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Within minutes, Mia knew that Darius didn’t have a single doubt about his sexual ability.
The T-shirt disappeared as if by magic, Darius’s clothes quickly following, so that the two of them were now naked on the bed together.
Mia took the time to slowly and thoroughly kiss each and every one of his scars.
“You’re perfect,” Darius groaned before claiming her mouth in a long and passionate kiss.
Their kisses became wilder, more intense, tongues entwining, then thrusting, claiming.
All while Darius’s strong hands touched and caressed every inch of her body, his fingers stroking her silky skin in a trail of heat from her knees to the tops of her thighs, the soft pad of his thumb stroking through the wetness of her slit.
Her groan of pleasure was swallowed by their kiss. Her legs fell apart to allow him greater access, those strokes becoming bolder. Her groans sounded almost obscene when that marauding thumb parted her folds and began to move in a circular motion against the throb of her clit.
Mia might not have had sex, or done anything else, with a man, but that didn’t mean she hadn’t ever given herself pleasure.
But this was so much more than that, her body aflame, tingles of pleasure coursing down her spine. That pleasure intensified when Darius gently ended their kiss to slide farther down her body and suck one of her nipples into his mouth.
Mia sought, ached for her release, his lips suckling her, hard and then soft, at the same time as his thumb was pressing and circling her clit, driving her close to the brink within seconds.
His mouth left her nipple as he slid even farther down her body, blowing lightly on her exposed clit before he lowered his head and devoured and sucked on that aching nubbin.
Mia instantly climaxed, the tremors of pleasure holding her fiercely in their grip as Darius’s hands cupped the heat of her bottom cheeks to hold her up to him like a sacrifice as he continued to lash his tongue against her pulsing clit.
She came twice more before Darius lifted his head, his lips glistening with her juices. “No, I can honestly say, I didn’t forget a thing,” he murmured with satisfaction.
Mia snorted, then chuckled, Darius quickly joining in, until he moved back up the bed and the two of them lay comfortably in each other’s arms again.
“I don’t think I’ve ever laughed in bed with someone before now,” Darius murmured in wonder.
Mia moved up onto her knees. “Everything we do together is going to be unique to us,” she promised as she moved to kneel between his parted thighs. “Can I?” She looks down greedily at the pulsing length of his aroused shaft, pre-cum glistening on the mushroomed top.
“I think I might die if you don’t,” he groaned, his gaze hot and devouring.
Mia had never touched a cock before now, let alone taken one into her mouth. The skin felt silky smooth, the veins along its length throbbing in response to her fingers curled about it. They didn’t quite meet, so she put her other hand beneath it, making sure to circle all of that pulsing hardness before she lowered her head to take the bulbous top into her mouth.
The taste of him exploded on her tongue, both salty and sweet. More and more of that viscous release pulsed into her mouth as she lowered and then lifted her mouth down and then up the rigid length.
“Fuck!” Darius’s fingers slid into her hair as he lost control, tightening as he held her head in place and began to thrust up into the welcoming heat of her mouth.
Over and over, harder and harder, faster, and then faster still, until his cock seemed to swell even more for just a second before hot jets of his release flooded her mouth.
She swallowed each one down before the next hot release filled her mouth. His taste was addictive, so sweet and succulent, tart and filling.
Making Mia inwardly question whether it would be possible to live on Darius’s cum alone.
Probably not, but she would certainly enjoy testing the theory.
* * *
Mia could hear the soft murmur of voices as she slowly awoke and realized she’d slept the whole night in Darius’s bed. Not just in his bed, but in his arms.
She gave a leisurely stretch of her body, reveling in all the new delicious aches and sensations in her body, before she turned her head on the pillow to see that the bed beside her was empty. The bottom sheet still felt warm when she ran her palm over it, so Darius hadn’t been up long.
Honey was missing too, so maybe Darius had left Mia to sleep while he took the dog up onto the roof?
Maybe he was now drinking a cup of the coffee she could smell, while listening to the news on the TV or radio? It would explain that low murmur of voices.
