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I grow wetter when his moan rolls through me. “Fuck, siren. Maybe you’re not as saintly as your heart wants you to be portrayed. Maybe your soul is blacker than Satan’s.” My cheeks burn the color of beets. “I guess there’s only one way to find out.”
In a maneuver too quick to describe, I’m on my back, and Laken is kneeling between my legs—my splayed-open-for-the-world-to-see legs!
“Oh, no.” Laken’s bottom lip is back between his teeth. He teasingly bites it as the hands he places high on my inner thighs keep my legs open. “Don’t go acting shy on me now.” Hot heat seers through me. “Not when you’re so fucking sexy. The image of you splayed beneath me, flushed and needy, has me on the verge of blowing my load in my boxers.” He palms his cock before dropping his other hand to my modest yet drenched-through panties. “I’ve never seen a more enticing sight.” My knees tremble when he tracks the backs of his fingers down the drenched cotton maintaining some of my modesty. “And to know I caused this…” A moan ends his sentence before it starts a new one. “Fuck.”
He toys with my clit through my panties until I’m on the cusp of begging.
Thankfully, he keeps talking before I can make a fool of myself. “I won’t be able to hold back, Nicole. I won’t be able to stop once this starts.” He locks eyes with me over my thrusting chest. “So if you don’t want this to go any further, you need to say the word now. Tell me to walk. I’ll fucking do it. I’ll leave right now.” His eyes sling to his jeans hanging off the bed. “I’ll never get my jeans back on, but this…” His hand is back on me. Teasing, punishing. Making me desperate. “You.” His eyes burn into mine. “That kiss. Fuck…” A moan fills another slight pause. “It will keep me going for years. Easily a decade or three. I’ll never forget it.”
He’s saying everything right.
Doing everything right.
So it shouldn’t be shocking when I weave my fingers through his hair and pull him on top of me.
I want his lips on me, all over me, and I’m given a chance when the desperateness of our kiss sees Laken’s lips falling to my neck for the second time tonight. He suckles on the silky skin, marking me with his mouth, before he drops even lower.
“Can I?” he asks, his eyes unmoving from the buds cresting the satin material of my nightwear. “Can I taste you here?”
Unable to speak from the need in his voice, I wait for his eyes to return to my face before bobbing my chin. “I need your words, Nicole. Crisp, unblemished words.”
“Yes,” I breathe out on a moan, my horniness too rampant to care how long we’ve known each other.
It is a night of fun.
A night off the clock.
It won’t ruin anything.
“Except perhaps my panties,” I mumble to myself when Laken’s impatience gets the better of him.
He sucks my nipple into his mouth without lowering the straps of my nightie before cupping my lonely breast with his other hand.
His large hands make my breasts’ cup size seem small. They’re swamped by him.
Laken is more confident than me. More experienced. The way he has my back arching by doing something as simple as playing with my breasts exposes this, not to mention the temptingly slow pace he uses while making his way from the lace trim of my nightwear to its dainty hemline. He takes his time, savoring every inch of my skin until I’m about to combust, and then he once again seeks permission.
There are no words this time. No requests for me to tell him to stop. His eyes spear me in place with an indigent stare before his smile steals the words from my mouth better than my libido’s ability to deny this man when he hooks his thumb into my panties and drags them to the side.
He kisses me right above my clit before flicking his tongue over the already hard and throbbing bud. When his tongue spears inside me, I buck against him as a moan I’ve never heard before leaves my mouth.
I have nothing to go off—not a single wayward lick or needy suckle—but I’m reasonably sure this is the best head I’ve been given.
It feels so good I can’t hold back my praise when Laken devours me like I’ve never been consumed. “That feels so good. The best. I’ve never had better.”
My words boost his confidence just as well as his attention skyrocketed mine. He eats me faster and licks me until my backside lifts off the mattress.
Then he adds fingers into the mix.
As he makes the world splinter around me, I dig my fingernails into the bedding and hold on for the ride.
It’s intense.
Blistering.
I come undone in thirty seconds, but Laken doesn’t stop. He continues devouring me while pumping his fingers in and out of me until I’m a blubbering, incoherent mess, pinned to the mattress with the heaviness of multiple orgasms.
I almost want to fight him off, the tension too much, but my hands never move further than his hair. I tug and pull on his spiky locks until some of his moans turn into groans.
