Armani’s pov
“You’re so gorgeous, I can’t wait to wreck you tonight.” She whispered, the words sounding like a promise on her lips before she closed the distance between our lips. As our lips moved together, as her tongue hungrily licked into my mouth, and as her grip on my jaw hardened, I knew without question that those words were a promise she meant to keep, and I knew without doubts that I definitely do want to get completely wrecked by her tonight.
After we made our way into the hotel, we barely moved away from the door before she had me caged against the door. The kiss made my entire blood boil with desire, it made everything in my body roar with want and it made a heated tremor glide over my limbs, especially when she bit down on my lip before sucking it into her mouth.
“Fuck.” I whispered when our lips finally parted and she grinned while panting, a hot, crazed look in her eyes as she nodded her head and began to trace my wet lip with her thumb.
“Yeah, fuck indeed.” She leaned forward and licked my bottom lip and then the grin on her face widened.
“You really are something else, cutie.” She whispered and I found myself trembling once again.
A spark of excitement and hunger was flashing through her eyes as her eyes raked over my entire body slowly, eliciting more hunger inside of me. Her eyes locked with mine before she spoke again. “You’re so hot. So hot and gorgeous.” Her face inched towards mine as she spoke and the heat in my body tripled at once.
“Did you know that?” She murmured, fingers moving into the back of my hair. I attempted to speak but nothing came forth. “You’re someone I’d refer to as a pretty boy, cause you’re so handsome and gorgeous, you know?”
Her fingers tugged hard on my hair and a groan slipped past my mouth, prompting her into grinning knowingly as she leaned forward till her mouth was resting against my ear.
“Can I call you pretty boy? My pretty boy?”
I nodded at once without thinking. It felt like I was about to go up in flames from the desire bubbling through every inch of me right now, and the praises which kept rolling off her tongue were getting to me way more than I knew was possible.
The feeling of her tongue sliding over my earlobe made me moan wantonly, and the sound of her giggling right after, made the moan taper off into a groan.
“You’re so perfect, pretty boy. I’m going to have so much with you tonight.” She whispered in a soft voice before pulling away and smiling at me teasingly. The fact that we were on eye level right now is definitely getting to me as well.
Although, I never considered the fun which she planned on having with me tonight being her pushing me a chair and falling to her knees between my legs before proceeding to teasing me so much, I dangled on the edge much more than I could count.
She had started off tame, looking like a sinful wet dream as she flashed me a grin while unbuckling my belt and nosing the shape of my hard cock through my underwear, making everything around me turn hazy almost immediately. The feeling of her tongue gliding over my rigid cock had me cursing and scrambling to grip her hair because a rush of pleasure swam through my entire body from that single moment.
She had tsked disapprovingly before pulling my hands from her hair and placing them on the handles of the chair before speaking. “Keep those hands right there, hm?”
And then she began the torture.
It was hands down the best blow job I’ve ever received. It was nasty, sloppy and very, very hot. I kept gasping with my head thrown back each time my dick hit the back of her throat. During those few, esecruting moments, it was almost impossible to breathe because I had to focus all my attention on keeping my hands on where I was asked to, and to not lift my hips off the couch like she had ordered.
Her lipgloss was completely ruined at this point, but she didn’t seem to mind as she grinned at me knowingly while rising to her feet. My dick was still throbbing and I wanted to orgasm so badly, but obviously, it seems like she had other thoughts now.
I watched as she crooked her index finger at me, motioning me over, a call which I heeded to at once. She tugged me down and kissed me so messily, so much noise pounded in my ears as the sound of the kiss kept echoing around us loudly, filthily. Once the kiss ended, she placed her hand on my shoulder, pushing me down, and I went on my knees at once.
From this position, it felt like she was in much more control than she had been in since we stepped out of the club. She regarded me for a few moments, teeth playing with her lip and I gulped as my eyes traced every inch of the skin of her thighs which the dress didn’t cover. It was obvious that she had some tattoos over one of her thighs, which disappeared underneath the dress. From this position, my eyes couldn’t stop focusing on the flare of her hips and the thickness of her creamy thighs.
I suddenly want the dress off.
I didn’t realize I said the thought aloud until she giggled and traced a finger over my nose and cheek before nodding her head. “Go ahead then.”
My eyes widened a fraction and without dwelling on my next action, I pushed the bottom of her dress up, revealing every inch of her creamy thighs and the rest of her tattoo, which made my mouth run dry. A harsh breath oozed out of my chest as my eyes landed on the lace panties hanging on her hips and clinging to her pussy lips like they were glued together.
“Fuck, you’re so…” I whispered raggedly, not sure of how to word the awe running through my veins right now. She hummed teasingly while giggling. “Yeah, I know, baby.”
One of her legs was on my shoulders the next moment and I scrambled to grip it tightly, almost going crazy with desire on feeling the warmth and softness of her thighs against the left side of my face. This position brought her pussy close to my face, and I wanted to do nothing more than to bury my face between that spot.
The sound of her tsking made me glance up at her, and the sight I met made my dick twitch. She had her tits in her hands, I had no idea when she tugged the dress off her shoulders, but her tits were currently bare, and her fingers were thumbing her nipples, and that made my mouth water at once. The need to taste, the need to suck on those perfect nipples, the desire to cup those pretty tits in my hands and feel its insane softness and fullness, to soothingly lave my tongue over the hard nub after biting it, the urge to…
“You look so perfect on your knees for me right now.” She whispered, pulling me back to the present at once and I swallowed as heat engulfed me once again. One of her hands left her tits to run through my hair, and I wasn’t sure of what I wanted next any longer.
To suck her tits or to eat her out.
She took the choice right out of my hand by tugging hard on my hair and clicking her tongue. “Pull the panties to the side, baby.” She whispered, and the words washed over me as I was told to do as told. Everything was glistening, all pinkish and wet, and I almost went crazy with want as the scent of her clean shaven pussy hit my nose. She saved me by tugging my head forward, by letting me finally have a taste of her, and I went crazy as I tongue her good, drowning in her taste and cries as her legs and voice wobbled, as the grip in my hair tightened, bothetline on pain but I loved every second of it.
When she finally orgasmed, it felt like everything finally fell into places.
The sex was out of this world.
There’s only a word capable of explaining it; Insane.
Although, I never counted on waking up in the morning to an empty bed.