Suddenly there was heat at my back and Kess’s hand was high up on my chest. Not quite a hand necklace, but close enough.
I melted back against him, and he flexed his fingers.
“So, this shower of yours?” he asked, his voice rough and dark. “Very thorough, you said, right?”
I hitched, unable for even one second to be anything approaching sassy or cool. “Mmhmm.”
Kess let out a shuddering breath, then buried his nose in my hair and inhaled, almost as if he was trying to steady himself. “Then I want nothing more than to taste you, baby.”
I swear, I left my body for a second there. Astral projected into the universe and came back, only to beg with a broken, “Please.”
The sound that came from his chest was almost animal. He yanked my shirt over my head, then made quick work of my belt, jeans, and underwear, shoving them down to my knees.
“Grab hold of the counter and widen your legs as much as you can.”
I did as asked and he came up behind me, rubbing my belly. He then gave my cock a light squeeze before moving his hands to my ass. He spread my cheeks and I started to stiffen up.
“Fucking hell.” He nuzzled my ear. “Your hole is so fucking sexy,” he said on a gravelly whisper.
His desire was like hot butter, and whatever hesitation I’d had melted away in an instant. I gripped the counter and pushed my ass out. He made a growly sound as he massaged my cheeks, pulling them even farther apart as he knelt behind me.
He nipped one cheek, and I jumped, then he nipped the other. I nearly choked on my own spit when he ran his hot, wet tongue up my seam.
“Fuck,” I spat out, shifting on my feet. “This might be better than the blow job.”
He repeated the move a few more times, his tongue rasping against the hair, a sound that sent shivers up my neck. This was fucking amazing, but I shook my head.
“No, nothing is better than the blow job.”
Kess laughed and continued licking me from my nuts to the top of my crack, massaging my ass. When the tip of his tongue circled my hole, I rose on my tiptoes, pulling away.Too much, too much.
But I also needed it, so I pushed back. Kess’s dark chuckle made me want to beg him to tongue fuck me. Turned out, no begging was required. He concentrated on my taint and hole, playing up the nerves until I was a babbling, incoherent mess. When he worked the stiff tip of his tongue inside me, I almost saw God.
He stayed there, fucking me on his tongue, sending me out of my fucking mind. I’d never considered that I could come hands-free, but the way it was building, I might. My cock was as hard as it’d ever been, and my nuts ached as the orgasm started to takehold. Just as I was about to go over the edge, however, he pulled back.
“Motherfucker,” I cursed.
He laughed as he stood, then wrapped an arm around my chest, giving my cock a stroke with his free hand.
“Can I assume that you’re a fan of rimming now?” he rumbled in my ear.
“Fuck. Yes,” I said, rolling my hips in time with his stroking.
God, I needed to come so badly.
He tightened his grip on my cock, then ran a thumb over my nipple.
“Kess.”
“Do you know how fucking sexy you are, baby?”
“Nngh.”
“You’ve got such a tiny little virgin hole, baby. And now it’s so soft and pretty.” He thumbed my slit, smearing the pre-cum over my cock head. “One of these days, when you’re so desperate for me that you’re begging, I’ll eat you out, just like this, and then I’ll slip inside you and fill you up so good, you’ll never want me to leave your body.”
I clenched, imagining that I was squeezing around his thick cock, and wanted it so badly.
Needed it.
