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I glance down to see him with his eyes closed, concentrating on the task at hand. As if he can sense my attention, his eyes pop open and meet my gaze. I’m transfixed as I watch him lap at me. He uses the hand around my thigh to force me even farther down. I was trying to keep myself hovering a bit so that I wouldn’t suffocate the man, but he seems to want my weight on him.
He groans as though my taste is enough to satisfy him for days. He flicks the bud back and forth while one hand snakes up my abdomen and cups my breast. Then he sucks on my clit as he pinches my nipple. The duality of the pleasure and the pain has me throwing my head back.
“Oh my god, Andrew.” My voice is raspy, as though I’ve been screaming at a concert all night. One hand dives into the hair at the top of his head and I pull, earning me a sound of satisfaction rumbling from his throat.
He pulls away for a moment and says, “Ride my face, Kenz. Take it how you want it.”
Me from an hour ago would be aghast at the idea. But me in the present thinks nothing of his request except obedience. I jerk my hips back and forth, bearing down on him. The friction is blissful, and Andrew knows exactly what to do with his tongue.
I’m so close… so close.
My hands tighten in his hair, and with one final grind of my hips, I come, a strangled cry leaving my lips while my back arches then bows forward in the throes of my release.
Andrew laps even more vigorously, apparently desperate for the taste of me.
I’ve just barely gotten my bearings when he lifts me up by the waist and deposits me on my back beside him.
“That was unbelievable, woman. You’ve ruined me.” He hovers over me and kisses me thoroughly.
The taste of myself on his tongue has arousal swimming in my bloodstream once more, and I briefly wonder if I’ll ever get enough of this man. When he closes the kiss, he immediately reaches for the condom package, ripping it open with his teeth.
“Here, let me.” I take the condom from him and pinch the tip before rolling it down his considerable length while he hovers over me. His cock jerks at my touch, making me smile.
He lets himself fall, his elbows on either side of my face so that I can feel some of his weight, but not all of it. I gasp as he pushes the head of his cock into me, all the while studying my face. Meeting his gaze, I cup his cheek as he pushes in a little more, withdraws, and repeats the same pattern until he’s fully seated inside me.
My fingers go from his cheek into his hair as he stretches me. It’s not uncomfortable per se. I’ve just never felt this full before.
“You good?” His voice makes it clear he’s holding back, forcing himself to stay still to check in with me.
I nod, my teeth pressed into my bottom lip because I can’t manage words right now.
He slowly pulls his hips back, and the slide of his cock lights up every single nerve ending I have. My eyes flutter closed. He burrows his head in my neck, his tongue dragging over my heated flesh as he draws himself in and out of me. I wrap my arms around him, my fingernails digging into his back, desperate for something to anchor me to this moment.
Without saying anything at all, he pulls all the way out of me. A whine leaves my lips and my eyes pop open in question.
Andrew sits back on his ankles and drags my ass up onto his thighs. When he pushes inside me again, his dick strokes my G-spot and my hands fly out and grip the sheets beneath me.
“Andrew…” I’m not sure if I’m begging for him to stop or keep going. The feeling is so intense, it’s coupled with a feeling that I might lose control.
With every thrust in, he pushes me closer and closer to climax until it’s beyond my power to hold back. I come with a ragged cry.
He stills and groans as though he too is coming, but he’s not. “Fuck, I feel you. I feel you pulsing around my cock.”
His head is thrown back and his sweaty chest is heaving, but his mouth is open with the smallest of smiles, as if he’s never experienced anything more euphoric. Once the pulsing stops, he drags me off of him and flips me onto my hands and knees before roughly pushing inside me. His pace is punishing, his fingers digging into my hips as though he can’t fuck me hard enough.
“Fuck, Kenz, you are so. Fucking. Perfect.” He punctuates each word with a thrust into my body and I can’t help but cry out because it feels so good.
He grabs a fistful of my hair and uses it to pull me up so that I’m basically sitting up on my knees, back arched, while he fucks me like a savage. The hand that isn’t in my hair wraps around my waist and trails down to my mound. He finds my swollen clit and rubs it in a circular motion.
“Oh god… I can’t… I can’t again,” I pant. I’ve never come three times with a man all in one session. My body feels as if it’s a wet towel that’s been wrung dry.
“Can and will,” he whispers in my ear.
He continues to pound into me while teasing my clit, and my arousal grows and grows until once more, I feel as though I can’t hold back the tidal wave of pleasure. I come on a ragged cry, my body jerking and convulsing at the sheer amount of pleasure coursing through it, as though it’s not equipped to handle it all.
With a final few thrusts, Andrew lets out a savage groan and stills inside me. I feel his cock jerk a few times, then we both go lax and fall down to the mattress beside each other.
Holy shit.
