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Jeez. Really?
A few moments later, I can sense he’s hovering above me. But I can’t open my eyes. I’m so humiliated.
“Pop, look at me. What’s the matter?”
My hands fly up to cover my face. “I’m so mortified.”
“Why?” His voice drips with concern.
“Why? I’ve been dreaming in vivid detail about what it would be like to spend the night with you, and now it’s over in approximately three and a half seconds.”
Broadie chuckles. “Who said it’s over?”
I push myself up onto my elbows. “I’m not the kind of girl that has multiples.”
A brow lifts as he stares down at me. “Challenge accepted.” Broadie lowers his head back down and starts to devour me. I can count on one hand how many times I’ve received oral sex in my life. And until tonight, none of them memorable. Yet this man is diving in for seconds like I’m his favorite meal. My hands slide into his hair as he continues to bury his face into my core. His tongue is nothing short of magical. That combined with the friction from his five o’clock shadow, and he’s well on his way to proving there’s no task to great for the likes of him. While the build-up feels more gradual this time, it’s no less intense when I feel him slide a finger inside me. And then another.
“Oh god. Please,” I cry out.
Broadie picks up the pace, rhythmically rocking his talented fingers inside and curling them to hit a spot I didn’t know existed. It doesn’t take long before that familiar sensation returns. I can’t believe it. I can’t, I can’t… “Broadie!”
“That’s it. Come on my face.” With that, he swiftly withdraws his fingers and buries his tongue inside me. It only takes a little friction from the flick of his thumb against my clit to make me detonate.
Digging my fingers into his hair, I start to thrash. I’ve never felt anything this intense in my life. As the waves of euphoria start to ease, I realize I’ve probably just made this man bald. Releasing my grip on his hair, he slowly moves over me.
“Is it okay if I carry you to my room? I want you completely naked and in my bed.”
“Yes.” It’s pitiful that is the only word I’m capable of right now. Anything he wants.Yes.
Scooping me up, Broadie lifts me into his arms before carefully walking to the stairs. I leave one arm locked around his neck but drop the other down so I can wrap my hand around his bicep. He’s perfect. Not overly muscular, but tall and ripped. I never got the opportunity when he was holding me in the pool to actually touch his body. I was still in total shock seeing him there. But I’m quite excited for naked time with this Adonis.
His room is gorgeous. I was expecting it to be dark and uber-masculine. Instead, there are warm wood tones to the four-poster bed and dresser, but the fabrics are all in a creamy white. It resembles a high-end luxury hotel. As he drops me onto the edge of the bed, I find my ability to investigate further is quickly thwarted once I see him unbuttoning his shirt.
Scooting further back, I bite down on my lip. I should probably remove my dress the rest of the way, but I’m completely distracted by the show happening in front of me.
“Slide that gorgeous dress off, baby. Lie back on the bed and let me finally see if my dreams are anywhere close to the real thing.”
I blush. He’s already seen all of me, just not the full picture. I stand and lower the top of the dress and shimmy out of it before bending to reach for my shoes.
“Those peek-a-boo heels have been driving me fucking crazy all night. Lie down and let me take them off of you, Pop. I don’t want to miss out on one thing I’ve pictured in my head.”
Knowing he’s fantasized about me… this man has had dirty thoughts about me… well, it’s doing all sorts of things to me right now. I know he’s probably a cad. I’m not stupid. He may not have made dating a priority before, but I’m sure he’s had sex with plenty of women. I don’t know what’s different about me. Yet he hasn’t felt like a player. Every moment with him has felt genuine. So I’m not going to let self-doubt destroy the most amazing sexual night of my life.
Getting situated on his bed, I quickly turn to watch him disrobe the remaining items he’s wearing when I see he’s already moved to the end of the bed. Standing in nothing but black boxer briefs, my mouth waters as he glides his hand up and down the hard length nestled in the tight fabric.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful, Poppy.”
I suddenly feel vulnerable in this state. Lifting my hands, I cover my breasts but attempt to massage them, hoping he won’t think less of me.
“No, no. Those are all for me,” he chastises playfully.
I drop my hands, hopeful he’ll join me so I don’t continue feeling like I’m on display. However, any awkwardness I’m feeling immediately vanishes when he lowers his boxers, and the most incredible cock I’ve ever seen bounces free. He’s not scary big, but longer and thicker than I’ve been with. I can’t look away. It’s perfect. He’s perfect.
His muscular hand warps around the base, and he begins to tug on it, a bead of precum glistening from the smooth mushroom head. I’ve never been one who enjoyed giving blow jobs before, but all I can think about is wrapping my mouth around it.
Without waiting for an invitation, I crawl down to the end of the bed and look up at him. “Please?”
“Oh, fuck. I’m not sure I’m going to last with those puffy red lips around my dick.” He continues to stroke himself, and I’m starting to become more aroused than before he made a meal of me.What sorcery is this?
