“You think it’s funny that you have me ready to bust all the time?”
“It's only fair since you have me wet all the time.”
“Let’s go.” Preston’s voice is gruff with need. He turns me so I’m directly in front of him as we walk out. His hand never leaves my hip, hiding himself behind me.
As soon as the elevator doors open, Preston backs me against the wall. The force takes my breath. He wastes no time shoving his tongue into my parted mouth and bringing my thigh around his waist to grind into my core. My dress bunches at my hip when he moves his hand up my leg to the crease of my cheeks. His fingers graze my panties.
“Dripping, just like I thought,” he says, trailing kissing over my jaw and down my neck. He teases me but doesn’t touch. Spilling out into the entryway of the penthouse, Preston dropsto his knees in front of me. Lifting my leg to his shoulder, he peppers kisses from my knee up my inner thigh. “First, you’re going to come on my mouth because I can’t go another second without tasting your pussy. Then, I’m going to take you to bed and worship the rest of you.” Pushing my dress up so it pools around my hips, he holds it in place so he can see me. All of me. Preston’s eyes shoot up to mine when he notices the panties I am wearing. “What are these?” One hand holds my dress as the other fingers the edge of the panties.
“Crotchless panties.” Fire ignites in his icy blue gaze.
“Fuck, I love you.”
Swiping a finger through my slit, he collects my wetness. He brings his finger to his mouth and licks my desire clean then dives back between my legs. His tongue immediately seeks my center, licking me from back to front. His eyes roll back and he groans. The pleasure is so intense I buck against his face. Preston alternates between licking, sucking and flicking my clit. Just when I reach the edge, he moves to my opening and thrusts his tongue inside as his palm grips my ass. “You taste so fucking good, baby. So good.”
“Preston, please” My hands find my breast, kneading and tugging. “Please, what?” He licks me again and my leg shakes.
“I want to come.” My hips lift, following his mouth as he pulls it away. He blows on my clit making me shudder.
“Do you think you can come from just my mouth?”
“Yes.” My voice is breathy as I answer him. I know I can. I’m on the edge. I just need Preston to push me over.
“Watch me as I make you fall apart.” Bringing me to his mouth; changing the angle. His tongue flicks out fast, hitting my throbbing clit. The sensation is too good and my eyes close. Preston stops again. “Eyes on me.” My eyes shoot open. They feel heavy but I try to keep them open so he will finish me. “Good girl.” My pussy clenches at the praise.
He rewards me with another lick and then he’s making out with my cunt as I ride his mouth. My orgasm hits me like a blast.Light flashes behind my eyes. My legs shake. My fingers grip his hair. My hips buck wildly until I’m too sensitive from the contact. Preston doesn’t stop licking me until my orgasm subsides and my breathing slows.
“I love watching you fall apart. It’s the most wild and free I ever see you. It’s breathtaking.” Preston stands but doesn’t let go of my body since my legs are now jelly. Tugging him closer, I kiss him, tasting myself on his tongue.
“I love you. Take me to bed.” He scoops me up; my legs automatically going around his waist as he walks to the bedroom. Lowering me at the foot of the bed, he releases me to undo the buttons on his wrists while I finish unbuttoning his shirt. Pushing it off his shoulders, I lean forward and place a kiss on the bandage over his tattoo. My hands move to his pants. Teasing my fingers along the band, I feel the tip of his cock peeking out. Precum beading from his arousal. Flicking open the button, my hand dips into his pants wrapping around his cock. I pump slowly while kissing up his neck. He wastes no time ridding himself of his clothes before slowly unzipping my dress.
Falling to my knees, I bring his cock to my mouth kissing the head before swirling my tongue around him. He groans, fisting my hair in his hands. Opening wide, I take him in my mouth gagging when he hits the back of my throat. Preston’s grip tightens as I worship him like he did me.
“If you don’t stop choking on my cock, I’m going to come on your hand and not in your pussy where I want.” He picks me up and throws me on the bed standing before me in all his naked Adonis glory. His workouts are noticeable now in the cut of his muscles.
“Your body should be illegal.” A deep laugh tumbles out of Preston’s mouth at my statement.
“Yours is a masterpiece that should be coveted like the finest piece of art. But there’s no way in hell I’m sharing you.” He cups my cheeks, bringing my mouth back to his. This kiss is love. The tone of the room changes from desperate unbridled passion toslow and sensual. His tongue massages mine until we are forced to come up for air. Even then, he doesn’t stop touching me. His hands trail down my neck, over my shoulders, and to my breasts. He cups them in his palms. Rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, Preston kisses down my neck.
“Lay back.” I do as he asks, lost in his touch. He licks and kisses my collarbone and then down to my breast. While he worships one with his mouth, his hand pays the other attention. He switches sides after a few minutes, or hours, I can’t tell at this point. I’m writhing beneath him by the time he leaves my breasts and comes back to my mouth.
“I need you inside me.”
“In a minute.” Preston kisses me again but settles between my legs. I open automatically for him, widening my legs to account for his size. His cock nestles over my core. “You’re soaked.”
“You’re making me crazy.” I grind up into his cock. It slides against my clit, still sensitive from my first orgasm. Our labored breathing fills the air as we make out. He rocks his hips into me so we are dry humping.
“Are you ready for me?” The sound of the condom wrapper opening hits my ears. I’m so out of my mind with lust, I didn’t even know Preston grabbed a condom.
“Yes. I want to come with you inside me this time.” The tip of his cock nudges my entrance. I clench in anticipation of being filled. Slowly, torturously, Preston slides himself inside me. He kisses my neck, jaw, and breasts as he enters me.
“You were made for me. You feel so good.” Once he’s fully seated, his mouth finds mine in a hot open mouthed kiss. He starts to thrust in time with the stroke of his tongue on mine, driving me closer and closer to my orgasm. I am so close that I come blindingly fast. “Fuck, baby, you’re squeezing my cock so well.” He’s trying to hold back and make this last longer but I know he is as desperate for me as I am for him.
Bucking my hips, I try to flip us over. Preston gets the hint and rolls bringing me on top.
“It’s my turn to show you how much I love you,” I say into his mouth before kissing him again. My inner muscles clench around him as my orgasm fades. I don’t move yet. Instead taking advantage of the angle, I tease Preston with my mouth over his body while he’s seated deep inside me. He bucks underneath me seeking his own release.
“Ives, fuck, I love you, but you have to move.” The desperation in his voice makes me smirk against his nipple. I rock my hips slightly making him groan. He throws an arm over his forehead as he tries to calm himself.
