“You’re too cute for words,” he says, resting his palm on my hip and pulling me in close. “Come here.” His hands wrap around my back, and he holds me flush against his body as his gaze dips to my mouth. Every solid inch of his hard body is pressed against mine, and my panty-less pussy floods with warmth when I feel his thick length prodding my stomach.
“We should talk.” I remind him, dragging my lower lip between my teeth.
“We can talk later.” His seductive voice sprouts waves of goose bumps along my arms and the back of my neck. “If I don’t get to taste you right now, I’m likely to self-combust.”
A giggle bursts from my lips, quickly swallowed by his mouth. Circling my arms around his neck, I press my body into his as we kiss, basking in the feel of his skillful mouth gliding against mine. He licks at the seam of my lips, and I open for him, his minty breath fanning across my mouth, confirming he’s also brushed his teeth. Our tongues tango, the tempo rising as we grind against one another, and my skin heats like it’s on fire. Kent’s fingers slide under my shirt, his hand stalling when it reaches my bare ass. “No panties?” he rasps into my mouth.
“I’ve got nothing on under your shirt,” I admit, grazing my teeth along his stubbly jawline.
“Fucking hell. Are you trying to kill me, woman?”
I giggle, placing my palm on his erect cock. “I can take care of that for you.” I peer into his eyes, conveying my message. I’m willing to look after his needs, but I’m not fucking him.
Not yet.
I know once we go there I will be completely under his spell, and I’m not ready to hand over that much power yet. Kent’s kisses destroy me, in the best way, so I know his cock will ruin me for all others. I need to build up to that in a way I’ve never had to with any other guy.
“Not until I take care of you first,” he says, moving his body until I’m underneath him and he’s hovering over me. His fingers pluck at the edge of the shirt. “Can I take this off? Can I look at you?”
“Only if you get naked too.”Because, come on?I totally want to see what every conquest has been raving about online.
Kent stands, smirking as he pushes his boxers down his legs, kicking them away, standing proudly before me, stroking his impressive erection as it juts out from his body like a weapon that will lay siege to my womb.
I lick my lips, sitting up in the bed, eyes firmly fixed on his as I slowly pull the T-shirt up over my body. I toss it aside, brushing messy strands of hair out of my face as I lie back, letting him drink his fill. “Liking what you see,baby?” I tease, running my fingers down the front of my body, casually fondling my breasts.
“Holy fuck, Pres.” Kent crawls back over me. “You are a work of art.” He leans down, planting a kiss on my flat stomach. “Beautiful.” Carefully, he presses down on top of me, keeping himself propped up on his hands so his full body weight isn’t resting on me. Bending his head, he kisses me, and there is nothing slow or tender about this kiss. It’s hard and demanding and full of everything I’m feeling. “I want to make you come with my fingers and my mouth. Let me?” He stares deep into my eyes, and I drown in the oceanic blue depths of his gaze.
I nod. “I’d like that.”
A wicked glint gleams in his eye as he slides down my body, nipping, kissing, and sucking as he goes. He lingers on my breasts, lavishing worship on them, fondling and sucking, his tongue laving the hardened tips until it feels like I might melt into a puddle on his bed.
“Kent,” I squirm. “Please.”
“Please what, Presley baby?” he asks, grinning as his teeth pluck at my nipple while he watches me through hooded eyes.
“Please fuck me with your mouth and your fingers.”
“I love these.” He kneads my breasts. “Perfect handfuls.”
“I’m glad you approve.” I fake pout. “Now get to work on my pussy.”
He barks out a laugh. “Bossy in the bedroom too. Noted.”
I spread my legs as he positions himself between the apex of my thighs, hissing when his hot mouth licks a line along my slit. He works me over with skill, flattening his tongue against my clit as his fingers push inside me. Then he alternates, plundering my inner walls with his wicked tongue while he rubs my clit with the right amount of pressure.
I shatter, breaking apart as every molecule in my body floats, existing on a new plane. My limbs tremble and my core throbs as fiery after-tremors rip through my sated body. “Hot damn.” I prop up on my elbows. “I donotwant to know how you came to be so good at that.”
“No pussy has ever tasted so sweet.” He flops down on the bed beside me, grinning.
An unwelcome thought infiltrates my mind.How many women has he entertained in this bed?It twists my insides into knots. But all negative thoughts flit away at his next words. “You taste like heaven on my tongue, and it’s only fair to warn you I think I’m addicted to you.”
I push him flat on his back, straddling his hips. “I think it’s fair to say I’m on my way to being addicted to you too.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Presley
I lower my lips over his hard, thick shaft, keeping my eyes locked on Kent’s as I take him deeper into my mouth. A strangled sound rips from his throat, and he jerks his hips as his eyes roll back in his head. I glide my lips up and down his erection, stretching my mouth wide, taking as much of him inside me as I can manage. Curling my hand around the base of his cock, I pump him in time with the movements of my mouth, savoring the first taste of him on my tongue.
