Heat bloomed in my pelvis and my clit pulsed. I stared at his face for a moment and realized he truly was asleep. I didn’t want my horniness to disturb the rest he so obviously needed, so I slowly began to extricate myself from his grasp.
He frowned slightly and made a noise low in his throat, his hand lifting to grasp my wrist and pulling it down to his hard cock.
I had to bite back a laugh. Either he was awake and just messing with me or the man was a horn dog even in his sleep. I wrapped my fingers around his length and gave him an experimental stroke. The frown between his eyebrows disappeared and his hips moved toward me.
I decided that, faking sleep or not, Landen probably wouldn’t mind waking up to my mouth on him. And if he was still tired after I was done, he could nap in my bed all day. I didn’t care if he did. In fact, I would probably stay in bed with him. I could cuddle up to him and read if I wasn’t sleepy.
I rolled deeper into Landen’s body and he automatically turned onto his back, one hand coming down to grasp a hand full of my ass and the other lifting to cup my breast through my tank top.
I stroked him again as I placed my lips against his sternum then lower on his belly. His abdominal muscles flexed as my mouth traveled over to his hip so I could trail my tongue down his inner thigh. He released his grip on my breast as I turned, kneeling beside him rather than between his legs.
I turned my head to look up at him as I opened my mouth and ran the flat of my tongue along his cock from root to tip. His eyes were still closed but his lashes fluttered as he moaned and his hips lifted toward my face.
Smiling, I parted my lips and took him inside my mouth. He was hot and smooth as I took him as deep as I was able. As I lifted back up, flicking the tip with my tongue, I heard him inhale sharply and felt his body tense. He was awake.
I knew it before he groaned deep in his throat and sank his hands in my hair, pulling it away from my face. Using my hand, I stroked downward as my mouth followed the motion.
Despite the fact that we spent most of our time together naked last weekend, Landen remained in control each and every time. He hadn’t given me a chance to explore him the way he explored me and I intended to do just that. Right now.
As I leaned over him, I experimented with my hand and mouth, listening for the moment when his breath would catch or feeling the muscles tighten in his thighs. When I did, I would repeat the motion again. Usually he would groan or his hands in my hair would tug slightly and I knew he liked it.
Suddenly, he reared up and grasped my hips. I gasped and stifled a squeal as he lifted my lower body and turned me so that my knees were on either side of his head.
“Don’t stop,” he commanded gruffly, his voice rough with sleep and arousal. Landen ran his hands up the backs of my thighs before hooking a thumb under the leg of my panties and tugging it aside.
I lowered my mouth back to his cock just as the flat of his tongue ran over my clit and up to my opening. I moaned long and deep as his lips latched onto my clit and suckled. His thigh muscles flexed as the vibrations moved down his cock and his hips gave a short upward thrust. He stopped, pulling away a little when I made a slight choking sound.
“Sorry,” he muttered against my pussy.
I didn’t reply verbally, instead wrapping my fingers around him and setting a slow, deep pace with my hand and mouth.
He took my cue and his lips and tongue returned to my clit, sucking and flicking in sure, strong strokes, mimicking the pace of my mouth. When I moaned again, his entire body trembled beneath me and I knew he was close. I tightened my grip on his cock and sucked him just a bit harder as he thrust one, then two fingers into my body.
We fell into a wild, desperate rhythm and I knew my thighs were shaking just as much as his when he devoured me with ferocity. I understood then that he wasn’t going to come until I did. Or we came together, something that I’d never experienced during oral sex before.
His other hand moved between us, sliding up my tank top until it cupped my breast. As he sucked my clit hard, flicking it with his tongue, he pinched my nipple and tugged it sharply.
That was all it took.
I moaned, loud and long, around his cock as the orgasm washed over me. Somehow I managed to keep stroking and sucking as my body shuddered over him.
“Shit, I’m gonna—” His voice broke and his hips canted slightly, letting me know that he was close.
I took him as deep as I could and swallowed as he came, my body trembling as he used his thumb to milk the last of the orgasm from my body.
When his body relaxed beneath mine, I gave him one last lick on the tip of his cock, making his hips jerk, and released him from my mouth. I rolled on my side, my head resting on his thigh so that I could see his face.
Landen’s eyes were closed and his chest moved up and down with his quick breaths. He had one hand on my hip and the other resting on his belly.
“Good morning,” I murmured, smiling slightly at the sated expression on his face.
His eyelids lifted and he looked down at me with glittering eyes. “If that’s how you say good morning, I’m spending every night here.”
