The Pleasure was Mine

Again
'let me taste you again'
Roughly, tugging pulling at the fullness of my hips, large callous working man's hands.
'Stop running from me'
Savage.
Greedy.
Retreating, drawing up my knees.
O, shit, I do want it.
I do want you to tongue fuck my pussy.
I want it so, but... But...but...ooooooh shit!
'You like it baby girl?'
I do. You know I do, but the peek
The peek
The peek...
Moaning, sounds of suckling
Pushing away, keeping my pleasure at bay.
Deeper. Deeper. Further. Further. Lifting my hips taking all I'm giving you, my nectuar, my essence.
No more talking. No more running.
The climb. The height. My treasure, does your tongue seek?
You find.
It was yours...always for the get.
Damn.
And the pleasure was all mine.