“That’s it, sweetheart. Use me,” I murmured against her center.
I ran one of my fingers alongside my tongue, getting it nice and wet before I brought it to her clit. With each swirl of my fingertips and each thrust of my tongue, her breathing increased, the clench of her thighs around my face getting tighter, and her heels digging into my back.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” she rasped on the tail end of a moan.
Good.
I wanted her to come. Wanted her to leave my face fucking soaked.
Replacing my fingers with my tongue, I flicked the tip back and forth over her clit, and her hips bolted forward.
“Yes. Yes.” She yanked my horns, pressing me so deep into her cunt that I could barely breathe.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, curling my lips around it and latching on hard, just how she liked it.
“Fuck! Alistair!” Her thighs clamped around my head, and she rode my face through her orgasm, her body spasming against me.
I worked her through it with slow strokes of my tongue, soothing away the hurt from how hard I’d sucked her clit.
Fuck.
My face was soaked, and my cock was throbbing.
I grazed my face along her inner thigh and groaned, “I gotta have you right now.”
Before she could let go of my horns, I lifted her off of the counter, slammed the light switch, and carried her over to the fireplace.
Gently, I laid her down and carefully slid out from between her legs.
It only took a second before I was on top of her, caging her in with my arms and frantically pressing my lips to hers.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, threading her fingers through my hair and deepening the kiss. Our tongues clashed, our breaths coming out as desperate, labored pants.
My clothes and the hoodie covering her upper body felt like too much space between us. I wanted to be as close to her as possible.
“I need you,” she groaned against my lips. “Please.”
Her desperation made my cock throb.
My fingers found the hem of the hoodie, dragging it up her body. I broke the kiss and she tugged it over her head, exposing every inch of her bare skin.
My breath stuttered. Each beautiful curve of her body, from the softness of her stomach to the rounded slope of her breasts, was highlighted by the glow of the fire.
“Gods, you’re stunning,” I murmured.
She shook out her hair and set her glasses aside, looking up at me with a sensual smile while I admired her.
I tugged my shirt over my head in a rush, not giving a fuck about stretching the neckline. The moment I pulled my sweats and my underwear down, my cock sprang free, jutting up toward my stomach.
“Do you need lube?” I asked, giving my shaft a slow stroke.
I was more than happy to hoof it upstairs and grab it.
Propped up on her elbows and with her gaze locked with mine, she ran her fingers along her pussy. “Nope. Get over here and fuck me.”
She didn’t have to ask me twice.
I rushed between her parted legs, notching myself at her center and burying myself inside with a sharp thrust.
