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His gaze dropped, staring intently at my movements. The tip of his pink tongue darted out, swiping over his lower lip. Lifting his eyes, he met mine in the dark. “Make me feel,” he begged, ass rubbing against the top of my thighs.
I didn’t give in.
I shattered.
The sound of it echoing around the otherwise quiet room was cut off when our lips smashed together. Groaning, I sucked his bottom lip, then licked into his mouth, tangling our tongues until there weren’t two of us anymore, just one.
Wanting less between us, I pushed the jacket off his shoulders and down his arms. When it was gone, I ripped the T-shirt over his head and tossed it away. Still devouring each other’s mouths, I ran my hands over his newly bared torso, kneading and caressing every place I could reach.
He tasted like coffee with a hint of sweet caramel. The cinnamon gum I’d popped in the car added a spicy flavor that turned him feral. Bucking closer, he moaned, arms clamping around my neck, our torsos plastered so tight I could feel every ridge of his rippling muscle. Between us, his dick was swollen and spasming, already pleading to cum.
Filling my hands with his perfect ass, I groped and massaged, dragging a finger over the seam of his crack. Whimpering, he pushed a hand between us to pop the button on his jeans. I was still on my knees on the floor, legs bent beneath me. Matthew was not small in size, but he was still my princess. Hidden away inside him was an unspoken desire to be manhandled and overpowered so he felt safe and protected.
Clutching his ass, I rose to my knees and slowly stood, ignoring the burn in my lower body as I straightened off the floor with him still in my arms. When I made it to my feet, my arms and legs were trembling, but I hefted him higher and held him closer. Our lips popped apart, and he whined, chin resting on my shoulder as he clung.
“You’re mine to hold,” I whispered. “To carry.” Turning toward the bed, I stared at the pink blanket among the others I’d provided. “To love.”
His body went rigid, pulling away from mine. I kept hold of him as he searched my face, his expression vacillating between fear and hope.
“Get ready to feel it,” I whispered, dragging his body against mine as I lowered him to his feet.
His balance was unsteady, so when I knelt in front of him, I guided his hand into my hair. He gripped the strands as the sound of the fly on his jeans sliding down filled the quiet room. The second his jeans were open, I pulled them down his legs, the sight of his flushed, rigid dick stealing my attention.
“God, baby, that looks painful,” I murmured, wrapping my fist around it instantly to give it a firm squeeze. He let out a moan, hips jutting in my direction. Keeping hold of his shaft, I leaned in, swiping the flat of my tongue over his tip.
The pungent, salty taste smeared across my tastebuds, and I lapped at him again. “You’re so wet for me already.”
“It hurts,” he confessed. “I need release so damn bad.”
Swirling my lips around his tip one more time, I pulled back so he was poised against my lips. “Can you come twice for me tonight, Matthew?” I asked, looking up his torso.
He nodded eagerly.
“I know you can. You’re such a good boy.”
More salty liquid gushed from his tip, smearing my lips. Holding him at the base, I swiped his head over my saturated lips, rubbing in his essence. His stomach contracted, tightening to the point I could count the individual muscles, and his Adonis belt protruded from his hips like he was carved from fucking granite. Moaning, I reached up, running my hand over the ligament, following its path back to his dick.
Knowing he was at his limit, I sank over him, pushing until his entire length was encased in the warmth of my mouth. The hands in my hair tightened to borderline painful, and I took that pain, hoping it would lessen some of his.
I shoved a little deeper, feeling his head hit the back of my throat. I relaxed, letting my body sheath his until I had to draw back. His angry, red dick stood straight off his body, the skin tight and shiny from my saliva.
“Come for me, Matthew, right down my throat,” I growled, sliding back over him and bobbing my head with reckless intent.
His entire body went taut, and a strangled cry echoed over my head as he did exactly as I demanded and unleashed all that pent-up tension.
My throat worked to swallow it all, lips gentling to drag back and suckle his tip softly. His body sagged, knees buckling.
I pulled back and caught him around the waist, tipping him so he toppled onto the bed. His pants were still around his ankles, and I quickly pulled them off along with his socks.
The fucking sight he made sprawled out on the bed, completely naked, gasping for breath as he stared up at me with heavy eyes. His cock was softened and sated against his balls. Satisfaction rumbled through me, knowing I was the one who’d given him what he needed.
Towering over him, I stood between his knees and stripped my clothes until I was as naked as him. His gaze was greedy, lingering on my chest and over my ink. Even though I’d just made him come, he stared as if he wanted more. I grabbed my rod and jacked it slowly, the urge to shoot all over him and rub it into his skin almost irresistible.
When I stepped from between his legs, he made a stricken sound, and I came back to lay a palm over his quivering thigh. “I’m not going anywhere, princess. I’m just getting the lube.”
He settled, and I grabbed the bottle from the nightstand, climbing onto the bed. He was still halfway down the mattress, so I dragged him farther up and pushed a pillow beneath his head.
“Look at you,” I murmured, rising onto my knees beside him. “All spread out on that pink blanket, relaxed and ready for me.”
