“Touch you where?”
“Here.” I cup my pussy, needing to ease the ache with stimulation.
He bites my hand.
“Ow!” I yelp, sitting up to glare at him.
“That’s mine. Don’t touch it again unless I tell you to.” His eyes are intense on my face as he dips down, presses his nose to me, and inhales deeply.
My cheeks heat when he lets out a deep groan of pleasure. His fingers slide under the edge of my thong, pulling it away.
I see stars when his tongue makes contact. He drags it from the bottom all the way up to the top, where the warm, wet sensation makes my eyes roll back in my head.
I reach down, gripping his hair with my fingers, like I wanted to do last time. He devours me. It’s like the first taste unleashed a side of him that’s starving for me. He sucks, nibbles, andflicks his tongue over my clit until I’m writhing, my legs shaking around his face. I’m pulling on his hair, trying to ground myself.
His hands move up around my butt, grabbing me and pinning me in place. I’m at his mercy, taking what he gives me. A wave is building inside me with every stroke of his skilled tongue.
“Sam, Sam, Sam …” I pant his name, thinking of all the times I pictured this while alone under my covers with a vibrator.
He doesn’t slow down, doesn’t let up. I can’t form coherent thoughts. He starts sucking then, lapping up all my arousal. I whimper, feeling the wave building higher, threatening to wash over me at any moment.
He hums into my pussy, the vibration making my thighs squeeze his face. His fingers are digging into my hips as he holds me down, preventing me from jerking away when the sensations become too much. I want to fight it, but he seems to realize it and holds me tighter. He spreads my legs back out as if to get better access to me.
My body tenses, thighs clenching around his head again as the warmth in my core overwhelms my senses and crashes over me like a tsunami. I gasp, giving myself over to it while all my senses swim with the intensity of my orgasm. He laps at me through it, never breaking contact until I release his hair and lie limply on the bed. He gently kisses the insides of both my thighs.
I’m spineless, trying to recover from the most intense orgasm of my life. He’s peeling my thong off now, this time tucking it into his nightstand drawer before he grabs the condom.
“You’re gonna have to start giving me an underwear fund at this rate,” I murmur.
He chuckles, and I hear the rip of foil.
I turn to look down, my mouth dropping open when I see him. His dick is beautiful, with thick veins and a smooth head. I want to touch it, to feel how soft the skin is, but it’s too latebecause he already has the condom out and is beginning to roll it over the top.
“Wait! I want to practice this part.”
He pauses. I admire the arousing sight of his deep V and abs for a few beats before rising to my knees. I’m still wearing his shirt, so I pull that off and unhook my bra.
His dark gaze sweeps over me, and he licks his lips. I reach out for the condom, but he doesn’t remove his hand. His callous fingers wrap around the top of mine, and I note how much bigger his hands are than mine. I try rolling the condom over the head of his dick, but it won’t go.
He guides me through it, sucking in when I brush my hand over him to roll it all the way down. My mouth waters at the sight. I lean back to look at all of him, licking my lips.
“Stop looking at me like that, or I’ll never let you leave this room.” He presses me back against the pillows, looming over me. “It might hurt for a second.”
I nod. He drags the head over the sensitive, swollen part of my clit. It feels so damn good that I whimper.
He repeats the motion three more times, each pass causing my sensitive nerves to scream in protest. I want him in.Now.
My eyes meet his as he finally guides himself to my soaking entrance. His face and chest are flushed. When he starts to push in the first inch, I don’t see how he’ll be able to get it all in.
“It’s too big,” I whimper.
He shakes his head, wrapping his hand around my throat. He leans down, pressing his lips to my ear. “No, it’s not. It’ll fit.” His neck is red. He’s straining, like going this slow is painful for him.
He pushes in another inch before slowly pulling back and going back in. The sensation feels odd, in a good way. Pain and pleasure twirl inside me, equal parts of both. I bite my lower lip.
“You’re doing so good, baby. So good. Breathe. You have to breathe for me,” he coaxes, leaning back again to look into myeyes. His other hand is braced above me, biceps bulging. “God, you look so fucking pretty right now.”
I release a steady exhale. “Just do it. Go all the way in.”
