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My lips part on an inhale and my eyes swim. “Brent,” I breath his name in prayer and cup his cheek.
He leans down as if to kiss me but instead, he stops just short of my lips. “You’re wearing too many clothes,princess.”
I give him a goofy grin and raise my arms so he can pull my jumper up and over my head. Tossing the garment to the floor to join his, he rakes his eyes over my bare breasts. I’m not shy about my body, but I find myself hoping he likes what he sees as he takes in his fill. He dips his head and takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and flicking his tongue over the point. I groan, falling back down to the bed and bringing him with me while his hand comes up to palm the other breast. Every lick, flick and suck sends a bolt of tingling lightning to my pussy and I am starting to think I might get off just from this. When he releases my nipple with a pop, I expect him to work on unbuttoning my jeans, but he just moves on to the one.
“Brent, please. I need you,” I whine.
“I’ve waited six years for this, princess. You won’t rush me now,” he murmurs against my wet skin. The cool air and vibrations from his rich tenor, have my back arching off the bed.
He must notice my desperation as he kisses down my stomach and slowly unbuttons my jeans, pulling both them and my underwear down my legs. Once I am completely naked, he sits back to look at me, gliding his hands over my thighs and hips.
“You are so goddamn beautiful.”
“I want to see you.” For years I have wondered what my giant crush had been packing, and I am also curious to see where his ink ends.
He smiles wickedly and steps off the bed to pop his jeans open and pushing them down his legs along with his boxers. I sit up and gape at him. Holy. Fucking. Moly.
“You have your dick pierced?” My eyes bulge taking in the silver bar going through the head of his cock.
“Surprised?” he smirks.
“Uh, yeah…have you always had that?”
He chuckles, “I wasn’t born with it, princess.”
“I mean since I’ve known you.”
“Yeah,” he leisurely strokes his cock and I watch the movement, my mouth watering.
I scramble off the bed and to my knees before he can say anything. Planting my hands on his hips where the ink trails offto end at his thigh, I come face to face with the beast he’s been hiding away from me. He’s hard, his length curving up slightly toward his stomach. I take him in my hand and give him a couple of pumps before licking at the silver bar. He grunts and hangs his head forward to watch me swirl my tongue over the head of his cock. Unlike Hayden, he doesn’t rush me or make demands, Brent lets me savour him. I seal my lips around his crown and hollow my cheeks to suck him down to the back of my throat. Swallowing, my throat muscles work around him, I feel the metal bar against my tonsils and his responding moan has my clit throbbing.
“Elle, Christ,” he grabs my hair and pulls me off of his cock. “I don’t want to come in your mouth.” His chest heaves and he’s coated in a thin sheen of sweat. Pulling me up by my hair, my scalp stinging and the pain only adding to my pleasure, he wraps me in his arms and kisses me again. We’re all skin on skin, heat on heat, and lust on lust.
Back on the bed, he pushes my thighs apart roughly and strokes a finger through my folds, feeling the evidence of my arousal.
“So fucking ready for me, princess,” he mumbles against my lips between kisses.
“Yes,” I pant.
“I want to taste you,” he starts moving down but I pull him back up.
“Next time. Please, Brent. I can’t wait any more. Fuck me, now.”
He holds me close, kissing me long and hard before pulling away and looking down at me, his brows drawn together. “I have condoms…” the ‘but’ was silent and I smiled up at him.
“No, just you, I want to feel all of you. You know I’m tested and I have the implant. We’re good, please just take me.”
“I can show you my test results if you—”
I pull him down to me before he can finish that thought, I’m over the talking section of this evening. I roll my hips so his tip pokes at my entrance and gasp as he pushes forward to sink in before withdrawing and then pushing all the way in. He’s stretching me more than I have been before and he gives me a moment to adjust, bending to take my lips with his.
“You good?”
I nod, writhing beneath him in a silent plea for him to move. He doesn’t disappoint, pumping in slow but hard thrusts. His piercing rubs along my inner walls, hitting every bump and crevice on the way. Each stroke builds a tightening in my lower belly, and I moan long and low.
“You feel so fucking good, princess.”
“Brent, oh God. I’m close…I need, I…”
