Lucky meets his new owner.
The feel of being close to him was ten times better than she had ever imagined and she wanted to make sure she remembered every moment of it.
His hands stroked her arms and shoulders, sending shivers of delight coursing through her.
"Are you cold?" Trey asked.
"No" Layla replied breathily.
"I didn't think so" he said as he chuckled softly to himself.
Layla stilled at his words. Is it possible he knew how she felt about him or even that he was attracted to her also? It was then that she felt something hard pressing into the small of her back.
"Is...is that your gun?" she asked
"Baby that is definitely not my gun you feel. Care to find out?"
Layla was too stunned for words. His revelation left her totally speechless.
"What? Are you afraid little girl?"
"N...n...no" Layla finally responded, not sure what to say or do.
"Then relax and let me take care of everything. I work well in small spaces" he replied as his lips touch the sensitive skin of her neck.
Layla was immediately on fire from the contact of his lips and tongue as they played over her tender flesh. All the while his fingers began stroking the skin of her chest moving slowly father down until he cupped her breasts in his hands.
He began gently sucking on her neck as his fingers found her erect nipples through the material of her dress. The contact made Layla groan and she parted her legs giving him full access to her quivering body, wanting to feel his fingers, lips and tongue everywhere.
With one hand Trey captured her head and turned her to look at him as he captured her mouth in a kiss. Their lips met and the kiss started soft and sweet, tasting each other, exploring ever so slowly. Then Trey took his tongue and traced Layla's lips before entering her mouth with one long stroke. The longer they kissed the more passionate it became.
"Little girl, you taste divine" Trey said after he broke the kiss. His hands roamed he body as he continued to speak in hushed tones into her ear. He told her how hot and sexy she was, how he had often thought about her, had much he had fantasized about being with her, being inside her, fucking her.
His fingers found their way under her dress and into her panties as his other hand continued to fondle her breasts, working on the closure of her bra. Trey got it unhooked and was able to push the v neck of the dress low enough, exposing her tits.
Layla's body was aflame from the attentions of his talented hands. His fingers playing with her wet pussy were almost more than she could take and she could feel her orgasm building.
"Stand up and turn around little girl" Trey said.
Not wanting to disappoint, Layla immediately obeyed.
"Take off your dress and bra" he commanded and Layla complied.
Trey pulled her in closer and buried his nose in the v of her thighs, inhaling her scent. He hooked his fingers in her underwear and pulled them down her legs and tossed them aside.
"And what do we have here...are you wet baby girl? Are you wet for me?" he said as his fingers traced the outline of her pussy.
"Yes, I am...I'm a dirty little girl." She gasped as she felt his tongue flick across her clit.
His tongue was magical. The long slow strokes, sometimes so soft she could barely feel them. It was as if he was eating the best dessert in the world and wanted it to last forever. Layla loved being licked and the fact that it was Trey licking her made it even better, more than she could ever have imagined.
"Fuck baby, you taste so good" he said, inhaling her sweet perfume.
Trey's fingers found the entrance to her wet pussy and slowly pushed their way inside as his tongue continued its tender assault. The combination of fingers and tongue was incredible. It wasn't long before her orgasm threatened to overtake her, and when it hit; the sheer force of it brought Layla to her knees.
Her body quaking from the intensity of her climax, she landed one knee on either side of Trey's lap.