Kate moaned as the man between her legs just grazed her throbbing clit with the tip of his tongue. One finger moved gently between her folds as he pulled back and planted loving, light kissings on her inner thighs. His thick stubble made her tingle as he would occasionally nuzzle her clit with his nose while his prickly chin moved up and down her slit. She knew his beard would be drenched in her wetness when he finished toying with her, and she anticipated the pungent scent on his face and the tangy sweetness of her taste when he kissed her soon.
Meanwhile, he’d moved his hands to part her lips as he worked his tongue up and down her opening. At the top, he would pause to tease her clit and swirl his tongue over and around it. One thumb was very lightly teasing her rosebud, heightening her pleasure and pushing her closer to the release she craved.
She’d had other lovers, of course. But none who knew her so well, no one else could play her body like the exquisitely tuned instrument it was, no other soul focused his every effort on pleasing her. That attention to her needs only drove her desire to please him all the more and ensured that the time they were apart would make their next coupling even more intense.