I shut my eyes, savoring every single sensation so I’d remember it later. The scrape of his stubble against my stomach as his lips traveled over my body, the way he muttered a tortured curse when I hooked my leg around his hip, rocking against him and teasing us both. A shiver rolled down my spine from the dark desire in his eyes. I’d let him take whatever he wanted for as long as he wanted, as long as he wanted me.
“I want to touch you,” I pleaded on a moan as he writhed on top of me. When he let go of my hands, I flipped us over, my mouth heading straight for his glorious chest, dragging open-mouthed kisses and bites down his torso until I got to his belt buckle. Locking eyes with Tyler, I slowly undid his belt, running my mouth over the bulge in his pants until I slid them down his thighs.
“Fuck, Olivia,” he groaned, his head sinking into the pillow. I sucked him through his boxers, smiling wide when his hips lifted off the bed and his cock grew harder and bigger against my lips.
“If you keep doing that with your mouth, it’s all over. Get up here,” he growled.
“You don’t want my mouth on you?” I asked, raking my nails over his abs as I trailed my lips up and down his length. I wanted him undone in every single way. His face was crumpled in a tortured grimace, sweat beading at his temple, and I loved it.Imade him this crazy with need, and the pure joy of affecting him this way was more intoxicating than any drink we’d had tonight. I wanted him to explode in my mouth, across my breasts, and fill me up until he had nothing left.
“You’re serious?” He squinted at me, sitting up on his elbows. “I’ve dreamed of my cock in your mouth for most of my life. But there’s more I want first.”
Tyler grabbed me under my arms and pulled me up, attacking my mouth with a scorching, bruising kiss. He hooked his thumb into the lacy waistband of my panties and dragged them down my legs. I chuckled until his hand grazed over my core, stroking back and forth at a slow pace.
“Feels like you’re torturing the both of us, right? How long have you been this wet for me?”
“Always,” I admitted, my legs flailing back and forth as his finger circled my clit.
“Get on top, now.”
For once, I said nothing as I climbed on top of Tyler and straddled his waist.
“Do you have something? Please say you do.”
“I do,” he said, his eyes dark and full of heat. “But not yet.”
He grabbed my hips and pulled me up to his chest.
“Hold on to the headboard, and keep your hands there.” He scooted down the bed, spreading my thighs and settling them on his shoulders.
“Ride my face, Sanchez.”
“What— Holy shit, Tyler!” I cried out as his tongue swiped against my clit. He sucked on it hard enough to make my vision cloud up before kissing me deep, owning and torturing me with every glide of his tongue. I needed more friction, but I didn’t move, afraid my thick thighs would somehow suffocate him in my lust-crazed haze.
“I said ride, Olivia,” he growled, slapping my ass and bringing me closer to his mouth and snaking his tongue inside me. I banged my hand against the wall, not knowing what to do with myself and all this paralyzing sensation. The entire lower half of my body convulsed as Tyler tongue-fucked me without mercy, the beginnings of an orgasm coiling so tight I began to fear my own release.
One night with the man of my dreams was about to break me into nothing but shards of the tough girl I fought so hard to be.
“I’ll kill you if I move,” I croaked out, screaming when he went deeper and pressed his thumb against my clit.
“No better way to die,” he murmured.
A guttural moan dragged out of his throat when, finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and gripped the headboard, rocking against his face until my legs shook so hard I couldn’t feel them.
“Just like that. Right there, please,” I begged as Tyler dug his fingers into my thighs, moaning as his tongue curled inside me. My climax hit me fast and hard as I folded, resting my hand against the wall for purchase.
My eyes were still clenched shut when he moved me down on the bed. When I fluttered my lids open, his grin was wide and his mouth and chin were soaked with me. I raked a hand through his damp hair, brushing it off his sweaty forehead as his hazy eyes fixed on me.
“Youareas sweet as sugar. Stay right there.”
Tyler leaned over the bed and grabbed his wallet, sifting through it quickly before pulling out a foil packet.
I held out my hand, flashing a smile when he laid it on my palm.
“Make it quick, Sanchez. I need inside you before I lose my mind.”
I tore it open at the corner and inched the condom down his length. He scowled, hauling me to him by the nape of my neck and plundering my mouth as he crawled on top of me. He slid right in with one thrust as I was still drenched, then moving slowly as he buried his head in the crook of my shoulder.
“Tyler,” I breathed out, bucking my hips off the bed.
