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“You are.” Moving to stroke my jaw, he gave me a slow, tender kiss. His eyes turned dark and serious. “You’ve got so much power over me, Avery.”
“I’ll try to use it wisely.” My voice came out rough because I knew he meant far more than the lingerie. And so did I. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt him.
“Good.” He returned his hands to my ass. He’d cranked the thermostat in the room, or maybe that was simply us, the heat that crackled every damn time our bodies collided. He encouraged me to move against him. “Show me how much you want this.”
“I do.” I gasped as his cock jerked against mine, a pulse I felt all the way to my toes. “Fuck. Don’t wanna come before we even get started.”
“I know. Can’t risk your impatient hair trigger.” His tone was fond as he squeezed my ass. “Or mine. Climb up here and rub your panties on my face.”
“Um…” Balance was going to be tricky, but I hesitated more out of embarrassment, not wanting to look ridiculous. However, Malik was clearly into the idea, leisurely stroking his cock with one hand while urging me upward with the other. I knee-walked until I straddled his shoulders, and he helped me balance with his hands on my hips.
I gripped the cheap wood headboard to keep from smothering him. Which was a real risk, especially when I felt his hot breath against the thin fabric. He rubbed his face all over my cloth-covered cock. His beard bristled even through the panties, a delicious tickle. Then he licked, making the fabric around my cockhead damp, and I moaned loudly.
“That’s right. Gonna make you scream.” He licked and sucked more, soaking the fabric, but right as my body started to tense, he retreated, licking around the leg seam, lightly biting the sensitive skin where my thigh met my groin. “If I promise to buy you new ones, can I rip these off?”
“Fuck. Warn a guy.” I trembled at the very idea. “Yeah, do that. Go all caveman on my ass.”
“Mmm. Yeah, you’re mine.” He kissed and licked more, using his tongue to torture me and his teeth to test the seams of the panties.
“Yours.” I was too. Carry me off, keep me naked and fucked out, whatever he wanted. I was his to do with as he pleased: spank, hold down, wrestle, fuck. I was down for all of it. And when he ripped the side seams, pulling the panties taut against my ass, I shuddered and had to clench my abs, thinking of names of muscle groups to keep from shooting from nothing more than my own damn imagination.
“Mine. All mine.” After the cool slickness of the damp fabric, his mouth was furnace-hot on my skin, sensation overload. And I’d expected him to go for my cock, but instead, he licked my dangling balls, flicking and teasing and sucking until I was in a near-coma, not coming, not close, but riding wave after wave of pleasure. The room faded into haziness around me, my position irrelevant, my world tunneling down to his lips and tongue and rasp of beard as he held me firmly in place.
I was so lost in the pleasure coma that I almost missed when he shifted me forward and himself down.
“Holy fuck.” I’d thought what he was doing with my balls was trippy, but then his tongue touched my hole, and I saw flashes of light behind my closed eyes. Back on edge, I made myself think of exercises and weight reps, anything other than how damn good rimming felt.
He’d watched porn with me the other night, and they’d shown a little of one guy licking the other before fucking. Our porn-watching had quickly devolved into ignoring the video in favor of making out and rubbing off, but apparently, my genius guy had taken copious notes because, damn, this was light-years better than the video had made it look.
The dude in the video had been on his back, bent nearly in half, but equally exposed for the other to rim. However, where the video guy’s partner had seemed a little hesitant, like the contract requested rimming, Malik was the opposite of performative. No, he attacked my hole like he was utterly starving for it, and I moaned with every pass of his mouth.
“Told you I’d make you scream.” Even muffled, his voice was smug. “Think you’re my new favorite breakfast.”
And damn, the man made a meal of my ass, deep, open-mouthed kisses that he sure as hell hadn’t learned from the porn. Better, he seemed into it as fuck, moaning and groaning and occasionally reaching down to squeeze his own cock. Then right when it couldn’t possibly get hotter, he shifted, holding my ass open more and tracing my crack with his broad thumbs, brushing my super-sensitive rim.
