‘I’m gonna come,’ she moaned. I glanced up to see her eyes roll back, hands falling back to rest on her head as pleasure was about to overtake her. Needing to see her fall over that edge, I pinched her left nipple between my fingers, harder than I would usually, and pulled her right into my mouth and sucked,hard.
‘Fuck!’She spasmed under my hold. Body convulsing as wave after wave of her climax shook her body. As I popped off her perked nipple, raw from how hard I’d sucked and pinched it, she finished her orgasm with a throaty cry.
It took a few moments for her to come back down to earth. Chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, she peeled her eyes open. My shit-eating grin was stretched wide on my face.
‘That ever happen before?’ I asked, massaging her breasts, soothing the ache.
She took a few more gulps of air before her head bobbed. ‘Uh yeah, but not… for a long time.’
She searched my face, brow pinched, and I realised what she was looking for.
Jealousy.
I couldn’t give a fuck that other men made her come from playing with her tits. I hadn’t lied to her earlier when I told her I didn’t care how many people she’d been with.
Right now, she was mine.
And I wasn’t about to ruin that by acting like a fuckinghypocrite and being upset that I wasn’t the first person to give her a nipple orgasm.
I grinned. ‘You’re so fucking sexy when you come.’
I cut off her squeak of surprise and did what my body had been craving since I slid off her jeans. Hooking my fingers in the waistband of her underwear, I slid them down her body and didn’t waste a second before swiping my tongue up her centre.
‘George!’ she cried out, her hands landing on my head as I ravaged her pussy. Her taste exploded on my tongue. Long, tortured moans rumbled out of my throat as I drank up every single drop of her arousal. She tasted even more incredible than I’d dreamed. My fantasies of this moment paled in comparison to the real thing. Salty and sweet at the same time, and so damn delicious, I nearly came in my underwear. Her hips bucked against my mouth, seeking more of that friction. She chanted my name as she chased that second climax.
More than happy to oblige, I eased two fingers into her dripping cunt, curling them and latched onto her clit.
The scream that echoed out of her was loud enough to scatter the birds living in the trees outside. I only hoped that Fallon and Oliver were busy and perhaps suddenly decided to wear noise cancelling headphones.
Because I wanted to hear that sound again. My dick was throbbing as her cum trickled out of her and I greedily feasted on her.
‘T-too sensitive.’ She pushed weakly at my head to get me to stop, a tired laugh leaving her when I playfully bit into her thigh. I soothed the bite with a soft lick and that action had her letting out a long moan.
‘Been dreaming about getting inside of this pussy for so long.’ I gave her one last lick right up her centre as she twitched, savouring her taste and rising to my feet. Slowly,enjoying the way her eyes locked on the movement, I slid off my underwear. Cock bouncing against my stomach. Harder than I’d ever been in my entire goddamn life.
She looked so beautiful splayed out before me, her chest heaving with her laboured breaths. My eyes only had a few moments to explore her naked body before she sat up and slid off the bed to her knees.
‘Rosie—’
My words cut off when she took hold of my cock and brought it to her lips, sliding the entire thing into her mouth and down her throat in one go.
The world around me splintered. My head tipped back as a shout of pure need erupted from me.
29
Honestly,one cock was much the same as another. Out of context, a cock is one of the strangest things you’d encounter and unless you were floating on a high of endorphins, they were the least attractive parts of the male body.
So I would like to know why the second George slid his black briefs off and the outline of his length came into full view, my mouth watered and I fell to my knees like I was dying of thirst. He’d just given me two orgasms, put his mouth on the place I’d been aching for him for months and my body still felt coiled tighter than a spring.
I was scrambling off the bed, needing to give him the kind of pleasure he’d just given me before my mind could catch up.
The moment I wrapped my lips around the tip of his dick, his hand darted out to the back of my head. I worried for a moment he’d pull me off, so I slid him deeper, relaxing my throat. That’s when I was rewarded with the sexiest sound I’d ever heard. A deep, throaty roar as I ran my tongue up and down his impressive length, tasting the salty tang of his pre-cum.
‘You don’t have to do that, gorgeous.’ His palms rested on either side of my head. Not controlling my movements, more like he was using it to ground himself.
I popped off his dick, tilting my head back to look up at him.Fuck,he was hot. His eyes half-lidded and gazing down at me like I was a vision. On my knees in front of him, dick in my mouth, and he gazed at me like I was something precious, something beautiful.
Giving head wasn’t something I minded, but it wasn’t on my top list of sexual acts that got me going. Right now, I was going to have to review that list because the urge to slip my hands into my pants and rub myself as I tortured him with my tongue was almost too much to bear.
