His tongue on my skin is like a brand as he makes his way down my chest and across my stomach, somehow finding every patch of skin that makes me come undone. His hot breath at my waistband has me gasping for air.
Tugging at my boxers, he peels them down inch by inch, revealing bare skin. The intensity of his gaze has me feeling exposed, but in a sexy, powerful way. That this amazing man is mesmerized by my body feels too good to be true. But the proof is in every caught breath, every heated glance, and the gentle way he’s undressing me.
“So pretty laid out for me like this.”
I stretch, putting my body on display for him, enjoying the zing of arousal as he stares at my hard cock, weeping pre-cum at his attentive gaze.
“Fuck,” he whispers, swooping back down and latching onto my skin with purpose.
Every lick of his tongue and scrape of his teeth has me spiraling higher with need. He’s kissing and tasting everywhere except where I crave it most.
“Tier, please!” I’m desperate for more.
I feel the vibration of his chuckle inches from the base of my cock. Frustration and desire war against each other as he continues to tease me.
When I think I might cry from his delicious edging, his hot tongue licks a line across the dripping head of my cock.
“I love the way you taste.” His voice is low and intense, almost feral. I don’t have time to respond because as his large palms grip my inner thighs displaying me for him, he swallows me down until the tip of my cock hits the back of his throat.
Jesus Christ, nothing has ever felt this good.
“Tier!” I yelp with surprised pleasure before gripping his dark hair to steady myself against the onslaught of sensations running through me. He moans and I tighten my grip. He moans again, deeper. Oh, he likes that. Sucking me as he works my shaft in and out of his talented mouth, I tug at his hair. His tongue dances along my length, and it’s the perfect counterpoint to the wet suction of his mouth.
He’s killing me. Slowly and in the best way possible.
I feel a tightening at the base of my spine, and I know I’m close. My hands fist in his hair, but he just moans and takes me deeper.
“So close.” I try to push him away, but he doubles down, tightening his hold on my hips, mouth working my cock
“Oh God,” is all I can manage before I’m spilling down his throat in the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced. My body shakes with the force of it, pleasure exploding through me until I can’t think. He doesn’t stop. He keeps sucking and licking me until the last shudder dies away and the sensitivity makes it almost painful.
When he stops, he pulls off gently, pausing to press his lips to my softened cockhead. I’m too spent for words, but I see it.
I can barely move; my limbs loose and sated. He crawls up me, stopping occasionally to press light kisses against my sensitive skin.
“So fucking gorgeous when you come, Lo.” He says, eyes filled with something that I’m not ready to acknowledge. Isnuggle in enjoying the comforting touch of his warm skin against mine.
Relaxed and sated, my eyes find his, “give me a minute and I’ll return the favor.”
“No need, baby. I’m good.”
“Oh no. You’re not getting away with that, Big Guy. I’ve been dying to get my mouth on that impressive cock of yours.” I tell him with a mischievous grin.
Tier’s face flushes at my bold declaration until the tips of his ears are pink. I hold back a laugh because I rarely see him without his famous control in full force. Knowing I’m the one who’s affecting him like this lights me up. I want to wreck this man, give him as much pleasure as he gave me, and I know just how to start.
“My turn,” I tell him as I push him down onto his back. I make quick work of his boxers, tugging them down his legs and tossing them to the floor. He’s still half hard just from sucking me off. I look down at him, rubbing my hands together.
“Where to start?” I muse. He laughs. Loud and abrupt. It’s breathtaking and I want to make him do it again … and again.
The laughter slides away as I lay my palms flat against his chest, and with a catch in his breath, his eyes darken.
I can’t wait to touch that gorgeous cock. He’s got girth, and the perfect length. I lick my lips, giving him a sly grin. I’m going to take this man apart.
I start slowly, exploring his skin with my hands first. Taking my time, I follow the same path with my lips. Licking, sucking and nipping my way down his body. I make a note of every spot that makes his breath catch. Cataloging every sound.
My tongue and lips trace every muscle of his six-pack, reveling in the salty tang of his skin, and breathing in his spicy scent. He’s fever-hot under my hands, and his hard length presses against my chest. I catch sight of a bead of pre-cum at histip and I can’t help myself. My tongue darts out to gather it up, and his taste explodes on my lips. That bitter, salty flavor, and the musky taste of man make my mouth water.
I reach for his cock, grasping velvet-covered steel, soft against my palm. The tip is a glistening temptation. His low moan spurs me on, and I abandon his abs for a taste of his cock.
