Kenzie leaned forward draping her breasts against him and bringing her lips to his. “Uh-uh…I like my boyfriend too much.”
Boyfriend. The term alone was juvenile especially when describing him.Boyfriend? Hell no. Her man? Fuck, yeah!He tightened his grip on her ass, rocking into her. He was harder than he should be considering she’d only been on him for less than a minute. He was finding out quickly, this girl had a physical effect on him that no other woman possessed.
“Well, then, why don’t you make good on your dirty talk and slide down on those knees?”
She made no effort to move except grinding her lower half against his cock. Tease. Her lips grazed his ear and she purred. “Want my lips on your cock, pretty boy?”
Yeah, she was all tease. Her core rubbed over him slowly. If she kept it up, there’d be no time for blow jobs or anything else. He caressed her back while she dragged her tongue over his neck. He had one weak spot, just below his ear. Drove him fucking crazy, sending shivers over his skin when she lickedsoftly. He groaned, aware Kenzie was holding his balls in a knot.
He made a mental note for retribution when she was sober. He also added that a drunk Kenzie was sexy as hell and lacked inhibitions. He planned on remembering that for the future.
His hands rose up the back of her shirt, unclasping her bra. A soft moan emitted from her lips as he glided his hands to the front, trailing up her stomach and taking hold of her breasts. He’d always been a breast guy and hers were perfect, full and firm. She curled into his neck as she dragged the back of his knuckles over her sensitive peaks.
“You like that?” he whispered, knowing what her answer would be. He tweaked her nipples and she moaned.
“I like everything you do.” Drunk honesty at its finest. She shifted away from his touch, sliding down his body to the floor in front of them. For a girl who was drunk, she wasn’t sloppy. She glanced up through her lashes and licked her lips. The sight of her tongue had him reaching for his jeans and unsnapping them before dragging down the zipper.
Her bottom lip pouted when he lifted his hips, pushing his jeans down to his ankles.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m trying to seduce you, and you’re ruining it by doing everything.”
He flattened his lips to keep from laughing. “Thought I’d help. I’m just eager, pretty girl.”
She smirked. “Well, you can’t help anymore so sit back.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He wiggled his eyebrows. This girl was too damn cute. His back brushed against the couch and he was set to relax. He immediately tensed as her warm wet mouth covered his dick in one fast swoop. Her mouth suctioned on him hard and tight. He lowered his gaze to watch. Her head bobbed slowly over his lap and he brushed her hair away tosee her face. He grasped the thick, silky strands in his fist. His lids grew heavy from the feel of her mouth on him.
Her teeth grazed over his entire shaft, her flickering tongue teasing the tip and engulfing him fully in her mouth once again. He leaned his head back, praying to last as long as possible. This wasn’t his first blow job but it was by the far the best he’d ever gotten. Everything with her was the best he’d ever had. He jolted slightly when she gripped his balls in her cool soft hand. So fucking gentle it was driving him nuts. His grip on her bundled hair tightened as did his stomach. Her tongue gliding over the crown of his cock, sent a ripple of heat through his blood.
His prayers went unanswered and he was on the edge of blowing his load. He tugged at her hair as gently as he could without losing control.
“Pull back, pretty girl.” She drove her lips over his cock harder and sucked from the root to the tip releasing him with a pop of her lips and a coy smile. Her hand wrapped around his cock and she jerked in a quick rhythm. It felt so fucking good.
“Fuck.” He groaned feeling her tongue circle the crown of his dick and tightening her grip over his shaft. He peered down through heavy lids to see her lick him again and pull away seconds before he came. Gripping her hair tighter than he intended, he moaned a raspy breath and yanked up his shirt just in time to come all over his stomach.
Her hand slowed and she whispered, “That was hot.”
He couldn’t help but laugh and reached for the hem of his shirt, lifting it over his head. He wiped his stomach and was aware of her watching him. The corner of his mouth curled.
“You’re next, pretty girl.”
She wobbled on her knees and landed against his chest. Her eyes were drooping and he wondered if he’d make it upstairs before she passed out.
He hooked her hair behind her ears, leaning up to kiss her.
“Go up and get ready for me. I’ll be there in a minute.”
She grinned and hiccupped. “Okay.” She stood up and stepped back. She was still very much drunk. She made her way up the stairs and he followed behind wondering if letting her take the stairs alone was smart. She stumbled.
Bogs reached for her but she caught herself on the banister gaining her balance. She glanced over at him and her cheeks flushed. “I got it.”
He nodded and watched her disappear upstairs. He cleaned himself up and double checked the doors. Thinking she might need it; he grabbed a water from the fridge before heading up to find his girl. His mouth was practically watering with anticipation to get his mouth on her. He glanced into the spare room. It was empty. Perfect. He wanted her in his bed not the spare. He rounded the doorway and stopped.
He smiled but not from joy. It was more like ashould have knownsmile. He shook his head, making his way to the bed where Kenzie lay in the center on her stomach fully clothed and dead to the world. She was going to wake up with a massive headache. He tossed his shirt on the floor and ripped off his boots and jeans. Then he undressed her. He contemplated getting her completely naked but didn’t want to chance her having to run to the bathroom to hurl and doing it naked. He left her panties on and grabbed a tee from his dresser and put it on her.
She mumbled a few times but never fully woke up. Once she was set under the covers, he curled in behind her and hugged her back into his chest.
