I blush. “I’ve never done that before.”
“Good. I want as many of your firsts as I can get.”
His cock presses against my sex, the head of him slipping easily against my drenched center. Rolling my hips against him, I slip his cock inside me, lowering myself so I can lick up his neck. Eventually I lift myself up, clawing my hands at the hard muscles of his chest and abs.
I lean over to the bedside table, grabbing his glasses. I put them back on his nose, and I let his eyes peruse my body. My tits pushed up high from the black lace, my clit rubbing against the lower part of his stomach.
He lifts himself onto his elbow; the other palms my breast, rolling his thumb over the hardened peak beneath the lace. He pulls down the cup, reaching to take my nipple in his mouth. His wet tongue rolls around the bud, scraping his teeth lightly, making my head drop back. With every roll of my hips I feel the pressure building. His hard cock inside, filling me so tight, it’s almost too much. Too big, too full. He swells as I moan, his thumb pressing against my clit, rubbing tight circles on me until I’m bucking hard against him.
“You’re so fucking eager aren’t you, love?”
“Yes,” I whine, my voice dripping with lust.
“How have we been missing out on this? You’ve been fifteen feet away from mefor years, Mia.” He moves to my other nipple, his tongue circling the stiff peak until he sucks hard. I pull at the strands of his dark hair damp with sweat, pulling his head back so his chin lifts and I can drop another kiss against his lips. He tastes like me and I can’t get enough. My tongue swipes along his lips, dipping in and out, tasting myself on him.
It’s more than any fantasy I’ve ever had of him. More than I ever could have imagined. His arm wraps around my waist and I feel his palm flatten against my back.
“You’re my fucking dream girl, Mia. Make me come. I wanna come inside you so badly,” he whispers against my lips.
“Alfie, I’m coming.”
“Yes, love. Come on my cock for me, baby.”
His hands slide to my hips and his fingertips embed themselves on me. It’s going to bruise, I’m going to feel him for days. The hard sting melds with his dominating thrusts and pushes me over the edge, once again. I’m rocking against him,a bead of sweat rolling down my spine, my hard pants against his neck. It’s euphoric, it’s fucking heaven, sat on his lap as he thrusts into my sensitive sex.
He flips me onto my back, his cock never leaving me as he pushes my knees back against my chest. His jaw rolls and a wad of spit leaves his lips and in what might be the slowest, most jaw-dropping experience of my entire life, it hits my clit and his thumb seeks it out, rubbing it into me. I’m swollen, drenching him. I thought I was done, thought I didn’t have anything left to give but the arrogant smirk tugging at his lips has my pussy in a chokehold.
“You liked that.”
Not a question.
“Tell me how much you fucking liked it, love. Show me.”
His abs clench with a sheen of sweat so lickable, I’m half tempted to ask him to roll back on his back so I can taste him. But the feel of his unencumbered thrusts is too good. One palm grips my calf as he lifts my leg up, dropping biting kisses on the inside of my ankle. The other pressing down on my lower belly as his thumb plays with my clit, rolling in tight circles.
“Admit it…” he groans, his thrusts deepening.
“I loved it, Alfie, I want more. More of this, more of you. More of your cock.”
“Jesus, Mia. Come for me again, baby. Let me feel it whilst I have some semblance of control.”
He spits again with perfect precision and it’s like a detonator. The depraved feeling of his spit mixing with our cum has my head rolling back, tremors of pleasure rolling through me.
His thrusts grow jagged as he pushes my leg down and he lowers himself to groan into my mouth. His cock is pulsing inside me, his cum and mine seeping out of me.
He smiles, dropping a kiss against my lips and then my nose as he strokes the loose strands of hair away from my face.
We stare at each other for a few moments before I start to giggle.
“I can’t believe I sat on your face.”
“You came on my face, actually.”
“You spat on me.”
“I should have asked you if you wanted to try it before.” He frowns.
“Alfie, I loved it. I’ve never even thought I’d want to do something like that, but it was-” I huff out a breath. “Incredible.”
