Reese’s hands go to my waist, and he grips them tight as he grinds my body down on his, both of us groaning into each other’s mouths.
Reluctantly, I break the kiss, but my lips don’t leave his skin. They travel over his jaw, then I kiss and lick my way down the column of his throat. He brings one hand up to rake through my hair as I suck one nipple into my mouth, then the other before journeying lower. He arches into my touch, making soft noises like he’s holding back.
“I want to taste every fucking inch of you,” I tell him without my lips breaking contact. “But I’m also really fucking impatient to find out how your ass feels around my cock.”
Hiscock gives a jerk hard enough for me to feel it through both of our clothes.
That’s worth taking my mouth away from his skin long enough to pop my head up and stare at him, raising a brow and not even attempting to hide my smirk.
“What?” he asks, smirking right back at me. “Am I supposed to keep it a secret that I’m curious? That I want to see how it feels for you to fuck me? Not tobefucked. But for it to beyou.”
I forget how to breathe for about five seconds.
Then I shove him until his back hits the bed and then move further down his body.
“Good.” I hold his gaze as I get his belt and pants undone, trying to convey intimidation but pretty sure I’m failing. “Because there won’t ever fucking be anyone else.”
He smiles down at me like I might as well be purring. “No one but you, little menace.”
I don’t let those words settle as deep as the last and slow me down because I’m getting really fucking impatient. Moving quickly, I yank off his pants and underwear, then do the samewith mine. I reach for my glasses to take them off, but Reese stops me.
“You could leave them on if you want.”
I smirk down at him again. “You want me to fuck you in my glasses?”
“They look good on you.”
“You’reabout to look good on me.”
He groans softly as I push his legs apart and settle between them before leaning over and running my tongue up his length.
“Fuck, I love your cock,” I moan as I take him in my hand.
“Yeah?” He tilts his head and grins down at me. “Do you want to show it how much you love it?”
It doesn’t escape my notice that he asked me if that’s what Iwant.
“I’m going to show more than your cock.”
His brows dip, but before he can ask what I mean, I sweep my tongue up his balls. He grunts, and his hips give a little thrust. I swirl my tongue around the head of his dick, then lick across his slit, playing with it until he finally starts getting louder. Grinning with satisfaction, I move my mouth to his balls again and take one in my mouth, sucking on it. His breaths get heavier, and it’s all even more satisfying than I thought it’d be.
“Holy shit,” Reese moans. “I love your mouth.”
And my mouth wants more.
Raising up on my knees, I stare down at him for a moment, appreciating the sight of his flushed chest rising and falling, a little of that pink creeping into his cheeks where his lashes flutter.
“Roll over.”
His eyes open and briefly narrow, but then they quickly relax as though it took him a second to remember that this ismyfucking show.
He huffs but then does what I said.
And just like that, I forget how to fucking breathe again.
How does this man have the most perfect ass in the fucking universe?
That’s entirely unfair.
