My thighs shake, my breath turning heavy. “Both.”
He chuckles. “Greedy little angel. You can only choose one.”
“Fingers.” I say, looking away.
“Next question. Choose between these. First option: I’ll suck your hard nipples whenever you want. Second option: I’ll massage around your pussy.”
Why is he being so difficult, and from which filthy corner of his mind are these things coming?
“First option,” I breathe.
The darkness grows thicker, and with it, the tension deepens. Anticipation ruins every coherent thought in my mind, boiling my blood, making my thighs numb.
“One last question, Angel,” he breathes. “What will you give my dick first, your mouth or your pussy?”
“My mouth.” Only a flicker of light remains. “Right now.”
He chuckles, the sound dark and dangerous in the darkness. “Not now. Right now, I need to quench my thirst.”
He grabs both of my ankles and pulls me forward toward him. The next second, he removes my shorts and panty, and his mouth comes down on my core. I moan, clapping a hand over my mouth.
He licks all through me, slow and thorough. I grab his hair and ride his face, my hips moving on instinct. I’m already about to come within ten seconds.
He pulls his mouth away just a little, and I whimper in protest. Then he slides two fingers inside me and pumps them in and out rapidly. My entire body starts shaking, and when he starts sucking on my clit, I come.
Hard. Really hard. Every time he makes me come, I think I’ve never come like this before.
As I come down from my violent orgasm, I touch his shoulders as he hovers over me. I push him to the side, he falls onto the bed beside me.
“Are you sure you can suck my dick in this darkness?”
“Just remove your pants and leave the rest to me,” I say with an authority and confidence I don’t know the source of.
He chuckles and does exactly as I say. I settle between his thighs. My hands slide over his thighs, then wrap around his thick, heavy dick. I move my hand up and down along its length. His harsh breathing fills the space between us.
I lower myself and take the head into my mouth. My tongue slides over the tip. He groans low. The way we have to keep our noises restrained only makes it more thrilling. I take more of his length into my mouth. Within a few inches, it fills me completely.
I move my mouth and hand together over his length. His thighs shiver around me, and I’m aroused all over again. I move a little faster, my jaw aching from working around his thickness.
He grabs my hair, sounds of pleasure vibrating from his throat, and then fills my mouth with his thick, hot liquid. I try to swallow as much as I can, but some of it still spills out, falling over his pulsing dick.
I pull away once he calms down. I lick the bitter wetness from my lips. His scent floods my senses.
He pulls me up along his body. I lie down on his chest. He holds my face between his palms and pulls my lips down onto his. Our mixed fluids smear between our mouths as we suck on each other’s lips. I push my tongue inside, he grazes it with his teeth.
I pull back, breathless. His hands slide to my neck, then down my back, until they land on my naked ass cheeks. He grips them in his palms and spreads them apart, the stretch reaching all the way to my entrance.
His fingers slide inward and downward, spreading my folds from close range. The cool air from the air conditioner brushes against my sensitive skin. I moan against his neck.
“I want to fuck you so badly,” he groans.
He pushes two fingers inside, one from each hand. It feels more stretched. I take deep breaths to steady my burninglungs, my head spinning. He adds another finger, stretching me further.
“We need to stretch this little cunt for my dick, don’t we, Angel?” he mutters.
I nod against his cheek.
I’m hugging his neck tighter when he increases the speed, his thumb brushing my clit. Soon enough, I’m coming again. I bury my face deep in his neck, holding him so tightly I might actually choke him.
