Donna wakes up to a throbbing need inside her core. She doesn't remember having a wet dream, but for some reason, she's incredibly horny, completely out of nowhere. The noticeable wetness between her legs is clear proof of that, and the need to be filled and to satisfy her lust becomes all-consuming.
Squeezing her thighs together, Donna tries to release some of the pressure and direct her thoughts elsewhere, but the only thing she can manage to think of is hot scenes of recent sex she's had with Harvey, his naked body handling hers just so, always giving her exactly what she needs, making her feel boneless and so damn good for hours and days on end.
She knew for a long time that if they'd ever take the plunge for real, her sex life would be taken to a whole new level, the other time just a small taste of how good they actually were together. But now that her wildest dreams had come true, she is moving in spheres she had never even dared to dream of.
However, apparently, this is still not enough. Maybe she could blame it on the alcohol she had when they were out with friends last night, as being tipsy has always made her a little more needy than usual. And she definitely had a few too many drinks last night.
But they had already taken full advantage of this, spending half the night completely lost in each other, proving once again what a perfect match they were in all aspects.
And yet, the arousal is making Donna restless and desperate once again. She probably just has to accept the fact that her craving for Harvey will forever be insatiable. Not that he would mind in the slightest.
Sensing that he is still sound asleep beside her minutes later, lying on his back, one arm safely draped around her, she snuggles a little closer into his embrace, careful not to wake him, but also not really able to calm her thoughts down.
Eventually, she starts drawing lazy patterns on his chest and placing featherlight kisses along his throat. She fights the urge to wake him this early on a Sunday morning, given that the night had been pretty short so far, but she wants him too bad as not to act on it.
A low growl rises from Harvey's throat as he slowly wakes up from her touches, automatically tightening the grip around her waist.
"Harvey?" she whispers sweetly in his ear.
"Mhm," he hums in response, fighting to reach full consciousness.
"I'm horny."
Immediately Harvey's eyes snap open and he turns his head, throwing her a devilish smirk. He looks tired, but his eyes darken as if on cue when they meet hers.
"Did you have a wet dream?" he teases, trying to suppress a yawn.
"No. I'm just … really horny."
Harvey snickers and props himself on one elbow. "Wanna sit on my face?" he asks, sending a tingle directly to Donna's clit, eliciting a low moan.
"Hell yes," she all but shouts and he giggles again, motioning for her to move.
Luckily, they both fell asleep naked after their last round of lovemaking and therefore Donna already straddles his face without any barriers between them. Once she's positioned herself, she searches his gaze once more in order to make sure that he is all in and fully awake.
Harvey just pats her ass invitingly to make her move up a little further, running his hands over the smooth skin of her thighs. Holding her in place with his large palms, he starts running his tongue around the edges of her mound, collecting the juices that have been gathering there.
He moans softly as her taste floods his mouth, her arousal moistening his cheeks and chin. Positioning his tongue at her entrance, he slowly slides it through her folds until he makes the first proper contact with her pulsating clit, causing her to jerk above him.
Donna moans and groans recurringly as Harvey keeps lapping, circling her hips on his face, moving her pussy to create more friction, fucking herself on his mouth.
Harvey repeats his motions several times until her high-pitched cries turn into a constant wail, spurring him on to continue. He licks and sucks and fucks her thoroughly with his tongue, eventually pulling her cheeks apart to lick a trail from her perineum all the way back to her clit where he eagerly sucks on the sensitive bundle of nerves, causing her to grunt in pleasure.
"Fuck, Harvey, just like that," she pants, gripping the headboard of their bed with one hand in order to grind herself harder against his face, as her other hand grasps his hair. The tug on his hair causes Harvey to groan louder against her pussy, moving one hand between her legs, easily slipping two fingers into her tight, wet core.
Never letting go of her clit with his mouth, he brushes his fingers against her front wall over and over again, increasing the pace until Donna's cries get louder and she eventually explodes in a loud and intense orgasm, her thighs spasming around his head, her grip on his hair tightening.
Harvey just smirks against her wetness and holds her body firmly in place, continuing to lick until she pulls back insistently to escape the overstimulation.
Gazing up at her with hooded eyes he senses how his whole face is soaked with her juices and his tongue sneaks out to catch as much of it as he can.
The move earns him a satisfied grin from Donna, who turns to look over her shoulder and gaze at his groin with a spark in her eyes. Eating her out did of course not leave Harvey unaffected, his boner twitching with anticipation as she makes an effort to move.
He grabs it, his large palm pumping up and down his full length a few times before he helps Donna sink down. Her pussy, dripping from her orgasm and his saliva, swallows him with ease, eliciting a sigh from the both of them.
As soon as she starts to ride him at an ambitious pace, it doesn't take long for the both of them to come.
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