I lifted up on my knees, letting my elbows rest easily on his thighs, before enclosing the head of his cock with my mouth.Just the tip.
Just enough so that when I sucked against him, I could revel in the tightening of his thighs under my arms.
Just enough so that when I added light teasing with my tongue, I could hear his breathy groan above me.
I pulled off him and tilted my head to the side, allowing me to run my tongue up his length without teeth getting in the way and once I reached his head once again, I dropped my mouth, sucking him back deep.My hand grasped him low on his shaft and I added quick, short pumping movements at the base of him.
I pulled back, sucking with all I was worth, ever so slowly, my fist slowing but lengthening its pumping.I felt more than saw as Rory adjusted his ass on the couch.
This time, when I bobbed on the upper half of his length, my palm working the lower half, his hips tightened and he began thrusting up into my mouth, further working my actions against him.
Rory’s hands dropped beside him on the couch and from the corner of my eye, I saw as he lifted his hand, moving it toward my head, before dropping it back beside him.
His fingers clenched into the leather cushion of the couch, all while I worked him over, loving the sounds this man was making above me.
He let out a long groan before moving his hands toward my head again, only this time he threaded his hands into my hair.His long fingers cradled the back of my head and I could feel my ponytail loosening.
His hands tightened before he pulled back on my head, surprising me.I honestly would have figured he’d be the guy to hold a girl’s head down as he thrust relentlessly into the back of her throat, paying no attention to her gagging.
…and part of me was secretly upset that I didn’t experience the unabashed side of Rory.
I allowed him to pull me back but of course I had to make it hard for him by squeezing and sucking him, his cock finally leaving my mouth with a resoundingpop.
“God, no more,” he groaned.“I’m about to fucking come.Goddamn, Emily.”He let go of my head and I could feel how loose my ponytail had gotten.I reached up to just pull the damn thing out.
As he stood, he pulled me up to stand as well and moved me aside so he could quickly shuck his pants and briefs.I quickly lost my own jeans and panties, excited for this to continue.
He reached for me again as he sat, pulling me to him, guiding me to straddle him.His hands palmed my ass.
“You have a tattoo,” he said as his hands kneaded me.
Not what I was expecting him to say.I frowned and looked over my shoulder; how had he seen it anyway?
“The other morning,” he answered, as if I spoke the question out loud.
“Oh.”Still, I frowned.What was with the question?He was hard and throbbing between our bodies; I was wet and hot, waiting to sink onto him.Why was he holding back?
“What’s it mean?”
“That I was twenty and drunk and wanted something small.”I shook my head.“What’s with the questions?”
“Just curious,” he answered, reaching for my hair and pulling it over my shoulder.Then he winked.“Needed to recharge a second.”There was that Rory I knew and…well, I knew.
With my hair over my shoulder, the length brushed over my erect nipples.The slight feathery feeling had me moaning, but that was quickly changed to a lustful groan as Rory angled my hips so his cock rubbed deliciously against my folds.
Apparently the feeling was nearly too much for him as well.He groaned and squeezed his eyes shut against the feeling.
With a crooked smile on my face, I rubbed over him again.I bit my lip, absolutely loving the feeling of his thick girth between my pussy lips.I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me.
I continued to roll my hips against him, my grin fading as my breath quickened and my brows drew in.The ridges of Rory’s cock running over my pussy, my clit being rubbed deliciously by his velvety shaft, was almost too much.I let go of my lip as I closed my eyes, my hands finding purchase on his shoulders and I let my head drop back.
His hands were on my hips, his fingers flexing against me, and I nearly jumped from my skin when I felt his lips against the column of my throat once again.Between my grinding against him and the pull of his lips and teeth against my neck, I was ready to come again.
Rory’s hips were flexing up under me, thrusting his cock against my folds.He wasn’t even in me and this was the best damn sex I had in my sexual history.No wonder he had a reputation.
No wonder girls would do just about anything to be with him and didn’t seem to care when he dropped them like yesterday’s bad news.
Suddenly, Rory’s hands tightened against my sides, his fingers biting painfully into my hips.I lifted my head to search his face.
