Bang–lish [1/2] -3 ·
I wanted to talk dirty too. I loved it and Seth’s words had a slew of them forming in my head, but I couldn’t get the breath to say any of them. All I could do was bite my lip and pant like a bitch in heat. The faint smell of musk and sex only seemed to get me hotter, and I couldn’t tell if it was the scent or the sound of him sucking my clit that did me in. I caved and lifted my other hand to his head, trying not to grip his hair too tightly.
I screamed when he pulled away and pushed his tongue inside me. How I had the lung capacity to scream was beyond me because my chest was burning from the lack of oxygen. I could not catch my breath. It wasn’t helping that Ethan would flatten his tongue out inside me then switch to a darting spear.
“Your hand!” It was all I could manage and thankfully Ethan understood. He kept his tongue pushing in and out of me, but lifted his hand, managing to part my lips so that he could rub my clit with his thumb.
My neck arched backward and my mouth dropped open wanting to emit the scream that was threatening to escape, but no sound came out. My stomach and hips rippled, almost
like I was belly dancing against Ethan’s mouth, all the while pulling him closer.
“That’s so fucking hot,” Seth growled and before I knew it, he left Ethan and crawled to
me, swooping down, capturing my lips in a smoldering kiss. My eyes widened and my back arched instinctually, pushing my head up so that I could kiss him deeper.
I darted my tongue out, touching the tip of it to his, only to have him grunt in approval.
His hands came up, cupping my head, and pulling up at the same time so that my breasts
brushed against his chest. Seth was lifting me off the bed, so I slipped up Ethan’s face. I muffled my protests against Seth but stopped when Ethan followed my hips. His hands
slipped under my ass, pulling me tighter into his face as he sucked and thrust at the same
time.
I was suffocating, breathing so heavily I couldn’t see how the kiss had managed to last so long. I had to breathe, so I jerked my head away. He let me pull my lips from his face, but
Seth held me close still. His warm breath came in short staccatos against my cheek as he
watched me, his forehead resting against mine. The swiveling in my hips was frantic in an attempt to orgasm. It was to the point where I couldn’t decide if it was Ethan fucking me with his tongue, or me fucking his tongue.
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Seth, still holding my head in place, forced me to make eye contact with him as he brushed his nose against mine, “Are you close?” he asked, his hot, peppermint tinted breath spreading across my cheek. I captured his deliciously flavored tongue and sucked before pulling away with a quick kiss to his lips, letting out a breathless sigh as an affirmative.
At least, I thought it was close, but it was just out of my grasp. I felt like I was losing my mind and my back started to ache from all the arching it was doing. Eventually, I slipped out of Seth’s clutches, falling against the bed. I noticed, as I was falling, that Ethan had been staring at us, and his eyes followed as I fell.
I could feel my frustration festering. I was so close, but I needed more. “Seth. Touch me,” I said, pulling a hand from Ethan’s head to guide Seth’s hand to one of my breasts.
He didn’t hesitate and when his calloused fingers tweaked my nipple I knew it wouldn’t be much longer. I felt I couldn’t stand it anymore, but then my eyes slammed shut when I felt the wetness of Seth’s tongue as he replaced his teasing fingers with his mouth. One swipe, two, three and time seemed to freeze as the knot that had built in my lower back snapped. I shouted out with surprise, my voice hoarse from a lack of water and air.
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