KYLE GETS TO PLAY (MATURE)

"It's time for me to play." Kyle grinned as he looked down at me. "I think I am going to enjoy this." His eyes, the deep orange red color, seemed to flash to a bright yellow for just a moment as he playfully licked his lips.

He dipped his head then, setting his tongue against my neck and left shoulder. He then started licking a slow, gentle line from near my hair as he moved down toward my chest.

Soon, Kyle seemed to reach my left breast. With a groan of pleasure he swirled his tongue over the peak one time before closing his mouth around the pink, rosy flesh. I felt his teeth scrape, his tongue flick, and his mouth draw with a suckling motion all within the span of a minute. And already it had me panting and dripping.

Damn, it's been too long since I had this.

When he had suckled on my left breast until the peak was hard, swollen, and tipped with a darkening hickey, he switched his mouth to my other mound. He repeated his actions there, suckling and licking and scraping his teeth. Oh the feel of it, every draw of his mouth, it was like a jolt of electricity straight to my core.

"Kyle." I called his name, uncertain if I was asking him to keep going or to move on to something else.

"Hmm, don't worry Jacy, I will give you what you want." He made shushing noises then as he pulled his head back. "I will give you exactly what it is you want sweetheart."

What exactly did I want from him? I was having a hard time thinking about that right now, but I didn't want him to stop. I was only going to have this for one night. One night of sensations, of feelings, of pleasure. After this I would never see him again so I needed to make the best of it all while I still could.

Kyle pulled his head away from my right breast then, a sigh of satisfaction escaping him as he settled his mouth at my ribs . He kissed and sucked his way lower and lower. His tongue made one swirling loop of my belly button before he continued to move lower again. He lapped at my hips, then the curve and narrowing of my core and he still continued to go lower and lower.

When he pulled back enough to blow a stream of cold air on my heated core I couldn't help but moan and squirm.

"The cream is practically pouring out of you now Jacy." He was purring as he looked at my dripping center. "I think I am a little hungry." He chuckled as he dipped his head again.

When his tongue settled on my curve, lapping slowly up the line of my most intimate of places I nearly screamed, but I caught myself and settled on a high pitched squeal.

"Mmmm." He hummed with his mouth still pressed against me. "I think I like that sound." He chuckled as he pulled away for just a moment. "Can you make it for me again?"

I didn't answer him though, I just whined as my body wept for him to return to me.

"Let's see if I can get it out of you again." He laughed once more before he put his tongue back to my heated, throbbing, dripping core.

He licked slowly, one long draw up until his tongue reached that bundle of nerves at the top of my slit. He wrapped his tongue around that bundle and sucked hard for a quick moment. I couldn't help it, I screamed then.

"AH! NGH! K-KYLE!?" I didn't know if I was asking something there or not, I was too focused on his mouth.

I had been right earlier, his tongue really was masterful, and he was going to use it to drive me insane.

He stopped laughing then, and he seemed to stop playing around altogether. He lapped quickly and with precision. He was exploring my folds and tasting the most intimate parts of my being. And all the while he was driving me up a mountain, quickly approaching a peak that would soon give way, sending me into oblivion.

I was panting and moaning, trying to buck my hips. But he wouldn't let me move. He had his hands planted on my waist, holding me in place, keeping me right where he wanted me while he slowly drove me insane. That's fine though, it's exactly what I wanted him to do.

My whole body was tightening and spasming now. I was close to screaming as I plunged into the oblivion of the release. I just needed a little more, a little longer. He was working me up so perfectly that I didn't doubt he would soon give me that sensation I was looking for.

Then, without warning, he seemed to release my left hand as he brought his right hand down between my thighs. He swirled his middle finger around my opening once, teasing it for just a moment. Then, like he was granting my dying wish he plunged that finger into my heated, needy core. With one twist of that finger, the scraping of his knuckle on my inner walls, I flew apart beneath him.

The orgasm hit me like an explosion. Like a bomb had just been detonated in my body and my brain at the same time. It was pure joy, pure ecstasy.