I am not a man of many words, so when I broke our kiss; I had a one-word instruction: “Bedroom.”
The look she gave me before spinning on her heels sent the blood galloping to my dick. The minute we arrived in her room, she looked over her shoulder.
“Can you help me with my zipper?” Jo pulled her hair over one shoulder, giving me unfettered access.
Hell yes!I thought.There is nothing sexier than a woman who knows what she wants and goes for it.
The sound of me pulling her zipper down filled the room. I wasted no time in helping her out of her dress. The thong left her ass cheeks exposed. I resisted the urge to sink my teeth into them, but not to give them a love smack.
Jo matched my energy. She turned around and held out her hand. “Jacket.”
No one can say I can’t follow instructions. In fact, I went above and beyond. Not only did I give her my jacket, but I unbuttoned my shirt and handed it to her too.
“I like your tattoos,” she complimented me, pointing at them.
I took her hands and place them on my chest.
“And your muscles.”
I flexed my pecs under her touch.
She raised one eyebrow and chuckled. “You’re overdressed.”
“You are very direct.” I reached for my belt, unbuckling it.
“Would you prefer I weren’t?” Jo challenged her nails tracing across my chest.
“No, I like it.” I didn’t waste any time getting out of my pants.
“Oh, my.” Jo pressed her hand to her chest after looking down at my dick saluting her.
The compliment is flattering, and not unwarranted.
Shitty as it was to think of it, fuck, I didn’t have protection with me. I had no intention of hooking up at my buddy’s wedding.
I can’t think of a time I’ve ever been so distracted by a woman that I’ve forgotten the essentials. Despite how breathtaking she was and my state of readiness, there was no way we could proceedwithout it.
“Tell me you have protection.” I could hear the plea in my tone.
“Yes, of course!”
Yahtzee! Our night wouldn’t be cut short. Not that I would have left right away. We certainly could have enjoyed each other without the main event. However, this outcome was far better. After she retrieved the packets from her bedside, I guided her onto the bed.
Jo lay back, using her elbow to prop herself up. Her mahogany-coloured thick thighs fell open without my prompting. The entire time she kept eye contact with me. Have I mentioned what a turn-on a woman with confidence is?
As eager as I was to slide into her, I needed to make sure she was ready to take me. There was no better way to do so than to bring her to release. What can I say? I’m a giver. Fuck, I hope she is super vocal.
The image before me was enticing. A neat trim covered her mons and plump nether lips. I licked my lips in anticipation, and I made myself comfortable between her thighs. The scent of her arousal greeted me.
“Mmm, do you taste as good as you smell?” I wondered aloud.
I swiped at her folds. A moan of approval encouraged my exploring tongue.
“You taste so good,” I groaned between licks.
Her taste was a delicious cocktail of tangy sweetness. She was so wet, and it was all for me. I lapped up all thedelicious goodness. I could have gotten lost in enjoying the flavour all night if not for the telltale signs she was getting close to coming. Jo’s breathing hitched, and her thighs shook ever so slightly.
My tongue contacted her already hardened pearl.
