Free Society Girls: Waverly by Crystal Perkins Page B

against his chest. Sliding a hand up, he cups one of my breasts in his hand, and rubs his thumb over the hard peak.
    “I wanted to play with these so badly this afternoon, but you were worn out, so I had to let you sleep.”
    “I seem to have gotten a second wind.”
    “Is that an invitation to a play date, Miss Stein?”
    “Why yes, yes it is, Mr. Edwards.”
    He kisses me sweetly while he rolls me under him. His hands are kneading and pinching me as we both moan. After a few minutes, he moves his mouth down, taking a nipple in his mouth. He sucks and bites my breast as I writhe under them. When he’s satisfied that one is well tended to, he switches to the other, giving it the same attention as the first. I could almost come from how good it feels, and I tell him so.
    “I’m so close, Knox.”
    He lifts his head to look at me. “What do you need? Tell me, and I’ll do it. Anything.”
    I know what I want. I may not have done things, but I know about things—and not just from what I had a watch as a girl. I’ve heard the Society women talking to each other when they’re getting patched up, and they say things when we’ve hung out together. They’ve talked about things that sounded good to me, and I want to try one so bad.
    “Can you fuck my breasts?” I ask, rushing the words out so fast they probably run together.
    He blinks, and blinks again. Swallows hard, and closes his eyes. When he opens them again, they are blazing with more fire than I’ve ever seen in anyone’s eyes before. I almost shrink back because they’re so intense, but then he smiles.
    “I can, I will, I want.”
    I can’t help but laugh. “I’m going to take those answers as a yes.”
    “Yes. Yes, please,” he tells me with a nod.
    “I want to lick and suck, too, if that’s okay,” I add, remembering that as well.
    “There is a God. I always knew it, but now there’s no doubt.”

    K nox
    I almost came on the spot when Waverly asked me to fuck her tits. She asked . Like I would say no. Like any living, breathing hetero male would say no. Hell, with her tits, a few gay guys might go for it, too. None of them can have her, though. She’s all mine. At least for now.
    I kiss her again, this time with an urgency she matches. While our mouths are still fused together, I put my hand under her pillow and pull her down the bed with me. Placing her hands on the sides of her tits, I lift up to look down at her.
    “Are you ready?”
    “Yes,” she says, squirming under me to let me know she’s as turned on as I am.
    I move up, and brace myself on my hands above her head. When I slide my cock in the valley between her soft and luscious tits, she pushes them together until I’m fitting snuggly in between them. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before, and I’ve fucked tits a few times in my life. But this, with her, it’s different. I force myself to stop thinking about why that is, and just do what my body demands.
    As I move back and forth the first time, she flicks out her tongue to lick my tip. It’s good, but not enough. I’m going to have to be a little rough, but since it’s her mouth, and not her pussy, I’m not feeling too much guilt about asking for it.
    “Suck me, Wave. I need you to suck me.”
    She does it as I thrust up, taking the top of me into her mouth and sucking. It’s still not enough.
    “Harder. Suck it harder.”
    On the next thrust, she captures a few inches of me, and pulls me in tight. I keep thrusting as she sucks me hard, just like I asked. I can’t move as much as before, but her mouth is Heaven, and her tits are cradling me tight, so it’s not going to take me much longer to lose myself.
    “That’s it, babe. Feels so good. Your mouth and tits were made for me. I know your pussy’s going to make me lose my mind, but that’s what you want, isn’t it? You want to own my cock. Guess what? It’s already yours. Take it like you want. Like I want.”
    She’s moving under me, but since her hands