An excerpt from a short and smutty story, [‘Banging my Barista](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1377525)’, part of my *Slice of Life Erotica* series.
Enjoy.
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I stared at Derren as he took in my naked image, my breasts bared to him. He inhaled sharply.
“God, Mable. You’re perfect.”
Before I could respond, he’d taken one of my nipples and slid it into his mouth, sucking and stroking it with his tongue. I shuddered. My thighs crossed and hot tingles spread down my body. *I’m so horny for him.*
The unreleased passion from last night’s dream came back in full force, pulsing through my body and vagina like a flickering fire looking to be quenched. I stifled a moan as Derren swirled his tongue around my nipple, gently tugging at it with his teeth, and I pressed my face against the top of his head. I could smell his shampoo; something sweet like vanilla and apple.
Suddenly his hands were on my waist and my thighs, tugging at my waistband.
“I’m sorry,” He quickly straightened, pulling his hands away. I could see his chest heaving with each breath. “I’m moving too fast.”
*Is he?*
I thought of my dream last night and realized that I didn’t care if this was too fast.
I wanted him.
And I wanted him badly.
I grabbed the waistband of my leggings and tugged them down my thighs, squirming on the counter. Derren’s eyes flickered with lust. He helped me tug them over my knees.
There. My totally un-sexy striped, green panties were there for him to see. But he didn’t seem to care what they looked like. In an instant, he was there, gently pushing my thighs apart and inserting his hand in between them. I clenched my jaw as a tremor of pleasure moved like a wave through my pussy. His fingers knew what they were doing, and they pressed on all the right spots over the cloth.
“Derren…” I gasped. Oh, god.
“Wow… You’re so wet.” Derren smirked up at me and fell to a squat in front of the counter, eye-level with my inner thighs. My heart leapt into my throat.
*Wait, what’s he going to—*
I didn’t have long to wonder. Derren immediately pressed his face against my panties and stuck his tongue against the fabric, wetting the material through entirely. I shuddered and clutched at anything I could hold onto on the counter, the sudden pleasure making me shake.
Ripples of heat moved through my pussy as he licked and licked, stroking my lips through my panties as he soaked them. His tongue was a master, applying pressure over my clitoris and sliding between my lips like only an expert could do. When the panties were thoroughly soaked, he pressed his lips against them and sucked through the fabric.
“Ahh!” I cried out and arched my back. Derren grabbed my thighs with his hands and worked his magic through my wettened underwear. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced, or even imagined experiencing. My pussy throbbed with pleasure, the sharpness of his suction rough and gradual at the same time. Derren ate me out through my underwear vigorously and hungrily, his animal behavior both surprising and thrilling me.
*I… I can’t believe he’s doing this. It feels so fucking good.* I leaned my head back and moaned, supporting myself on my elbows.
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