I gasp as he again engages his teeth more than usual, biting me.
But I like it.
I like how forceful he’s being.
Like he’s taking what’s his.
He sucks at my nipple like his life depends on it, and?—
A moment later, I’m naked except for my high heels. How did he get my dress down? My panties off?
He switches his mouth to my other breast and dips a finger into me with his free hand. He presses up against my G-spot quickly.
And I’m seeing stars.
“Oh, my God, Harrison!”
He laughs against my breast while he continues to suck on the nipple. Then he licks down my belly, around my bellybutton, and dives headfirst into my pussy.
He’s voracious. His tongue darts every which way—along my folds, inside me, and then circling my clit until… until…
I shatter, letting out a loud moan.
“Yes, babe,” he growls against me. “Moan for me. Let me hear how good I’m making you feel.”
Easily done. Because orgasm number two is rounding the bend. What the hell? What are these multiples I’m having with him?
I let out another moan, this one nearly a shriek.
He only eats me faster and more passionately until he brings a third and then a fourth orgasm.
I’m nearly sobbing with pleasure.
He finally relents and, quick as a flash, picks me up into his arms. “Bed?” he asks gruffly.
I swallow and point toward my bedroom. “Over there.”
He crosses the room in a few long strides, enters my bedroom, and throws me on the bed like I’m a sack of potatoes. He slowly undoes his belt buckle, unbuttons his jeans, and whips out his magnificent cock.
“Suck it.”
I sit on the edge of the bed and take his entire length into my mouth.
He groans as soon as I close my lips around his shaft. “Fuck, babe.”
I take that as a hint to speed up. I pump my mouth over him, running my tongue up and down his dick, stopping to pay special attention to the head. I pull on his balls with my other hand, which really drives him crazy.
“Babe, I’m getting close.”
Good. I keep sucking him while keeping my gaze locked on his. Three more pumps and he’s shooting into my mouth.
I swallow every last drop.
I pull back.
God. He’s still erect.
“Lie back on the bed,” he says, his gaze dark.
