Matt’s lips blazed a trail across my collarbones, then lower, his tongue flicking against my nipple. He paused just long enough to meet my eyes, the smirk returning before he latched on to my nipple.
I bucked my hips, a strangled noise escaping my throat as his teeth scraped lightly over the sensitive peak. My head fell back, a boneless thump against the pillows, and my mouth dropped open on a silent plea for more.
I arched off the bed as he sucked and teased the sensitive nub. My mind turned into a chaotic jumble of white-hot pleasure and desperate need. Every touch, every flick of his tongue sent bolts of electricity straight to my core.
Still, he toyed with me, teased me, his mouth scorching a path down my torso, his tongue flicking and swirling until I was squirming and mindless, mewling for more. My fingers threaded through his hair, holding him to me as if he might vanish if I didn’t keep him anchored.
His hand skimmed down my abdomen, fingers dancing over my skin like they were tracing an invisible map. By the time he reached my cock, I was practically vibrating with anticipation.
Then his mouth was on me, enveloping my length, and the world exploded into pure sensation. I cried out, my hips thrusting involuntarily as he took me deep, sucking hard in a way that had me seeing stars. The slick heat of his mouth was my undoing, his tongue swirling and teeth scraping lightly, and I lost all sense of control as he drove me to the edge almost instantly.
My hips bucked helplessly as he worked me over with skilled precision. I was adrift in a sea of sensation, my body arching off the bed, every nerve ending singing as I shattered, my hoarse cry echoing in the room. I lost all semblance of control as he swirled his tongue around the head before plunging back down again.Each pull and suck felt like it was drawing out every ounce of sanity I had left.
The pressure built to an unbearable peak until it finally shattered, leaving me undone and trembling beneath him as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over me. But Matt wasn’t done yet. His mouth worked me relentlessly through the storm of my climax, drawing out every last tremor until I was spent, my body limp and my mind afloat in a haze of pleasure.
Matt swallowed every last drop before pulling away with a satisfied grin that promised this was only the beginning. Then his mouth was back on mine before I had a chance to catch my breath, his kiss a bruising blend of heat and possession. I was still reeling from my climax, my limbs feeling like jelly, my mind floating in a fog of post-orgasmic bliss. It was like being struck by lightning twice in quick succession—my body wasn’t sure if it should surrender or fight back.
When I finally regained some semblance of control, I realized Matt had shifted his attention to my neck. His lips grazed the sensitive skin just below my ear before he latched on, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. A yelp escaped me as I squirmed under his hold.
“Goddamn, you’re so fucking cute,” he murmured against my skin. “And such a turn-on.” His voice dripped with raw hunger, and I felt his erection pressing against me, growing harder and hotter with every passing second.
Oh hell. That definitely needed dealing with, and for the life of me, I wasn’t looking forward to it. My mind raced, scrambling for an excuse to delay the inevitable. My stomach growled—loudly—and inspiration struck.
“I’m starving,” I blurted out, struggling to wriggle free from his grip. “Can we pick this up after dinner?”
Matt sighed heavily, clearly not thrilled about hitting pause. He grabbed my hand and pressed it against his cock, making me feel the full extent of his arousal.
“This,” he said, his voice a low growl, “can’t wait until after dinner.”
I swallowed hard, the weight of his demand pressing down on me almost as heavily as his body.
“I’m not ready yet,” I stammered out, hoping he’d understand the real reason behind my hesitation. “I need to… prepare first.”
“Alright, pet.” Matt heaved a dramatic sigh, his eyes dancing with a mix of amusement and challenge.
Before I could protest further, he maneuvered me onto my hands and knees, positioning me just the way he wanted. My stomach cramped with nervous butterflies, and my heart hammered like a drum. This was really happening.
“Wait,” I said in a small voice, hating the way I sounded—like a nervous kitten about to be devoured by a tiger. I shifted uncomfortably, my gaze flicking around the room. “Didn’t you hear what I said? I’m hungry. Can we just?—?”
“Relax, pup,” he murmured, his breath hot on the back of my neck as he nuzzled my earlobe with his lips. “I know.”
A shiver coursed through me at his intimate tone. His hands slid down my hips, warm and possessive, before he whispered his next request. “Clamp your legs together, nice and tight.”
Confusion flashed through me before realization hit like a lightning bolt. Oh. I did as instructed, squeezing my thighs firmly together.
He nestled himself behind me, his body a firm barrier against mine. I felt the graze of his belt against my backside as he undid it, followed by the soft rustle of his zipper. The sound, strangely enough, sent a shiver down my spine, anticipation mixing with nervousness.
Matt’s arms wrapped around me, his embrace tight and possessive as he pressed himself fully against my back, his arousal a hot brand against me. My body thrummed with awareness, every nerve ending tingling.
When his large erection slipped between my legs, I bit back a gasp. Matt’s cock rubbed against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, the friction igniting sparks of pleasure that shot straight to my core.
He started moving. It was a slow glide back and forth, his length sliding between my clamped thighs was an erotic torture I hadn’t expected. Every forward thrust rubbed against my own growing arousal, sending jolts of pleasure through me that left me breathless.
A low groan rumbled through Matt’s chest, the vibrations reverberating through me. My eyes fluttered shut, my head falling forward as I relished the friction. It was a maddening tease, each stroke of his hardness between my thighs sending shivers through my body, sparking pleasure that pooled in my core.
I couldn’t stop myself from peeking down, catching a glimpse of Matt’s cock—a thick, hardened length of flesh, bigger and longer than mine. It was an intimately erotic sight, one that ignited a flame of desire deep in my gut.
Without realizing it, I found myself growing hard again, my body responding to the sensual torture. It took me by surprise, this reaction, and part of me was shocked at my own audacity.
