Furthermore, I didn’t have the words to tell her to back off or to sit her ass down while I solved this case. I did the next best thing. I backed her into a corner of my kitchen and kissed her like there was no tomorrow.
I ran my hands down the length of another one of those T-shirts she wore with some witty saying on it and pulled it over her head. Tossing the shirt to the floor, I made a trail down the length of her abdomen, stopping to suck on the belly button ring and allow my tongue to make acquaintance with this particular hole in her body. Jodi’s stomach quivered as her hips pushed forward.
I lowered myself the rest of the way to my knees and reached for the button of her jeans. From there, I quickly tugged her jeans and panties down her legs, freeing from her body. Those, too, were tossed over my shoulder and discarded like day-old mail.
Hooking my arm underneath her leg, I brought it to rest on my shoulder, bringing my face to her opening.
“You like talking shit, but you’re always wet for me,” I declared, pulling back to stare at her.
Her gaze narrowed and lips thinned.
I chuckled, because though annoyed by my comment, she couldn’t say it was inaccurate.
“Fuc— Oohh, shit,” she hissed when I shut her up by covering her swollen button with my mouth.
I moaned against her pussy lips. My body flooded with a need to devour all of her. With my free arm, I scooped her standing leg over my shoulder, spreading her thighs fully. Slowly, I raised to my feet, holding her body between me and the wall. She tensed, taking in a sharp breath. Her hands went to my shoulders, but I held firm, still licking and tasting at the wetness that poured from her core.
Eventually, her body relaxed as her confidence in my ability to hold her weight grew.
“Oh, Micah,” she moaned when I stuck my tongue as far as it would reach into her center. Her legs shook. “Fuck! What are you doing to me?” she cried out.
I refused to process that question because I’d be forced to ask her the same thing. Instead, I worked on consuming her. I wanted every part of her mind, body, and soul. I needed to feel the ripple of her body as her orgasm billowed up from the soles of her feet. I desperately tickled her clit with my tongue, seeking the trembling of her thighs when she was on the verge. Kneading her legs and ass, I encouraged the tortured moans and sounds that tore from the back of her throat. I wanted all of that shit.
I got it.
Soon, Jodi’s pussy gushed with the milky, sticky wetness that I’d craved. I let her essence coat my beard, licking her through her first orgasm.
Before I gave her body a chance to relax, I lowered her legs to the floor, giving myself enough space to unbutton my jeans. Pulling my cock free, I removed my wallet out of my back pocket, grabbing for the condom I kept there.
“Wait,” Jodi insisted, covering my hands with hers. “Now it’s my turn,” she declared.
My brain must’ve gone hazy for a full minute because one moment I was processing what she’d said and the next, I found my back pressed against the wall, Jodi on her knees in front of me. I almost came full force, at the sight of her wrapping those delectable lips around my dick.
“Shit,” I grunted, at a complete loss for words. I pushed my hair back, out of my face, when it threatened to invade my view of the sight before me. I’d never felt something so damn good as Jodi’s warm mouth around the tip of my cock. She used both hands to deliver a perfect twisting motion around most of my length while she used her mouth on the first few inches.
My knees almost buckled at the tingles that moved up and through my body. My breathing became labored as the wonderfully tortuous motions she was putting on me threatened to stop my body’s basic biological functioning. In a matter of minutes, my hips involuntarily surged forward. I fisted my hands at my sides and let the orgasm rip through me. It was so violent that I let out the wildest scream. I panted, and my muscles tightened as surge after surge of sensations passed. In between pulses, I looked down.
Fuck,my brain shouted as she continued sucking, swallowing my come. I couldn’t stand to not be inside of her any longer. Somehow, I found the strength to pull my cock free from her mouth. I lifted her by her arms and shifted our bodies so that she was against the wall once again.
“You’re so big,” she groaned when I lifted her legs by the knees, wrapping her legs around my waist and pushed inside of her.
“Take all of me,” I demanded, pounding into her, seeking to bring both of us to our second completions of the night.
Every inch of my skin felt sensitized. Even the lightest brush of Jodi’s legs across my hips caused goosebumps to form on my arms. I placed both of my forearms against the wall, moving in close enough to capture her lips while I continued to plunder her body.
She draped her arms around my neck before pulling back, letting her head fall against the wall. “Why d-do you f-feel so good?” She asked through trembling lips.
I stared down at her, peering into her eyes, not knowing what the hell was happening to me but knowing that there was jackshit I could do to stop it. Moreover, I didn’t want to stop it. A tiny voice yelled at me to stop, to not get in any deeper. But right then, I knew the voice had lost out. Because that was the moment Jodi and I came together.
I released my orgasm inside of her more powerfully than I could ever remember doing before. My entire body shook and trembled as the orgasm tore through me. Jodi’s passionate cries elevated the feelings racing through me.
Minutes later, both of us were respiring heavily, desperately sucking in air.
“I’m s-still going to the sh-sheriff’s department with you,” Jodi stuttered out minutes later as I withdrew from her body.
“We’ll see about that,” I said, picking her up to head up the stairs to my bedroom.
Chapter Twenty-Two
