He groans and flicks my clit faster.
With his hand on my ass cheek, he pushes me up higher onto his face. I fall forward right as he slips his tongue inside my pussy.
“Blake!” I cry out. My eyes roll back. He’s fucking me with this tongue.Oh my god.
A second later, he gently teases my clit with his thumb. I almost collapse. The pleasure kicks up to a whole other level. It’s on the verge of too much. My pussy feels full, and my clit issosensitive.
The sound I make is desperate and pleading.
Blake drags his tongue up and down my pussy once more before focusing back on my clit. He’s still working it with his thumb too.
My vision goes blurry, and I’m holding on to the headboard with both hands for dear life. The pleasure isinsane. Nothing’s ever felt this good.
He pulls his thumb away, and I start to whine. But then he sucks on my clit. I explode.
I come with a scream as I fall forward against the headboard. It feels like I’ve been struck with a lightning bolt of pleasure. Every part of my body feels it. My muscles are tense, and my skin is simmering. I’m shaking so hard, I start to lose my balance, but Blake holds me up with his strong arms.
It feels like my brain has melted. I’m hot all over, and I can’t see straight. I can’t hear.
My head is heavy and fuzzy as I start to come down. With his hands on my hips, Blake guides me down his body. I fall on top of him, nuzzling my face against his chest.
He wraps his arms around me and hugs me tight. “You did so well, babe.”
I close my eyes and smile, savoring the sweetness in his voice. How does he do that? How does he go from rough and bossy to sweet so easily?
I lean up and look at him. He’s gazing down at me, an adoring smile on his face. It makes my chest go warm and gooey.
“I did?”
He nods.
I start to chuckle, feeling like I’m floating on a cloud of bliss. “I didn’t do much. I just sat on your face. You did most of the work.”
His sexy smile widens. “That’s all I want you to do. Sit back and enjoy the ride.”
I giggle. I reach up and touch his mouth. His whole face is wet.
A shy feeling courses through me. “I really made a mess.”
He just grins. “I fucking love it when you make a mess on my face, Briar. I fucking love how wet you get. I love how hard you come. I love the way you taste when you come on my tongue.”
My breath catches at the roughness in his voice.
He leans down and kisses me, slow and teasing. I shift slightly and feel his hard cock pressing into my hip. He groans softly into my mouth.
I reach down and grip him in my hand. “Can I play with you for a little bit?” I ask.
That wicked look flashes in his eyes once more.
“Fuck yes,” he grits out.
I stroke him in my hand, slowly at first. His breathing kicks up, turning more ragged by the second.
After a minute, I slide down and position myself between his legs. Blake is really big, so I can’t fit him all the way into my mouth. But I’m craving him.
I lower my face down and suck gently on the head of his cock.
Above me, he curses. Then he runs his fingers through my hair. When I suck him harder, he pulls hard on my hair.
