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My breath hitches as he kisses my inner thigh. He slips his fingers under the sides of my panties, teasing the edges before pulling them down my thighs. Sitting back on his heels, he brings them to his nose and inhales as I watch the look of pure lust cross over his face, making my stomach tighten.
His eyes flick open, trained on mine when he says, “If you taste half as good as you smell…” he pauses, tossing my panties to the side, “thenfuck,” he whispers before gripping my hips and pulling me to his mouth.
Running his tongue up my seam, the moment it hits my already throbbing clit I buck against his mouth, gasping for air. The sensation is too intense, and my thighs instinctively try to close, squirming to get out of his grip as I whimper.
The combination of his tongue and fingers has me unraveling, like I’m in the first car of a roller coaster slowly being pulled to the crest, and when I look down, I don’t see the tracks. The sight of him between my thighs has me undone. Bringing his eyes to meet mine, they flutter with a drunken haze, and I realize he’s drunk onme.Idid this to him, and there are no lies buried in the brown hues of his eyes.
When he latches onto my clit, he detonates the grenade.
“Oh, God!” The words escape my mouth with force as my body shakes. If I knew his name, I’d be screamingitright now instead of God’s.
He moves his mouth from me and places a palm over my sensitive clit, the pressure deepening the orgasm but giving me the space I need to process everything. It’s embarrassing how quickly he made me come. It’s too much, too soon, and my chest heaves trying to suck in air.
“Relax,” he says, his voice smooth like satin in the darkness of his bedroom.
But I can’t relax; not when his head is between my thighs and he’s looking at me like he wants to eat me alive.
Gripping the sheets, I ball them in my palms, using them as an anchor as I come down from my orgasm. Dark hair falls over his eyes and his face is in shadow, but I can see his glistening mouth tilt into a sexy smile.
“Do you want me fuck you?” he asks, but the parting of his lips make me believe that inside he’s saying,please let me fuck you.
Little seeds of embarrassment sprout inside of me, and I nod as my thighs continue to shake, the anticipation heightened as I see his glistening cock peak above the waistband of his boxers. I’ve never been as fascinated with a man’s cock like am with his.
I want to wrap my hand around it, feel its silky smooth skin pulse under my touch. My attention is diverted back to him when he speaks.
“I need you to say it,” he whispers, with his deep voice as he hovers above me, forearms tense, muscles tight, shaking under the strain of his weight, and it’s then that I see the pulse in his neck. He wants me badly, and the power has shifted with that tiny movement.
My eyes flick up to his, noticing his dilated pupils begging me to say it. “I want you to fuck me,” I whisper, the words feeling foreign on my tongue because I have never uttered them before tonight.
He sits back on his heels, stretching his body to reach the nightstand so he can pull out a condom and watch as he quickly rips it open with his teeth and expertly rolling it down his cock while ridding himself of his jeans and boxers.
Reaching for him, I snake my arms around his neck and feel his cock press against me as I crawl into his lap while kissing him. Rolling my hips against him, I practically beg for it.
“I need you to say it again.” His voice is strained and needy as he grabs onto my hips to stop me from moving, but I can’t help it as I fight against his hold, needing to feel him. His breath comes out shaky against my lips as he tries to control himself when I know all he wants to do is sink into me.
I want him so badly my body aches, and I reach up, slipping my fingers into his hair and pulling him to me, but he resists, keeping my ass firm against his thighs.
“Say it,” he commands, keeping his lips out of my reach.
My eyes snap open to find him staring at me intently and the smell of his cologne swirls between us making me lightheaded with need. “Fuck me,” I beg, desperately.
He complies by lifting my hips, and I can feel the head of his cock at my entrance right before he slams into me from below. The force pushes me back onto the bed where he fucks me fast and hard like the rhythm of a heavy metal song until a sheen of sweat breaks out on both our bodies, causing a second orgasm to rip through me with record speed.
It’s a desperate, feral fuck, like nothing I’ve ever had before; reckless, and out of control. Lips, teeth, and tongues collide in an attempt to climb inside each other. I don’t even try to silence the cries coming from my mouth, feeling the freedom they provide as each one is released into the darkened space of his bedroom, and like the hungry man he is, he swallows them whole.
He started a fire inside of me that spreads to every limb and I let it burn.
In the darkness his hand finds mine, linking them together above my head. Closing his eyes, his body shakes, and his cock pulses inside me as I come down from the high just as his begins. The adrenaline seeping from my body leaves me breathless and weak.
“Holy fuck.” His voice cracks as he slows his pace, riding out his own orgasm before captures my lips.
Opening his eyes, he looks down at me with unabashed tenderness, hair falling in his face, and that bashful smile. “I can usually go all night, butfuck, you…” I bite his lip, pulling the soft, velvety skin between my teeth and slipping my tongue inside, effectively stopping him from finishing lie number three.
Laughing against his lips, I feel them pull into a smile. Resting his forehead against mine, he plants a chaste kiss on my mouth before pulling out, and collapsing to the mattress next to me as if he spent his last bit of energy on that hiss. Grabbing onto my hand, he rests it against his chest that moves with the cadence of his breaths. Even on the back of my hand I can feel his heart pounding like the beat of a drum.
We lie next to each other, our chests heaving as I stare up at the ceiling, watching the fan slowly rotate, casting long shadows in the darkened room.
Turning my head to look at him, I make out his strong jaw, full lips, and gentle slope of his nose. He brushes his thumb over the top of my hand just like he did on the walk over, and I pinch my brows together. Closing my eyes, I take a deep shuddering breath.
