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My thighs sat on his shoulders, the majority of my body now off the bed as he licked and sucked me. Gasping, my fingers searched for something to claw at as blood rushed to my head from the angle he held me. So many sensations fired within me that my brain was overwhelmed, struggling to know what to focus on next.
Brandon had attempted oral once after a lot of begging on my part, but it hadn’t been anything like this. I wasn’t sure if he’d just sucked at it or intentionally made it unpleasant so he wouldn’t have to do it again. It was obvious now that he hadn’t liked it. Not if it had felt so underwhelming.
Because everything Hawk did set my blood on fire, my heart racing, and my head spinning. I couldn’t tell up from down, but knew I never wanted him to stop. It felt that damn good. He was a magician with his tongue as he licked and sucked my clit.
“Holy… Oh… Yes… Hawk!” I screamed, not even capable of forming complete sentences. His sharp stubble rubbed against my inner thigh as he pulled back, his face glistening as he stuck out his tongue, licking his lips. My breath caught in my throat as I watched, completely enraptured. Damn, that was sexy.
“You taste divine, Blake. I could eat you all day long and never grow tired of your pussy. Your legs belong wrapped around my head, my face nestled in your soaking wet cunt.”
My body shuddered at his words. No man had ever spoken such filth to me before. But I couldn’t deny how much wetter it made me. How much I wanted to hear him say more. How much I wish it was true.
“Please,” I whimpered, squirming as I tried to get a better purchase, needing more friction.
Hawk’s smirk turned into a full grin as he held my gaze, distracting me from his next trick. Plunging his fingers into me, my body arched, and I instantly spasmed around them as he flicked my clit with his tongue, sucking it into his mouth.
“Ah, yes!”
“Give me it all, baby,” he purred, spurring me on. I couldn’t even attempt to be self-conscious as I orgasmed, my moans loud as I came undone. Hawk bit the inner side of my left thigh, giving me something to focus on; that tiny bit of pain kept me conscious as he pumped his fingers faster and deeper, curving them up until I crashed through another orgasm. At some point, my body returned to the bed, my bones weightless as I melted into the mattress.
“I knew you’d blush so prettily here,” he whispered, dragging his finger down my body. I felt him as he traveled the valley between my breasts, his fingers brushing against the small scar on my sternum. He circled my belly button and then touched my hip bones, touching those scars, too. They were tiny and silver, barely noticeable to most people. But I was learning Hawk wasn’t most people. He seemed to notice everything.
His hand returned, cupping my jaw as he peered into my eyes. I tried to stare into his to figure out what he was feeling or thinking, but this close, I kept having to bounce back and forth between the hazel and ice blue one, making it impossible to decipher.
“Kiss me,” I begged, no longer caring how desperate I sounded. I pulled his face to mine, my fingers scraping against his scalp. I wanted to memorize everything about him and sear it onto my soul. I wrapped my leg around him, bringing his cock closer. Feeling it rub against me, I moaned into the kiss, needy for more.
Hell, I never felt this horny or lust drunk for Brandon.
Hawk broke the kiss and pulled back, watching me from his higher position. His chest moved up and down, his breath coming in choppy spurts as he seared his eyes into me. It made me feel incredibly powerful to think I was affecting him, even if only an iota of how crazy he made me feel.
Hawk fisted his cock, his eyes never leaving me. I trailed mine down, taking in his tattoos. There were about five on his chest that I wanted to trace with my tongue, but when I got to the bee under his left pec, I froze.
“We can stop if you’ve changed your mind,” he said, his voice strained. I flicked my gaze back up, the rejection and vulnerability in his eyes hitting me in my chest like a large anvil. Swallowing, I shook my head.
“No. I want this. I’m ready.” My eyes held his, showing how much I meant it. Finally, he nodded and leaned over me to grab a foil wrapper off the nightstand. Had that been there all along? My questions ground to a halt as I watched in amazement as he rolled it on, his cock thick and long as it strained against the latex. Licking my lips, I leaned up, wishing I’d tasted him first.
“It’s going to hurt at first, baby. I tried to relax you as much as I could so it wouldn’t feel as bad, but there’s no getting around the bit of pain. Just breathe through it, and then it will feel good again. I promise.”
“I trust you,” I said, meaning it.
Something shifted in his gaze at my words, and he notched himself at my entrance, his muscles tight as he braced himself. Ever so slowly, he moved, and I watched as he pushed his cock in. The feeling of wholeness was immediate, and I arched my back, wanting, no, needing more of him. His cock was hard as granite and warm, spreading and stretching me in ways I hadn’t known were possible.
It felt unlike anything I could’ve imagined.
My fingers. His fingers. My dildos. None of them were authentic replacements for the real thing. Not even close.
Because, holy hell, his dick felt good. There was some pain as he continued to push in, but the feeling of being filled sent tingles through me, my body buzzing as it came to life. Something in me clicked, and I wrapped my legs around him, needing him further inside me. It wasn’t enough.
Sucking in a breath as the sharp twinge of pain increased, I clawed at his back as I rolled through it, trying to take deep breaths like he said. When there didn’t feel like any more space could be between us, he stopped, his body pressed tight against mine. His hands cupped my cheeks as he peered at me.
“You okay?”
“Mmhmm.” I bit my lip as I squirmed. I needed to move or shift or flex my walls. When I did all three, his eyes rolled back as my pussy clenched tighter around him.
“Shit, Blazy. You already feel fucking amazing. I’m barely hanging on by a thread, and then you go and do that. Do you want to see me go feral?” he growled.
“Yes,” I groaned, arching my back to rub my nipples against his chest. Nothing in the world had ever sounded as good as Hawk Anderson going feral on me.
“Move! Fuck me with your big dick,” I ordered.
