I want to feel her soft skin against my lips. I want to kiss every inch of her inner thighs. I want to feel her muscles under my hands when I push her legs apart. I want to smell her and rub my mouth along the wet gusset of her underwear. I want to drag my tongue up her cleft, tasting her through this probably expensive silk. And then I want to pull Nadia’s panties aside and smother my nose and mouth in her wetness.

“Holy fuck,” she screams, grabbing at my covers.

I rise from between her legs and watch her shudder through a quick, surprising release. We can do better next time, but I ease off. I lick her taste from my mouth and squeeze her thigh, just letting her know that I’m here.

She’s holding her breasts in surprise as if she needs to feel her own touch to know that it’s real.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“I can’t believe I came that fast,” she pants, looking up at the ceiling.

I squeeze her thigh again. “Baby, I know what I’m doing. And I know how good I look. I take that little mini-orgasm as a standard offering.”

Her eyes fly to mine. “Standard?”

I caress her thigh now. “Darren tried his hardest, but the only reason we got to come together in the nature preserve was because he had his hands in my pants before I could return the favor.”

I’m smiling at her, watching her, pretending not to see her pinching her nipples so I can focus on moving my thumb to her clit.

“Shit,” she cries out.

I use the hand on her thigh to hold her in place. “You need a second, or are you ready to start for real?”

She shudders at those words. “Should I… Should we take some video for Darren?”

“We can,” I say calmly, even though those words make my pussy shiver. “But you don’t always have to. It’s okay for us to have our own thing sometimes, just like Darren and I do, and you two do without me?”

She looks conflicted, and I don’t rush her. But I don’t stop strumming her clit either.

I watch Nadia think deeply about what I’m telling her. She circles her hips desperately, trying to increase the pressure of my finger on her hard bud.

“Are you sure it’s okay?” she asks.

“Oh, honey,” I tell her, lowering myself to the bed. “When you get home tonight, I want you to tell Darren how good I ate you out, okay?” And then I lower my mouth to her pussy.

FINALLY.