Ride Or Die: II Book 1 Of The Devils Jesters

Two - Luca

As the soft glow of morning light filtered through the curtains, I stirred from my slumber, feeling April's weight resting peacefully on my chest. My fingers instinctively began tracing gentle circles on her back, a soothing gesture to lull her deeper into sleep.

A faint whimper escaped April's lips, prompting me to shush her tenderly, my protective instincts always at the forefront, even in the quiet moments of dawn. Eventually, exhaustion claimed me, pulling me back into the realm of dreams where April's presence was a comforting anchor.

With the sun painting the room in hues of gold, I awoke to find April still nestled against him, her long chestnut hair fanned out like a halo on my tattooed chest. I watched her take a breath, her chest rising a little. She snored ever so lightly with the intake of breath. I enjoyed watching April when she slept. She reminded me of an angel with her chestnut brown hair, smooth skin and gorgeous body.

She was just wearing a tee shirt and panties with the sheet pulled up to her waist. She had an arm resting across my chest and the other by her side. I ran my fingers along the leg that she had draped over mine. I loved the way her skin felt beneath my fingers. Her skin was smooth and silky soft. My fingers roamed up and down her leg.

I watched as April stirred a little as I continued to rub up and down her leg. I was starting to get daring with how far I would move my fingers up her leg. Mid thigh, a little higher, a little higher. My heart started to race. I touched the edge of her panties. They weren't tight fitting along the edges, but were ragged that allowed the leg to move freely. I moved my hand back down her leg toward her knee before moving my hand back to her panties. I held his breath as I moved a finger under the edge of the material.

I felt the slight plumpness of one of her lips. I didn't move my hand away, but decided to move my finger up along the length of April's lip. It was just as smooth as her leg. Moving my finger down letting his hand press move fully against her skin. Slowly I moved my finger a little further in until I felt her slit. April was wet. I didn't know if this was from me touching her or if she had had a very nice dream. I slipped my finger in just enough to get the tip wet with her juices and put it to my mouth to taste her.

I loved the way she tasted. I could feel myself getting aroused. It was the little things that would get me sometimes. Touching her, tasting her, taking my time. I knew it was something that aroused her as well, me taking my time. Letting her enjoy the moments.

I moved my hand back down to her leg and took my time running it back up under her panties and to her pussy. As I ran his finger up her slit again he noticed that her lips had parted a little and her clit was exposed to his finger. I lightly touched it. I ran my finger down her slit getting it wet with her juices and moved it back up to her clit. Slowly I moved it up and down over her clit.

April took a deep breath, I stopped, but she didn't wake. I got my finger wet again and continued moving it up and down and back and forth over her clit. Carefully I moved my hand from under her panties to her leg and lifted it off of mine. Slowly I repositioned myself on the bed. Moving the covers down her body so they only covered part of her legs.

I slid down the bed to where I could get at her pussy. I looked at her as I kissed her inner thigh. Another deep breath but she still didn't wake. I kissed her pussy through her panties. He pressed his tongue to where I knew her clit to be, and was satisfied with the feel of the nub beneath my tongue.

Slowly I moved the material to the side so he could have access to her directly. Her lips were glistening, wet with excitement. I licked her lips, tasting her juices on ny tongue. I knew that she was going to wake up and find me licking her pussy excited me to no end. I spread her lips a little with my fingers and slowly licked up her slit over her clit. I did it again, taking my time, pressing my tongue into her.