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“Come here,” I coaxed, crooking my finger at him.
His eyes blazed as they scoured down my body. Feeling shy, I bent my legs and tucked them into my chest.
Stepping to me, he placed a hand on my knee and splayed my thighs open.
“Don’t hide from me,” he warned, as he settled in between my legs. Eyes locked on mine, he shimmied down my torso until his mouth hovered right above my spread pussy. Like a snake, his tongue flicked out and tapped my clit. My lower torso bucked off the bed, banging into him. Eyes on me, he opened those beautiful, sculpted lips and mouthed my mound. Holy shit. His tongue came out to play and every nerve ending was thrumming with high-voltage energy.
I fisted the sheets as he gorged himself on me. With a firm hold on my thighs, he held me down as he licked and sucked. Completely attuned to my reactions, his tongue moved with me, pulling back when he sensed it was too much, going deeper when he knew I could handle it. He played me like an instrument, bringing me to the edge again and again. I was hit with a pang of jealousy at the thought of how many times it took him to become such an expert.
As he fucked me with his mouth, he began humming. Vibrations undulated through my pussy. Lifting myself onto my elbows, I stared over the expanse of his broad back down the length of his spine. His back muscles shifted like water rippling over sand as it retreated to sea. I fixated on the dimples in his perfect, tight ass, moving as he humped the mattress. Two fingers pumped inside me to partner with his tongue circling my clit.
Oh, God. So good.
I released the sheet bunched in my fists and clawed at his shoulders. Panting, I licked the salt from my lips. But something was missing…I needed more of him.
“I need more,” I croaked.
His head shot up, eyes on fire. “What do you need?”
“I-I don’t know…I need to taste you.” I threw caution to the wind and admitted, “I want your cock. In my mouth.”
His lips spread and tilted upward in a wicked feline grin. Hands on my hips, he dragged me down and positioned us on our sides until his long cock waved in my face, his testicles bumping beneath my chin.
“Open wide,” he ordered, and the instant I did, he pushed between my parted lips. My eyes fluttered shut, and I moaned at the musky taste of him. Enveloped by that drugging spice-and-wood fragrance, his hot flesh thrust between my lips. Then I felt his moist breath back on my pussy.
This was it. This was what was missing. I loved the taste of him, the sensation of silky, smooth skin gliding over hard, uncompromising steel.
I gave him a little bit of teeth, the way I knew he liked it, and was gratified to hear his hiss of pleasure.
“You’ve got some dirty in you, don’t you, girlie?” he murmured. His fingers returned to my pussy, sinking into my sopping wetness in a commanding thrust. Arching my back, I bucked as he pushed his cock further inside my mouth, his thick girth lying against the flat of my tongue.
My throat stuffed full, I switched to breathing through my nostrils. Just in time, because his next thrust breached the back of my throat, and I gagged. He pulled free long enough for me to catch my breath, and then he was back. The rhythm of his fingers in my pussy sped up along with the thrusts of his cock, until it was one relentless, endless loop of building pleasure.
Eventually, he did something with his tongue—not sure what because I was too busy focusing on his shaft—that took me by surprise. Abruptly, I was thrown over the edge and came hard. I screamed around his cock. Rubbing his face into my pussy, I was tossed in a riptide so intense the muscles of my abdomen clenched. Whatever tension coiled inside me exploded into mind-blowing rapture.
I must have been struggling to breathe because he pulled out. I heaved in deep breaths, staring as he sat up, his face coated in my essence, and pumped his shaft until semen sprayed across my face, throat, and chest.
I licked around my mouth, catching his seed and humming. He prowled up my body, giving me a brutal kiss, before lying beside me and tucking me into his body. Sweaty and sore, just as he’d promised, I felt myself dozing off. I was addicted to the feel of his body covering mine during the night. I woke up only once to him spoon fucking me, but the rest of the time, I luxuriated in his encompassing embrace.
By the time I woke up, the bright sunlight streaming over my bed revealed that he was gone. A baseball cap on the round side table by my reading spot was the only proof that it hadn’t all been a dream.
