“You’re my first,” he whispers and his breath caresses my cheek.
He dips his head to kiss me again, but I pull away, coyly, like it’s a game and not an act of self-preservation. “What about the rest of me?” I ask.
His gaze lingers on my lips, and he looks like he’s about to argue but then, he smiles and nods. “You’re right. I’ve got to prove you wrong.”
I snicker and push down the stab of disappointment at how quickly he acquiesced. “Or let me down,” I quip. “It’s a good thing I remembered to put my vibrator on the charger. I have a feeling you’re going to leave me especially frustrated, just like a colonizer.”
“You talk so much shit.” He steps into me and I take a step back just before he can step on my foot.
“Hey, are you trying to trample me?” I complain.
He grins like a pirate. “Only if you want me to.”
My back meets the cool glass of the window and it feels amazing against my heated skin. “All I want is an orgasm.”
He presses his body against mine. He’s so hard and warm and, god, I could climb him like a wall.
“Take your panties off,” he whispers in my ear.
“They won’t be in your way.”
“Nothing will.” He drops to his knees, fists the hem of my dress, and lifts it up. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”
My body flushes at the satisfaction in his voice. “Tell that to my stretch marks,” I say.
He presses his lips to the side of my ass. “You’re perfect.” He nibbles my skin. “Delicious.”
I giggle and have to bite my tongue to stop from telling him that he’s perfect, too.
“Do you want my mouth or my hand?” He lifts one leg and slings it over his shoulder and opens me up.
“Both?” I sigh and close my eyes. I’m almost dying from the anticipation.
“I like how greedy you are.” He teases the inside of my thigh with his tongue and I writhe my hips. “Look how wet and fat your pussy is.” He leans in and licks me through the scrap of fabric covering me.
He pulls the tiny bit of lace to the side and blows on me. I moan from the need throbbing so wildly I’m afraid I’m going to burst. “Hurry,” I pant.
He glides one finger into me, strokes me slowly. “I wish you could watch my finger disappear inside of you. I wish you could feel how tight and soft you are.”
He palms my clit and he adds two more fingers inside me. “How does that feel?” he croons.
“Amazing,” I pant and place a hand on his shoulder for leverage.
“I’ve got you, Sin.” He cups my ass and lifts my other leg over his shoulder, presses me against the window and presses his face betweenmy legs.
The first touch of his tongue makes my body buck. “Jesus.” I press a hand to the glass desperate for purchase.
He covers my clit with his mouth and sucks it softly while he pumps his fingers in and out of me.
“Oh my fuck…oh, yes.” I yell out my release with a shout and fall forward nearly draping myself in half over his shoulder.
He stands up and carries me like that into the bedroom. “I won’t even say I told you so.” He grins and puts me down on the edge of the bed.
“You can say it.”
“I’m not done proving you wrong.” He drops to his knees, spreads my legs and picks up where he left off.
His fingers fill me, his mouth covers me and a second orgasm starts building right away. I fall back, propping myself up on my elbows so I can see the top of his head.
