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I wasted no time sliding the shirt up his toned body and pulling it off. His body was made for sin, and I couldn’t wait to worship it. My hands smoothed over his skin, exploring the ridges of his six-pack abs and dipping just below the waistband of his jeans.
“Take them off me, Lacey,” he rasped.
Yes. I was very eager to see him; I had his jeans unbuttoned and unzipped within seconds. Dragging his briefs down with his pants, I quickly had him stepping out of his clothes and completely naked. I knelt in front of him, eye level with his cock. Arousal hit like a stormy wave crashing over me. I licked my lips, desperately wanting a taste, but I waited.
Bash groaned. “You have my head spinning, wifey. You can suck my dick, then I’m gonna fuck you good.”
I parted my lips and, without a moment’s hesitation, he pushed right into my mouth, thrusting a few times slowly in and out. When I was ready, I braced my hands against his thighs and lifted my eyes up to him. He anchored my head with his palm and then pushed his dick all the way to the back of my throat.
He retreated when my throat caught and squeezed reflexively against him, but I wouldn’t let him escape too far. I slid my mouth back over his cock, alternating between sucking him hard or swirling my tongue along the underside of his shaft and giving extra attention to the head.
I didn’t necessarily love giving head, but this was one of the rare exceptions. My fingers slid between my legs, trying to relieve the aching throb there, while my other hand worked in tandem with my mouth to pleasure him.
He shook his head. “That pussy is mine. I’ll take care of it.”
I hummed my disapproval around his cock, but stopped touching myself. Instead, I redoubled my efforts to make him come until my eyes were watering.
He looked so incredibly hot. He was biting his lip and making appreciative grunts with each thrust between my lips. I could tell he was about to come by the sexy noises he was making, but then he pulled out of my mouth.
“Those lips are going to kill me, Lacey.”
He reached down with a hand to help me stand up. I was disappointed that he didn’t come in my mouth, but I knew that he was probably saving that beautiful cock for something else I’d enjoy just as much.
His finger traced a path along my collarbone and then slid the spaghetti strap of my camisole off my shoulder. “I want you so bad it hurts.”
I stood in front of him, shaking with need, but remained silent.
He tipped my chin up with a finger until I was staring into those mesmerizing green eyes. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I want to lick every inch of your skin.”
“Mmm... Yes, please.”
His hands skimmed down my sides until he found the bottom of my silk camisole top. He dragged the fabric up over my swollen, tender breasts, muttering ‘fuck’ when they bounced as they popped free. He wasted no time pouncing on one with his mouth, lashing a nipple with his tongue, and tweaking the other with his fingers. My hands slid over his shoulders, anchoring me, so I didn’t fall into a heap at his feet as he tortured my aching nipples.
He pulled away from my breast and a low, primal noise rumbled from his throat. In less than a minute, he’d whisked off my pajama shorts and walked me backward until I was falling onto the bed. Like a caveman, he pulled me by the ankles until I was settled at the edge, just where he wanted me.
I held my breath as he pushed open my thighs and waited for the bliss that was sure to come. After a few seconds of nothing, I opened my eyes. He was staring at my pussy. When he didn’t make a move, I started to close my legs. That quickly snapped him out of his pussy-induced daze. He forced his shoulders between my legs and then the bliss really did begin.
He flattened his tongue and then lapped at my pussy in long, greedy strokes. When his thumb swirled in my moisture and then began rhythmically gliding over my clit, I fisted the bedsheets at my side and hung on for dear life.
His tongue fluttered over my clit, even as his thumb kept up its relentless torture. Fingers slid into my pussy and relentlessly rubbed against the sweetest part of me.
I could no longer keep up with what was happening to me because the pleasure was ramping up to near-unbearable levels. My hips were chasing his every move, rocking and bucking against his mouth until he pinned me down with his forearm so that he could wholly dismantle me by firmly sucking on my swollen clit.
A strangled groan tore from my lips. “Oh God, please. Don’t stop.”
The coil of pressure built as he played my body perfectly. His fingers stroked my walls in a steady rhythmic pattern and then, just as I was about to rush headlong over the edge, he’d stop moving his fingers inside me and focus his tongue on pleasuring my clit. The back and forth kept me on the edge for several delirious minutes until I finally exploded.
The rush of pleasure was fierce. My body coiled and spiraled, higher and higher, until my orgasm ripped through me with jolting force. I screamed out his name as my hands fisted in his hair. My pussy clenched in pulsing waves around his fingers, which were still buried deep inside me.
He pulled his fingers out, popped them into his mouth, and sucked them clean. “Fuck, you taste so good.”
He stalked up my body like a predator and hovered over me. His lips met mine in a kiss that was long and sweet. I could feel his hard cock so close to my pussy, which was still trembling with aftershocks.
He laid a territorial hand on my breast and gave it a squeeze. “I’m going to take you from behind and fuck you harder and deeper than you’ve ever been fucked before. Turn over on your stomach.”
A tiny shudder skittered down my body. My toes actually curled with anticipation. Bash pulled back and grabbed his jeans off the floor. He was searching for a condom.
I flipped over onto my stomach while I waited. The way he’d just worked my body with his tongue and fingers was magical. I’d never been with someone with such unchecked talent. He was a 9th-level black belt oral pleasure provider. A freaking grand master of cunnilingus.
