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“That’s my girl. I need to taste you.”
He guides my knees onto the couch. I think he wants me on his lap or to lie down on the couch, but I’m stunned when he stays in place, grabs my waist, and lifts me up until I’m straddling his face.
His mouth claims my vagina fully, and I gasp, grasping above the couch and praying I don’t fall off the damn thing as he sucks and flicks and eats me the fuck out.
My knees are climbing on his shoulders and the top of the couch as he laps at me, holding my body in place with a hand on my ass and another inside me, pumping his fingers.
The hallway mirror is far away, but I’m able to see a glimpse of us in the reflection. William, large and powerful on the couch, with me naked and riding his face. The sight of us together turns me on, and I watch as his hips strain to stay in place as they move in the rhythm of a man gyrating in anticipation.
I feel the early waves of an orgasm building.
It’s been years since I’ve felt this, and it’s frightening. Each time he groans against my core, as if what he’s doing is the biggest turn-on of his life, the waves come in stronger and closer.
My body rocks against him, and I sit up, almost standing, and thank Tara and her intense kick boxing classes for good core strength. Not needing the couch to hold me up, I stare down at him and meet the eyes of a man who is claiming me with his hands, mouth, and freaking soul. Instead of fearing this wave, I ride it. Oh, do I ride it.
Will feels it, too, because he kicks up his game. His tongue stronger, his lips with more suction, and his hands moving like they were born to elicit every ounce of pleasure from my body.
The sight of him up close, mixed with the overwhelming sensations, is too much to bear. I cry out as my orgasm builds and slashes inside of me. I feel like I’m levitating to the ceiling as I shout out his name in praises.
His hands release me, and I’m pulled down onto his lap. He kisses me. I taste my orgasm on his lips and soak it in because these lips just gave me the high of a lifetime.
“Please tell me you have a condom in this place,” I ask between kisses.
He doesn’t answer. Instead, he lifts me again and carries mylimp from pleasure yet still arousedbody into his bedroom. I’m placed on the bed, and I watch as he walks over to his dresser and takes out a condom, tossing it on the bed beside me.
Sitting up on my knees, I move toward him and take off the rest of the clothes left between us—his. Fully naked and fully erect, Will stands before me, and I can’t help the urge to slide my hand over the well-endowed package and then follow it with my mouth.
Silk over granite … that’s what he tastes like in my mouth. I bob and move over the engorged head of his penis and down the shaft, sliding my tongue over the pleasure vain and listening to him moan. I know he can’t last too long, and I am desperate to feel him inside me, so I sit back on my heels and look at his cock, ready and glistening.
Will takes the condom and tears it open with his teeth. I’m enamored as he covers himself with it and then moves back to the bed, and rests my head on the pillow. He settles his hips between my thighs and kisses me long and lovingly.
I wasn’t expecting this kind of kiss.
I wasn’t expecting tonight.
It’s been full of feelings and emotions, even when no words are spoken.
As he slides himself into me, the greatest unspoken words are shared.
With every pump of his hips, he tells me we’ve always been more than friends.
With the raise of my hips, I let him know I’ve wanted him for so long.
With the caress of my face, he tells me I’m exactly who he wants to be with.
And as we cry out in pleasure, panting and pleading, shouting out each other’s names, I let him know it’s possible I just might be falling in love with him.
twenty
I’M AWAKENED BY Awarm, strong hand rubbing up and down my back with the perfect amount of tranquil ease and ache-reducing pleasure. I hum like a kitten into my pillow.
“Did you just purr?” Will’s husky morning voice croons as his hand stills.
“Shh. Still sleeping. Keep rubbing.”
Shimmying my hips toward his hand, I urge him to keep up the motion. I’m bone-tired, thankfully due to an evening of incredible, sporadic sex.
Yes, I, Melissa Jones, went to bed with a man. I’m shocked. Not that it’s a man. I happen to be very fond of the gender. I’m stunned that I took the leap right into Will’s bed.
