My fingers curl in his hair, nails scraping lightly against his scalp. He makes a noise that is half groan and kisses his way back to my mouth before moving his way down my neck to my shoulder and then my breast. Talon open-mouth kisses my cleavage until he reaches my nipple; his tongue runs around the stiff bud before sucking it into his mouth hard.
I slide one hand down, hooking my fingers into his waistband.
“Lift,” I whisper.
He does, hips rising just enough for me to drag his pants down. He kicks them off without ever taking his mouth from my tits.
Wrapping my hand around his hard length, I stroke him from root to tip with a firm grip. When I get to the head, I twist my hand and swipe my thumb across his slit to gather the pre-cum and use it to stroke him harder.
“Pen….” he groans.
“You better show me how bad you want me, Talon, or I’ll make you come in my hand like a first-timer.”
“You already made me feel that way at Velvet.” He nips my tight bud between his teeth.
“Well then. I guess this is the makeup. I wanna come on your face, and then I’ll let you fuck me.”
“Is that so?” he smirks.
“It is.” I put a hand on the top of his head. “Now get to work.” I push him down to where I want him. He’s run his mouth to me enough with blackmail and sass; it’s time to see what else it can do.
Talon hooks his fingers in my pants and pulls them down and off my legs before throwing them to the floor. I went sans panties today, so there’s nothing left for him to take off to get his dessert. I spread my thighs and let him see how wet and wanting I am.
He licks his lips as he stares at me before running his right index finger through my folds. “You’re soaked, baby. Is that all for me?”
“Put your mouth on me and see if I taste like yours.”
He listens just like he did at Velvet, flattening his tongue and licking me from hole to clit in one slow movement. Then he takes my clit between his teeth lightly and hums.
I moan at the sting, but it also feels amazing. “More.”
Talon flicks his tongue up and down my clit, feasting on me like a sundae on a hot summer day. I grind against his facewanting more pressure, more of the feel of his mouth finally on me. Two fingers sink into my pussy and hook upward, rubbing against my walls as they pull out only to sink inside and repeat.
“Fuck. Yes. Just like that, Talon. Make me come on your tongue.”
He sucks my bundle of nerves into his mouth while his tongue continues to lap at me. It’s too much. I scream as my back arches off the bed and my eyes squeeze shut.
He doesn’t stop; his tongue laps at me as the heat explodes through my body, and my heart feels like it’s going to explode.
When I come down, Talon kisses my clit before looking up at me with a shit eating grin on his face.
“You taste like mine, but youdefinitelyscream like you’re mine.”
I roll my eyes and sit up, wrapping my hand around his neck and pulling him down onto me in a searing kiss. He tastes like my pussy and himself all at once—warm, dirty, addictive. We kiss, our tongues battling for power, but I know just how to get the upper hand.
In one quick movement, I roll and pin him beneath me, our foreheads touching, and I kiss his lips quickly as I reach between us, grabbing his cock and position him at my entrance.
Sitting up, I let his tip sit at my entrance, teasing him briefly before sinking down onto him in one fluid movement.
“Fuuck!” He hisses, bottoming out inside of me.
I roll my hips once, twice, three times before I really start to ride him. Gliding my hips back and forth as fast as I can, I feel like I’m riding one of those bulls at a cowboy bar, but it’s just my newest boyfriend.
I want him to know who’s still in charge here, who’s making him feel this good.
The familiar warmth of my orgasm building starts in my belly, and I know if I keep up this pace I’ll come. Which is whatI want because I have a little surprise up my sleeve for Talon. I continue to roll my hips, and I watch as he stares up at me in awe. It’s then I realize he’s been wearing his glasses this whole time, and I decide that the new rule is he wears them every time we fuck. I feel like I’m riding a sexy librarian, and I’m here for it.
“I’m gonna come, Baby,” he murmurs.
