I tentatively leaned down and kissed him. He slid a big hand behind my neck and deepened the kiss. Then he started to move his mouth down.
I gasped when he connected with the sensitive nerves on my neck. I loved how that felt.
But I loved it even more when he unclasped my bra and his warm hands cupped my breasts.
He teased my nipples with the pads of his thumbs while I watched him and tried to breathe normally.
“With your tongue,” I told him.
His big hands pulled me roughly against him, and then his hot mouth latched on to one of my nipples, sucking and tugging with a ferocity that should have hurt but instead made a spot between my legs tingle wildly.
I cried out as my head fell back. The things he was doing were making my entire body melt.
Now his mouth was on my other breast and his hands were on my pants, pulling them down.
We broke away for a moment so I could frantically kick off my pants and then went right back to where we’d left off.I jiggled my breast in front of his mouth, sighing when he returned to his rhythmic sucking and teasing.
I squirmed when his hands curved over my hips, my butt.
And then, finally, they were sliding up my thighs.
Fingers teased the sensitive place around my entrance, barely inside of me but making me squirm shamelessly.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he breathed as his teeth grazed my aroused nipple.
I wanted his pants off. I pushed his hand away, sat back on my haunches, and pulled at the drawstring of his joggers. I lifted up onto my knees while he lifted his hips and kicked off his pants.
I sat back on his bare, muscular thighs and just felt awe when I looked at his cock. It was thick and stiff, thrusting rigidly upward.
He watched me with hooded eyes when I grasped it in my fist. It was heavy, but silky smooth. The tip felt like velvet against my fingertips. I watched in fascination as a drop of liquid pearled on the top.
My eyes lifted to his. He was watching me with an intensity that should have incinerated me.
I rose on my knees and shuffled toward him before bracing one hand on his thick shoulder.
He watched me, but didn’t move.
Breathless from nerves, I grabbed his thick member and gingerly lowered my hips down until I felt his bulbous head butt against my slick entrance.
The contact sent a sharp thrill up my spine.
Every time before, he’d expertly inserted himself into me. Now I was balancing over him with shaking thighs and shallow breaths.
He was watching me closely, his big hands resting loosely on my hips.
I slowly pressed myself down onto him. The thick tip of his cock pushed past the sensitive walls of my entrance, and I gasped and held still while sensations rolled over me.
His breath hitched and his entire body tightened, but he remained still.
I focused on slowly sliding myself down the length of him. His cock was so thick that it stretched me in waves rolling out from my pussy.
I suddenly felt nervous. “I don’t know what to do next.”
He slid his hands to the back of my neck and pulled my mouth down to his. He teased me with his tongue while his dick twitched deep inside of me, filling me fuller than I thought possible.
Then he sat back. “Now you ride my cock.”
“How?”
