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The room was surprisingly clean for a bachelor, and the bed even smelled freshly laundered when Justin lowered me onto the blue quilt. Maybe it was just my college experience talking. Or maybe Justin had more of a handle on life than I’d given himcredit for. I was happy to be wrong, especially when he rained a trail of kisses over my collarbone before moving lower.
I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I want you inside me.” I tended to be quieter in bed, but I was desperate for relief.
“Keep talking like that and this will be over too soon.” He pulled one strap down over my shoulder and followed it with his lips.
My breast popped free and he groaned as he took my nipple into his mouth. “Fuck.” My head fell back against the pillow as the rush of sensations swam over me. I was ready to combust, my skin on fire. I rocked my hips, letting him press his cock into me.
His tongue swirled over my nipple until it drew into a tight bud that he rasped again and again with his tongue.
I slid my hands over his shoulders and down his back, feeling each dip and ridge of pronounced muscle. When I moved to his stomach, he angled us to the side so I’d have access to his pants and didn’t try to stop me from releasing the button and unzipping his fly. I worked my hand into his boxers. I stilled when I found him.
“Impressed?” His question was far too cocky, but hot damn. With a dick that size, he could be as cocky as he wanted.
“You have no idea.” I stroked him, hard, going from base to tip, then palming his head until precum coated my fingers.
He lifted his head and stared down at me, his eyes cerulean in the soft lamp light. “I want to taste you, Lucy. Are you okay with that?”
“Only if I can return the favor.” I gave him an extra tight pump and grinned wickedly when he closed his eyes.
He inched out of my grasp, continuing to kiss me as he traveled down my stomach. He stopped there and swirled his tongue over my naval. Both his hands gripped my skirt and leggings, and he pulled them down in a swift motion that leftme bare to my ankles. Sitting back on his heels, he removed my boots and finished taking off my clothes. His eyes devoured me the whole time. “I’m going to make you come on my tongue, Lucy girl.” He parted my legs and stared down at me. His tongue darted out between his teeth and he lowered his head to my pussy.
He stroked me hard and fast, then slow and easy, never giving me one tempo long enough to find a rhythm.
I gripped his head and cursed when his tongue worked over my clit. “Do it again.”
He complied, the rough rasp of him eating me out filling the room. I cried out when he left my clit, then cursed again when he stiffened his tongue and thrust it inside me. The angle put his nose against my clit, and he used it to his advantage, managing to stroke me with his nose while he tongue fucked me.
“I’m coming.” My thighs quivered and I gripped his shoulders when he spread me wider and fucked me harder. “Oh, God. Right there.” My mouth fell open as I panted and my orgasm rushed through me.
Justin licked and sucked, his quiet murmurs soothing until my legs stopped shaking. He crawled back up my body, kissing every square inch of me. He paused when he reached my breasts and finally took my bra off with a flick of his fingers. His cock prodded my entrance. “I’ll have to go slow. Stop me if it gets uncomfortable.”
“Not yet.” I held his shoulders and pushed. “My turn.”
“You don’t have to.” He stared down at me, and something flashed in his eyes.
It almost looked like insecurity. But that couldn’t be right. I shook the thought away and pushed again. “Please. I want to.”
Almost reluctantly, he rolled onto his back and put his hands behind his head. His cock was the most magnificent thing I’d ever seen. Not that I had a lot to compare to, but there was noshortage of dick pics that I’d deleted from my phone. I scooted onto my knees and brought my hair over my shoulder. Curiosity and desperate need brought my hands around him to lift his cock to my mouth. He was thick enough that one hand didn’t circle him fully, and there was no way I’d get much of him in my mouth, but I wanted to try.
Watching him from the side, I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock, then took the tip into my mouth and sucked.
“Damn it.” He gripped the headboard behind him and squeezed.
“What?” I repeated the motion and his cock jerked in my hands as it swelled bigger. “Is something wrong?”
“You don’t know what you’re doing to me.” His eyes shot wide when I lowered my mouth over him as far as I could go and wrapped both hands around his shaft beneath my lips. I used both together to stroke him. “Lucy.” He growled my name in that tone, the dark, gravelly one that made all sorts of dirty thoughts rattle loose in my head.
“Hmm?” I popped him out of my mouth but kept my hands moving.
Tendons stood out on either side of his neck and his arms shook where he held the headboard. “You have to stop.”
“Why?” I licked him again, just to see what he’d do, and he bucked in my grasp. “Interesting.” What else drove this man wild? He wasn’t inexperienced. I knew that based on how well he ate pussy. But something about receiving a blow job set off a darkness in him that I found utterly fascinating. I released his cock and swung my leg over his lap, sitting so he rested flush between my folds. I rolled my hips over his length and arched my back. “You’re going to feel so good inside me, Justin.”
I lifted onto my knees and reached between us to guide him into position. It was going to take a little work to get all of him inside me, but there was no way I was missing this. I eased overhim. Prickles of pleasure started at the base of my neck and spread to my scalp.
“You’re so tight.” He ground his teeth together and knocked the back of his head against the wall. “You might not be able to take all of me.”
“Oh, I will.” I rode the few inches I’d taken in, then moved my hand out of the way and worked my way lower. “You’re big. So big.” He stretched me, filling me so that I felt every bump and ridge. I took him in, every last inch. “Fuck me, Justin.” I arched my back and gripped his thighs.
