Breakfast Seduction II
Pierce hadn’t even made contact with her lady parts, and already Arianna felt like she was flooding. “Will you let me get a little taste of the exclusive package?” he asked, rubbing and squeezing her soft velvety thighs. It was barely more than a whisper, but he heard her vocalize her consent.
“Lay back,” he instructed. The whipped cream was long forgotten; all Pierce wanted was a taste of the breathtaking young woman in front of him. He gently spread her legs and marveled at the sight of her little pussy. Pierce instantly felt sorry for Arianna because she would be in pain after their first time together. He ran two fingers up and down her lips, gently pinching her clit between his fingers when he reached the top. She was clean-shaven, most likely waxed if she took advantage of her employee perks. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on, and it only took him 50 years to see it.
Arianna squirmed underneath Pierce. She was nervous because she didn’t know what he was thinking and also because this was the first time a non-professional had this close of a look at her vagina. Jesse offered to go down on her quite a few times, but she turned him down each time. She felt that was too intimate of an act for best friends, especially if she didn’t see herself having a relationship with him. Out of nowhere, she felt it. She felt Pierce’s warm tongue swirl around her clit, and she instantly tried to clamp her legs closed from the sudden and unexpected sensation.
“Ari, relax. I haven’t even done anything yet,” Pierce soothingly said, trying to get her to loosen up. He asked if she wanted him to stop when she hadn't released him.
“No!” Arianna cried out.
Pierce smirked and was relieved when she slowly allowed her legs fall to the side again.
Arianna propped herself on one elbow once more, and her hand found itself buried in Pierce’s hair again once he began to meticulously love her pussy with his tongue. She squirmed so much that if Pierce wasn’t pinning her down to the bar, she would’ve indeed slipped off and landed on the floor.
“Oh, shit, Pierce. Just like that,” Arianna moaned, egging him to continue. He sucked her lips into his mouth and playfully bit them before returning his attention to her clit. His tongue rapidly flicked, and Arianna damn near forgot how to breathe when he slipped a lone finger inside her.
Pierce wasn’t surprised at how tight Arianna was and was immensely turned on that he was the first man to ever taste and delight her in this way. She was fucking sweet, and he couldn’t find anything to compare her to for the life of him. Indescribable is what she was.
Arianna clenched around Pierce’s finger, and she felt her lower abdomen tighten in anticipation of a release. His tongue and finger's simultaneous actions were too much for her to handle. Her legs shook, and she desperately attempted to prolong the experience, but it felt too damn good. This was the exact skillset Arianna was looking for, and she mentally patted herself on the back for waiting.
Arianna finally stopped holding back when she felt Pierce’s tongue replace his finger. She screamed her release. It was so good that she was slapping the bar top with one hand, wanting to cry uncle and for him to keep going at the same time. She ground against Pierce’s face, trying to ride out the rest of her orgasm. She silently fell back on the counter and released him. She was speechless. Not only from the soreness she felt in her throat from the yelling but from the mind-blowing orgasm that she just had. It was almost too much. Almost.
Pierce stood up, wrapped a hand around Arianna’s neck, and pulled her up. His tongue found hers, and the next thing they knew, her legs were wrapped around his waist, and he was jogging upstairs for round two.
After having just one delicious taste of her, he could admit he was officially addicted to Arianna Rose Carter. He wasted no time carting her upstairs and pleasured her twice more with his mouth and fingers. Naturally, she wanted to return the favor, but he insisted that he was only concerned with her pleasure. He wanted to be her first in everything, but there was no rush.
This girl can snore. Pierce instantly regretted inviting Arianna into his bed. He didn’t know if it was the amazing oral he delivered or if this was the norm for her.
Pierce knew he would eventually find a flaw in her “little miss perfect” act, but he hadn’t suspected this in his wildest of imagination. Arianna snored like a freight train, and if this weren’t a one-off, then she would have her own designated room when she spent the night. He wanted a nap, too; unfortunately, she wouldn’t allow that to happen.
Pierce gently rolled Arianna onto her stomach, and to his utter amazement, the snoring ceased. He watched Arianna while she slept. Her little naked body was swaddled in his Egyptian cotton sheets, and he was tempted to sneak a peek. She was the first person besides Pierce to be in this bed. He had given Stella all the furniture in the house when they divorced because he didn’t want it. He didn’t want to continue to sleep in the same bed that he shared with a cheater, and if Pierce didn’t love his house so damn much, he would’ve put it on the market.
After having just one delicious taste of her, he could admit he was officially addicted to Arianna Rose Carter. He wasted no time carting her upstairs and pleasured her twice more with his mouth and fingers. Naturally, she wanted to return the favor, but he insisted that he was only concerned with her pleasure. He wanted to be her first in everything, but there was no rush.
This girl can snore. Pierce instantly regretted inviting Arianna into his bed. He didn’t know if it was the amazing oral he delivered or if this was the norm for her.
Pierce knew he would eventually find a flaw in her “little miss perfect” act, but he hadn’t suspected this in his wildest of imagination. Arianna snored like a freight train, and if this weren’t a one-off, then she would have her own designated room when she spent the night. He wanted a nap, too; unfortunately, she wouldn’t allow that to happen.
Pierce gently rolled Arianna onto her stomach, and to his utter amazement, the snoring ceased. He watched Arianna while she slept. Her little naked body was swaddled in his Egyptian cotton sheets, and he was tempted to sneak a peek. She was the first person besides Pierce to be in this bed. He had given Stella all the furniture in the house when they divorced because he didn’t want it. He didn’t want to continue to sleep in the same bed that he shared with a cheater, and if Pierce didn’t love his house so damn much, he would’ve put it on the market.
Arianna woke a couple of hours later and felt as if she had slept for days. She had never experienced a sleep that deep before and had Pierce to thank. Of course, she didn’t have anybody to compare him to, but if someone told her that they could do better, she would have difficulty believing them. It was terrific, and she didn’t think it could get any better than that. The best part of her experience was how he took his time. He was so meticulous, and she loved how he lazily slurped her juices and sucked on her lips, releasing them with a popping sound.
Arianna shivered, recalling how Pierce worked her cat. She was eager to return the favor, but he turned her down, and she wondered if her lack of experience turned him off.
“I have to tell you something,” Pierce said from underneath her.