His hand finds mine again as I follow him into his house, and he wastes no time walking straight up the stairs and into the bedroom. I place my clutch down on his dresser, stepping out of my heels. He isn’t far behind me, and I feel him the moment I place my right foot on the carpet. His hands caress down my arms, rough against soft, as I stay turned away from him, feeling his breath in my hair. My pulse begins to thrum in my neck as he takes all of my hair over one shoulder. He presses his lips along the line of my neck and I tilt my head to give him the access we both want him to have.
Oh God. I close my eyes and feel him. Everywhere. Even though he’s barely touching me, I feel him all over my body. The junction where my thighs meet is pulsating and my nipples are so hard they might just rip right through my dress. Jesus, this is intense. His lips work up my neck to my ear and he licks it before biting it. I shiver and he does it again. Who would have thought I’d like a little biting? He turns me in his arms, latching his mouth onto mine.
His tongue sweeps into my mouth and I groan, gripping his head to hold him to me. His hair is soft against my palms and I run my fingers along the base of his hair line. I feel his desire for me pressing into my stomach, and it isn’t a small desire. Thank you, Jesus. He moans into my mouth and sucks on my tongue, his hands roaming all over my back. Firmly planting them on my ass, he dips and lifts me off the ground in one quick motion.
My legs instinctively wrap around his waist as he carries me over to the bed, dropping me in the middle of it. I run my tongue along my bottom lip, tasting his mouth on mine. I’m ready. So ready. If he doesn’t touch me again soon, I might just resort to begging.
He’d probably like that.
“Christ, you’re so sexy. Look at you.” He stares down at me, eyes blazing as I stretch out on the bed beneath him. “You’ve no idea how close I was to pulling over on the side of the road and taking you right there.”
That would’ve been fun. Sex in a truck? A really bad ass looking truck? I’ll have to put that on my to-do list.
“Maybe next time,” I reply, but I know there won’t be a next time. Not with this guy anyway. I’ll probably never see him and I have to be okay with that.
My eyes enlarge as he pulls his T-shirt off with one hand. Oh wow. His bare chest is a sight to behold. Wide with a bit of dark hair in the middle, He’s all man and I don’t feel a bit ashamed about the staring I’m doing. He should be on billboards all over the city. He’s muscular, every cut of him visible from my angle. His right shoulder is completely covered in tattoos, stretching down to his elbow. And trust me when I say that tattoos have never looked this good. Six, no eight pack, maybe? The V. That freaking glorious V that leads to what I really want that’s hiding beneath his pants. He undoes his belt and his jeans fall to the floor, leaving a very impressive erection pressing against his boxers. My mouth waters instantly.
I want to eat him up.
He drops to his knees at the foot of the bed and I lean up on my elbows to see him better. I’m about to ask him what he’s doing when my feet are grabbed and I’m pulled toward him. And now I’m very aware of what he plans on doing. I yelp and hear a small sound of amusement as my legs are dropped over his shoulders. “I need to taste this pussy.” His hands hike my dress up to reveal my lacy panties. My favorite pair actually. I felt losing my virginity warranted something besides my go-to boy shorts. “You wanna come on my lips, baby?”
Hell fucking yes I do. Would anyone in their right mind say no to that? “Uh huh,” is all I can give him at the moment. My brain is having difficulty forming a complete thought as I anticipate his mouth on me there.
He groans, deep and guttural, sliding his hand up my thigh until I feel his fingers running up and down the length of the lace. I’m shaking, fisting the sheets already and he’s barely touching me. “So wet and hot.” He presses his face between my thighs and inhales, his moan vibrating against my body. “Damn, you smell good. I bet you taste even better though.”
My panties are removed and that first lick nearly rockets me off the bed.
“Holy shit. That’s… oh wow.”
My thighs clamp his head so tightly, I’m surprised he’s managing to move his head at all. But he manages, and he’s eating me like this is all we’re going to do tonight. Like this is the only way he’ll get to experience my body. I can’t take my eyes off him while he does it and given the predatory look in his eyes right now, I’m not sure he’ll let me look away if I tried. He’s all over me, alternating his movements so I don’t get used to anything. And he seems to be enjoying it as much as I am, going at it with such gusto and humming against me. The vibration moves through my entire body, pulsing, pulsing, until I’m so close I can’t see straight. This is what oral sex is supposed to feel like. Raw. Uninhibited. Thank God I left my shyness at the door because he’s exploring every inch of my pussy. I’m tempted to lock him between my legs and never let him up for air. He’s incredible at this and I know without a doubt that given the chance, I would’ve never experienced anything even remotely close to this. This man. Holy fuck. This man right here knows exactly what he’s doing. I don’t want to come so quickly, but there’s no way I can slow down my body’s reaction to him. I arch my back off the bed, groaning loudly as my orgasm barrels through me like a shock wave. He licks my length once, and then again, making sure to soak up every last drop of what he’s earned.
“You’re fucking beautiful when you come.” He plants gentle kisses between my legs, his eyes glued to mine. “I need to see that again.” He kneels in between my legs, dropping his hand to the spot that he’s just worked like the world was about to end. I whimper as he teases me with one finger, slipping it inside as he keeps his eyes on me. “When you get yourself off, do you just focus on your clit or do you fuck your pussy like this?”
Hottest. Question. Ever.
I swallow loudly as he slips in another finger, loosening me, priming me for his cock. “Just my clit. I don’t think I can come from,” I gasp, “from that.”
Holy mother of God.
His eyes sparkle with mischief. “Challenge accepted.” He grabs my knee with his free hand and begins fingering me, ignoring my clit completely. I’d protest if it didn’t feel unfuckingbelievable. I feel him curl them up inside me, as if he’s beckoning me to come closer, to come all together. He’s rubbing some glorious spot that I never knew even existed. “What are you… oh my God, I’ve never, is that… are you?” I’m panting and arching into his magical touch. If I begin speaking in tongues, I won’t be surprised in the least.
“It’s your G-spot, angel. I’ll make you come in ways you never thought possible.” He presses up into that spot while his other hand pushes down on the front of my pelvis. I’m not sure if he feels the change that’s happening to me or if he sees it. But he knows exactly when it happens. “That’s it. Give me another. I fucking need it,” he growls and I obey, giving him exactly what he demands of me. I lock eyes with him as my orgasm rips through my body, shredding me into post climatic pieces.
“Holy shit. Come up here.” I reach for him, seeing him stand and slip his boxers off as he sucks on the fingers that were just inside me. My eyes wander lower, lower, until I focus in on what might possibly split me in two. He’s bigger than I thought. Way bigger. “Oh my God,” I blurt out, causing him to glance over at me with a puzzled expression. We both laugh together and I cover my face embarrassingly. “Sorry. That was a good Oh my God.”
“Christ, I hope so.” He slips on a condom and moves between my legs. “Let’s see if you have anything for me to oh my God at underneath this dress.” His hands grip the hem of my dress and I sit up, granting him access. “I’m betting you’re about to blow my fucking mind.”