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I doubled my efforts, watching him throw back his head and feeling him grasp my hair tighter while his thighs quivered.
“If you don’t want me coming down your throat, I need you to stop.”
As if I’d deny myself the taste of him. In an effort to show him I wasn’t about to halt my efforts, I pulled him deeper, gripping his ass with both hands now. The first taste that hit my tongue was salty, but his moan had me anxious for every drop, especially since I now knew how much it turned him on.
After swallowing it down, I was shocked when he hauled me to my feet and kissed me deeply. After he pulled back, I had to ask. “I thought guys didn’t kiss after, you know.”
“I’m not sure about other men, but in this moment there isn’t anything keeping me away from your lips.”
How do you not grin when a man kisses you after a blow job because he can’t help himself?
“Like that answer, do you?” He kissed down my neck, his hand making its way between my legs.
“Mm, it would be no fun to be dirty all alone.”
He leaned back and chuckled. “You have no idea what you’ve just started. Get up onto your knees, gorgeous, in the center of the bed and show me that ass.”
I moved quickly to do as I was told, my heart slamming in my chest with pure adrenaline. I refused to spare an insecure thought. My backside wasn’t something I’d ever been self-conscious about. Besides, I was too unbelievably turned on to feel anxious.
I felt his weight on the bed and smelled his distinct scent of soap with aftershave. Then he touched me again. Feather light, he skimmed the exposed skin above my thigh-high stockings before one of his hands dove under my dress. There he found me wet and bare for him.
“I like to think you’ve been this way for me since you saw me in the restaurant. This pretty pussy waiting for me while we were eating dinner and then at the club.”
“Yes,” I whispered, unashamed in my desire for him.
He growled while flipping up my dress, exposing my entire backside to him.
To make it easier, I put my head down into the pillow and turned so I could still see him over my shoulder.
“This vision right here is what I’ve been thinking of all night. I wanted to throw you over my shoulder and bring you back here the minute I saw you in this dress.”
I giggled at the thought. “That would’ve made quite the statement for our friends.”
He inched one of his fingers inside of me slowly, as though he had all the time in the world. The gesture completely shut off any anxiety I might’ve felt about him seeing me in the light.
“You’re so wet, but tight at the same time. Tell me how much you want me here, deep inside of you.”
“I do. I want you to fuck me hard. Don’t hold anything back.” I could hardly believe the words had escaped my mouth.
“Jesus,” he hissed, reaching for the nightstand and a condom.
I could see him frantically tearing the wrapper and putting it onto his hardened length. He’d definitely recovered from the first round.
Wasting no time once he had the condom on, he plunged into me on one stroke.
I gasped at the instant fullness.
“Shit. Are you okay? Please tell me I didn’t hurt you.” He was holding completely still.
“You didn’t. Only took me by surprise. But in a good way.” I inched forward and slammed back.
This time it was his turn to expel a harsh breath. His fingers gripped my hips before he began to move, holding nothing back in his thrusts.
I gritted my teeth, feeling on edge, and took my own hand to rub my clit, anxious for my orgasm.
“That’s it. Play with yourself while I pound into you.”
The sound of skin slapping filled the room along with our harsh breathing. Suddenly, he pulled out.
