“Fuck,” he growled and kissed me harder and deeper while his hands flew to my clothes, shredding them until I was laid out on the counter, naked and throbbing while he watched. “Sela, holy fuck.”
Pride swelled at his naked appreciation. “See something you like?”
“Hell yes,” he growled as his fingers danced up and down my thighs before he gripped my knees. “I like this.” He traced one finger along my slit before pressing against my clit. “I like how you’re so wet and swollen for me. Tell me what you want.”
“You,” I answered on a gasp when one finger sank into my pussy.
He groaned. “Look at how well she sucks on my finger. My cock is so jealous right now.”
I shivered at his dirty talk, but I couldn’t look away. “He’s invited to the party,” I assured him, just in case there was any doubt.
Brock moved slowly, gripping my knees and spreading my legs wide. “Later. But for now, my mouth is watering for something else.” His breath hit me first, and then his tongue.
My hips bucked up at the first touch, but he held me down and ate me out like I was his last meal. There was something about the low growls he let out while he devoured me and the inability to move that lit a fire inside of me, because I came faster than I ever had in my life. “Brock, oh fuck!” He licked me until my body was on fire again.
“You taste so good. I could do that for hours.”
I laughed. “I’d let you,” I promised and sat up with a smile. “But right now, I’m kind of in the mood for something else.”
He reached for his belt buckle, and within seconds, his cock sprang free, long and hard and thick. It was a beautiful dick, and my mouth watered at the sight of him. My pussy clenched when he stroked himself. “See something you like?”
“Oh yeah,” I moaned. I reached out for him and wrapped my hand around him, stroking him just because I could.
“Sela,” he grunted and licked his lips as I lined our bodies up.
“Yes!” My head fell back, and my whole body lit up as he slid slowly into my body. He was thick and long, stretching me out deliciously until he was balls deep inside of me. “Brock.”
“So tight. So hot.” His words were pushed out of clenched jaws, which was totally hot.
“Brock,” I shouted again and hooked one hand around the back of his neck, matching him stroke for stroke. It was good, wickedly so, and I couldn’t stop. He pumped into me, hard anddeep, fast enough to feel even better than the boy toys in my nightstand drawer. “Oh… fuck.”
His gaze was focused on my face for every stroke, every thrust, as if he was trying to figure out every little thing I liked. “You’re fucking beautiful, Sela. And close, so I want you to come for me. Come all over my cock. Do it.”
His words, filthy as they were, gave me everything I needed to explode into a million pieces while he continued to pound into me until I felt the telltale warmth on my belly. “Whoa.”
“Fuck, Sela.” He rested his forehead against mine for a short second and then kissed me there. He kissed each cheek and then my chin. My jaw. His lips settled on mine, and he let out a soft sigh. “That was incredible.”
“Agreed,” I let out a sound that was half-hum and half-sigh. “Don’t get a big head or anything, but that was the best I’ve ever had.” Now why did I have to say a thing like that?
He pulled back with a pleased smile, not cocky. “Yeah?”
I nodded and played with the damp ends of his hair. “Oh yeah.” I pulsed around him, and then he unleashed the arrogant smile that didn’t surprise me one bit.
“Good, because I’m not done with you.” He smiled and lowered his mouth to mine.
Yet, I reminded myself. He’s not done with meyet.
Chapter 10
Brock
How was it possible that I was dreaming about a woman I’d spent the past few hours devouring with every inch of my body? I didn’t have the answer to that since I wasn’t a man prone to dreaming about any woman, ever. I dreamt about business deals and investment opportunities, about how I could turn a business trip into a few days of leisure. I did not, ever, dream about women.
But I dreamed about Sela on her knees, her big blue eyes watching me while she stroked my cock and flicked her tongue over the wet slit. While she wrapped those lush lips around the crown, and my cock disappeared down her throat. My head fell back in ecstasy just as my fingers found her silky locks and sifted through them while she worked my cock over. It was heavenly torture, the way she took me slowly until I hit the back of her throat before she pulled back and did it again and again.
When Sela moaned around my cock, my hips bucked up, but she didn’t stop her movements. She opened her throat to take me deep until my toes curled. “Oh fuck,” I moaned. My eyes fluttered open in the dream because I had to see her, had towatch those full lips wrapped around my cock while she sucked me off.
I pushed up onto my forearms, shocked to find that Sela was on her knees, but she—no, we—were on the bed with her blond hair fanned out over my thighs and knees. She looked up at me with smiling blue eyes, but her lips formed a smile around my cock, and I nearly blew my load right there. “Sela.”
