It’s official. I have met my match.
“Your mouth is incredible,” I murmur, electricity crackling along my nerve endings.
The sight before me is out of this world.
Sure, I left my home tonight a hopeful motherfucker, but I didn’t imagine a beautiful, fun, feisty woman would haul me into a bathroom and take me to town with her throat.
This is one helluva night, even for a guy who likes to have his fun.
And that’s me.
I’m the player.
The good-time guy.
I don’t lie, I don’t lead women on, and I don’t hide where I stand. And right now, I’m standing with my pants at my thighs while the most captivating woman I’ve met in ages worships my dick and blows my mind too.
And yet I’m also pretty sure something new is happening.Already, I’m positive I want more than one date with her.
Maybe even more than a handful.
With Katie, I could maybe see many wild nights like this, nights when I’m not a player at all. But as she flicks her tongue along my shaft, I lose my focus on the future. I am only interested in the here and now. “Fuck, yes. Won’t take me long, sweetheart,” I rasp out.
In a second, she sucks harder, deeper, with the fervor of a zealot.
I succumb to the build. To the bliss barreling down my body. The delicious swirl of an orgasm that’s not far off.
But the gentleman hasn’t left the building entirely. “Just want to warn you. In case you don’t want to swallow,” I mutter.
She hoovers.
Holy hell.
My toes curl in my shoes as she sucks even more intensely, the head of my dick hitting her throat.
My brain jumps into sexual overdrive.
I rock my hips, losing myself in the caress of her tight, hot lips. My climax pulls me under. I shudder, ecstasy wracking my body as I come hard in her mouth.
The world around me blurs. “Yes, fucking yes!” I grunt.
I nearly black out from the crush of pleasure. I sink against the wall, savoring the aftershocks.
A few seconds later, she’s standing, smiling, looking more than satisfied. I open my eyes, reach for her, and bring her close.
“So, was that good?” she asks, a little nervous, hopeful too.
Is she for real? Does she not know? “Katie, that was Christmas cookies and a Vegas jackpot and a fourth-down, game-winningtouchdown all on the same night. I want to get naked and explore your gorgeous body with my tongue and fingers and cock so badly, I would do just about anything to delay your sister’s flight.” I make a flourishing gesture, flicking an invisible magic wand. “Abracadabra.”
She sighs with a smile, which is the best way to sigh.
Wait. Second best. Sexy sighs while kissing are the first.
Her baby blues sparkle. “Can you? Delay her flight an hour?” Then she holds up her hand, changing her mind. “Wait. Nope. Don’t. I don’t want to rush sex with you. I want to bask in it. I feel like I could be very greedy in bed with you, Harlan.”
I rub my thumb along her lower lip. “You should be greedy in bed. I want you to be.” I glance at the clock on the wall. “That took seven minutes, start to finish. How about we see how good my skills are?”
Her lips part, and her eyebrows rise dubiously. “I’m going to let you in on a little secret. I kind of take a while.”
