slide underneath the covers.

Great, then she can’t have heard my moment of weakness.

My eyes close but open seconds later when I feel Hannah curling up against me in her sleep. She grips my bicep, and her arms wrap around mine in a way that makes me feel like a live teddy bear.

I don’t do romance, but oddly enough, I don’t wish to disturb her. So I let her hold on to me. Hannah presses her small, ice-cold body against mine, and I shall allow it. I can fall asleep like this.

“I will let you hug me only because you’re cold,” I pull the blanket higher over the both of us and smile.

Good night, Pixie Spaz…”