Knox positions his head between my thighs as he lies on his stomach. His gaze meets mine. I thought watching him suck on my nipple was erotic, but this takes the cake. I think I found a kink of mine. I raise my hips more toward his face. “Please, taste me, sir.”
He groans, his hips rock a little against the bed, pressing his erection into it. He keeps eye contact as his tongue sneaks out his mouth and the tip grazes its way up from my entrance to below my clit, teasing me as he pulls off. He hums. “Sweet like the finest peach.”
Another swipe of his tongue, this time with more pressure. I undulate my hips with his next swipe adding more friction to it. My fingers grip at the comforter. “Yes, yes. That feels good. More please.”
He chuckles. “Look at you. You’ve learned your manners quickly, little brat. Perhaps I should give you a reward for your good behavior.”
My mind buzzes with his words. I had no idea I liked this sort of thing but hearing him talk to me like that is such a fucking turn on. I could almost come from it. “Yes, sir. Please. Please. Please.”
His mouth comes down on me, his lips encircle my clit as his tongue presses into the bud of nerves. I don’t blink watching every second as my hips come up and I move them against his mouth. His scruff adds a level of roughness to it that I like. A moan becomes stuck in my throat and heat rises all over my body. My toes curl. I’ve had orgasms before, but none of them have ever come on like this. Slowly and creeping like an ember about to burst into a flame.
The feeling almost scares me as if I’m going to catch fire at any moment. His tongue moves faster against me and his hand comes forward, he tries to press two fingers into me, but my body resists. A squeak comes from my throat, if two fingers feel like a lot, what is his cock going to feel like? A part of me regrets never giving in and buying a dildo for myself instead of the little finger vibrator I started with before getting the wand I have. This would be easier if I got my hymen out of the way first and got my body used to having something inside me.
He pushes one finger in instead and groans as my passage squeezes him. The vibration makes me jump and his finger pumping in and out brings a whole new layer to the experience. The heat grows more until my muscles tense under the strain.
Stars explode in my vision and my head falls back onto the pillow. “Oh, God! Knox!”
He sucks harder.
My body shudders and I squeeze his finger more. I grip at the blanket, tugging at it. This is all too much. My chest heaves. I’ve never had an orgasm on this level.
He keeps sucking, moaning, pumping. He doesn’t stop even with my release. My hips move of their own volition. Strings of curse words leave my mouth, and if there’s anyone else on this floor, I’m certain they can hear me screaming with pleasure. He pulls his finger out, replacing it with his tongue. He continues to groan against my folds.
I fight to catch my breath, I can’t. It feels too good. I can’t stop coming. “Please,” I moan out. “I need to breathe.”
He eases off me, turning his face to kiss each of my inner thighs.
I place an arm over my eyes as I collect myself. I’d hoped he’d be good, but I never imagined he would be that good. I’ve not even been that good at getting myself to orgasm and I have the world’s most powerful vibrating wand.
“I’ve never tasted anyone as sweet as you. You came so hard.”
I lift my hand away to look at him. “I’ve never come that hard.”
His mouth gleams with my juices as his brown eyes stare at me with such heat I’m afraid I might catch on fire again.
In a blink of an eye, he’s back up the bed and over me. His hands hold my face as he kisses me hard and deep, bruising my lips.
He then pulls back and looks at me. “You should’ve told me you’re a virgin. If I hadn’t gone down on you and went straight into fucking, I could’ve hurt you.”
I shiver. He found out my secret. I didn’t even have to tell him. “I didn’t want to scare you off. I didn’t think you would want to be with me. I’m kind of old to be one.”
He cocks his head to the side. “And how old are you?”
I lick my lips and look off to the side. “Almost twenty-two. My birthday is in three months.”
He laughs and I look at him again. Humiliation rolls through me.
His head shakes. “You’re not old, Carissa. Not by a long shot. There are plenty of people older than you who are still virgins, and there’s nothing wrong with that.”
I bring my hand up to grip his shoulder. “You’re not turned off?”
His pelvis grinds against my folds. “If anything, I’m even harder than I have been all night watching you work. The thought of getting to be the first man you’ve ever been with is incredibly hot. However, I don’t have to be. I’m perfectly content with having given you orgasms if you don’t want to take this any further. I can take care of myself. I don’t want you to sleep with me and regret it later.”
I buck my hips against him. “If I didn’t want to be with you, I wouldn’t be here now. There’s something about you. Something I can’t explain. I feel this pull toward you and if I don’t have you now, I’ll be left wanting and wondering what could’ve been. I’m not expecting anything from this. But I do want you. I want you to be my first.”
He hums and with how deep his voice is, it reminds me of a purr. “I feel the same way about you. Like I know you. But I’m certain we’ve never met. Perhaps I’ve seen you around town. My office is on the strip.” He places soft kisses along my neck and shoulders, every so often nipping at areas that will leave marks later on.
I pull back from him. “You’re not a tourist?”
