“Fuck yeah,” he says and then brands me with a searing kiss.
I open my mouth, letting him sink deeper into the kiss. Our movements turn frantic, tangled limbs, pulling of clothes, sheets twisting around us. His hard cock nudges between my legs, and I roll my hips, aching for it.
“Let me go down on you first,” Ethan says with a groan.
I roll my hips again, seeking friction.
“Please, baby.”
I’ve never had a man beg to go down on me. Who am I to deny him?
I give a slight nod and smile. “If you must.”
He tosses a smug smirk at me, and a rush of hot air flows over my body. As his lips travel their way down and his hands work at lifting my dress that’s bunched at my waist, the building heat spreads across my skin, leaving me flushed. His rough palms pry my knees apart and his eyes stare directly between my legs.
“Such a pretty pussy.” He uses his index finger to swipe at the seam, swirling my arousal around and causing my hips to buck. “I love how wet you get for me.” His finger gently brushes over my clit, and I moan, tossing my head to the side.
My eyes shut as the overwhelming feeling of his touch courses through me. His hot breath blows over the sensitive skin, and the intense need for him almost feels unbearable.
“Ethan,” I cry. “Please.”
“Eyes on me, baby,” he says with his head between my thighs.
I shift my head forward to meet his darkened hazel stare.
“Watch me make you come.”
I watch him extend his tongue and bury it inside my pussy, swirling and lapping and sucking relentlessly. Two fingers slide in and out of me while his thumb circles my clit. Within seconds, I’m a mess of raspy exhales and desperate moans, only further encouraging every flick of his tongue and brush of his fingers.
Soon my thighs are shaking as my back bows off the bed. My vision goes hazy, the edges turning blinding white as an orgasm tears through me. Ethan continues using his tongue to draw it out as the ripples of pleasure pulse through me.
As I’m coming back to my senses, Ethan moves to hover over me, the last of his clothes now gone and his lips coated in a shiny sheen.
“Your mouth can’t be real. I have no idea how you make me come so fast.”
He shoots me a crooked grin, and I fight an eye roll, knowing the comment has gone straight to his head.
“Maybe my mouth was made for your pussy.” He licks his lips and then presses them to mine.
I kiss him back, hungrily, sweeping my tongue around his.
“See how good you taste, baby? How sweet your pussy is.”
Something about getting to experience this side of Ethan drives me absolutely wild. No one would ever suspect he has such a dirty mouth in bed. It’s been the best, unexpected surprise, and it makes me completely desperate for him in a way I’ve never felt before. So desperate that I need him inside me more than I need my next breath. I reach for his cock and give ita firm pump as I rub my thumb over the bead of pre-cum at his tip before I guide him to my entrance.
Ethan rocks his hips forward and is inside of me, filling me to the hilt. We still for a moment, relishing in the feeling of being completely connected.
“Like I said, best fucking night of my life.”
Ethan smashes his lips against mine, feverishly kissing me as he fucks me rough and deep and fast. The familiar build of heat starts to unfurl in my core, and my hips move up to meet his thrusts.
“Give me another one. I want to feel your pussy choke my cock as you come.”
He drops his hand between us, as his fingers draw quick circles over my clit, and it’s just what I need to fall over the edge, coming again. Except this time my cries of ecstasy mingle with Ethan’s grunts as he comes along with me, filling me with thick, warm liquid.
“Holy shit,” Ethan pants.
We stay a mess, wrapped in each other’s bodies. He stays inside of me even though he’s no longer hard, and I revel in the comfort of his weight blanketing me.
