“Too much?”His voice is full of concern.
“No… it was just… different.”
“Must be a good different, ‘cause you’re soaked, baby.”He teases his finger at my entrance.“Do you need me to fill up this needy little pussy?”Dave asks before gliding his tongue over my sensitive core.He hovers just above where I need him, and the combination of his hot breath and hand kneading my thighs have me squirming underneath his touch.
“Yes,” I practically pant.
“Hmm, I like hearing you need me.But we need to get you ready first.”He pushes one digit in.“God, baby, you’re so tight.I can’t wait to feel this sweet pussy wrapped around my cock.”
“Please.”Fuck, I need him.Now.
“Not yet,” he says as he focuses back on my clit, sucking, tasting, teasing.“First, I need you to come all over my tongue.”
He adds another digit, fingers curling, coaxing the next moans out of me.Before I know it, my whole body spasms and I’m coming from oral for the first time.Dave emerges from between my legs; the sight of him wiping his mouth with the back of his hand has me feeling bold.
I push myself up from the couch, grab his hand, and lead him towards my bedroom.I’m completely naked while he’s still in his boxers.
“Lose the boxers,” I command.
He slides out of his boxers, cock springing free.I watch as he wraps a hand around his hardening length and strokes it from base to tip.
“What’s next, baby?”He asks, his voice low and seductive.
“Now, it’s my turn to taste you,” I answer before pushing him back onto the bed.
I take my time crawling up towards him, loving the way his eyes darken as I approach.Wrapping my lips around his hard shaft, I swirl my tongue at the tip before taking him all the way to the back of my throat.
“Holy hell,” he murmurs huskily.“Just like that, baby.I like it like that.”I love hearing how good I’m making him feel.Maybe I have a praise kink.That’s something to explore.
Right now, all I can think about is the sound he’s making and how much I’m enjoying knowing that I’m the one in control of his pleasure.My eyes start to water as I take him deep.
“I’m not going to last like this,” he pants.“Those fucking red lips.”Before I have time to react, his arms hook underneath me, pulling me up towards his mouth.I can still taste myself on his lips, and the thought has me grinding on his cock.
“Condoms?”he grits out.
I nod toward my nightstand, and he immediately pushes off the bed, moving with an easy confidence that makes my breath hitch.I take a greedy look at him as he turns, the lines of his body catching the light—broad shoulders, a narrow waist, dark ink stretching across his chest, tattoos usually hidden giving him the neighbor-next-door vibe.But now, in the soft glow of my bedroom, Dave is definitely anything but the neighbor next door.
Who knew Dave wasthishot?
He looks over, catching my gaze, as if he can hear my thoughts.Heat creeps up my neck as I look away, pretending my reaction isn’t written all over my face, even as my heart starts racing with anticipation.
“Like what you see?”he says, tearing the wrapper with his teeth—so hot—I can feel my body aching for another release.I watch as he rolls the condom on, and crawls his way up the bed towards me.He’s like a lion, slowly stalking his prey and I am a willing offering.
I feel his firm hands grip my thighs, spreading me wider.I’m soaked, and he knows it.His hungry eyes flick down, taking in every inch of me.
“Dave,” I practically beg.
He positions himself at my entrance, the thick head of his cock teasing me for what’s to come.I arch my back, pressing my hips up to meet him, desperate for him to fill me.Without warning, he pushes completely in and stars explode behind my eyes.
“Fuck,” he groans out.I can feel him shaking with restraint from holding back.
“I need you to move,” I say, wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, my nails digging into his shoulder.“You won’t break me.”
Dave’s growl is low and guttural as he begins to move, his grip on my waist will definitely leave a mark.Each thrust sends a new wave of pleasure shooting through me, and fuck, I’m so close.I know he is too as his thrusts become more erratic.
“You are so goddamn tight, baby.”He grits out between each thrust.
“I’m close,” I moan under his touch.
