“I welcome the challenge.”
“Let’s watch a movie or something,” I told her as we walked into her house.
She gawked at me. “Really?”
“No. Get your fine ass over here and kiss me, princess.” I pointed to the floor near my feet.
“No foreplay?” she asked as she took one step forward.
“Oh, there’ll be lots of that.”
“No romance?”
“Dinner was the romance, and now, it’s time for dessert.”
“Are you sure you want to do this?” she asked, glancing up at me from under her eyelashes.
“Do you want me?” I asked, crooking my finger at her, beckoning her forward.
“Uh, yeah.”
“Or do you only want my enormous dick?” I teased, trying to lighten the mood.
“Well. I do want you, but you’re not who I thought, Morgan,” she said, taking another step closer.
I leaned forward, bringing my lips close to hers. “Then kiss me, Race,” I whispered, holding her chin in my hand.
Her eyes changed as I stared into them. She hesitated for a moment before her lips touched mine, hesitantly at first before her breathing changed and the kiss became more ravenous.
She wove her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer. Using both of my hands, I squeezed her ass, grinding against her. Her moans spilled into my mouth, making my cock even harder.
Leaving one hand on her ass, I fisted her hair in the other and pulled her mouth away from mine. As her head tipped back, I took the opportunity to taste her neck.
Her smooth skin smelled like sweet caramel as my tongue slid down the side of her neck. Taking my time, I explored her neck, stopping for a moment over her pulse. Her heart drummed against my lips in an erratic rhythm.
As my lips found the top of her breast, her fingernails dug into my forearms, piercing the skin. I hissed, sucking in a quick breath as my tongue darted out and slid against her silky tit.
“Oh God,” she cried out, “don’t stop!”
I’d come this far and there was nothing that would stop me now. After releasing her, I grabbed the bottom of her tank top and pulled it over her head. The delicate lace of her bra barely hid her breasts as her nipples strained against the material, yearning to be touched. I brushed the pad of my thumb against it, seeing her shudder.
Before I dropped to my knees, I unfastened her bra and tossed it to the floor. Touching the small of her back, I pulled her toward me and buried my face between her breasts. At that very moment, I wished I had more than one mouth. There wasn’t a spot on her body I didn’t want to devour, and patience wasn’t something I had to spare.
My mouth went right and a hand cupped the left, making sure each would receive equal attention. Her hands dropped to her sides as she swayed. Her nipples grew even more taut as I sucked, and my cock strained for freedom.
When her body swayed again, I wrapped my arm around her back and held her steady. I alternated between each breast, using my teeth to give her a jolt when her body began to shake. I moaned, using the vibration to my advantage.
“You’re killing me,” she whined as I was about to switch sides again.
I didn’t reply. Some situations didn’t require words. I grazed her nipple with my teeth and undid the button on her jeans.
She wiggled as I pulled them down her legs. The girl had gone commando, and it was sexy as hell. All day she’d sat next to me with nothing between her pussy and me except for one scrap of material.
My fingers slid down her smooth mound and cupped her sex. I had to take a moment to regain my composure before I slid my fingers through her wetness. My mouth watered as the scent of her arousal finally hit me.
I groaned as I touched her pussy. Using the wetness on my fingers, I circled her clit, feeling the hardness against my fingertips. There was nothing I wanted to do more than to plunge my fingers inside her, but I wanted to tease her and make her beg for it.
I hadn’t released her nipple, so I sucked on it harder as I circled her clit. Her body shook in my arms as she gripped my shoulders with shaky fingers.
