We’re both still partially dressed. The band of my bra is digging into my ribs, but I’m too busy to fix it. My hand movesbetween my thighs to rub my clit, desperate to come again as I suck on Syrus like he’s my favorite flavor of ice cream.
“Get yourself off with me, Spitfire. Rub that greedy little clit. God, yes. Use your teeth, love.”
My eyelids grow heavy with his words, and I lightly skim my teeth over his sensitive skin. His cock is thick enough that it splits my mouth wide. Saliva slides down his shaft to pool around his balls, and I move the hand on his ass to play with them.
The two of us are writhing and moaning, and his muscles are tensing and shaking as he gets closer to the edge of his release. I mewl as I shove two of my fingers into my cunt, pissed they aren’t as thick as his.
Syrus Lynch is addicting, and masturbating isn’t going to be the same after this. I have a feeling he’s going to spoil me.
“I’m close,” he warns me. “Get there.”
I can’t help the way I’m wired. I’m learning what I like after years of being forced, and on a whim, I gag myself on his cock as I pinch my clit. My hand squeezes his balls as I milk his cock, and I deeply enjoy his reaction. Syrus yells as his hands fist my hair almost to the point of pain as he comes, and I tumble over the edge with him as I shudder and swallow his cum.
“Holy fuck nuggets,” he gasps, making my lips curl up as I pull off his cock. “Come here. I don’t want to be done yet. Show me the mess you made with your fingers and the cum on your tongue. I want to clean you up.”
“Yeah?” I tease him, showing him my fingers as I stand and crawl into his lap.
“Your makeup is made of witchcraft,” he says in awe. “Mascara is perfect, lipstick isn’t fucked up at all. Guess I’ll have to try harder.”
The fact that he’s this competitive with my smudge proof makeup is kind of hysterical to me. I have to admit that I onlybuy the best products since it can be hard to get deliveries here when it snows.
Syrus kicks out of his shoes and clothes, and neither of us pay attention to where it flies. Deftly unhooking my bra, he tosses it aside, kissing where the band dug into my rib cage. He smoothly grabs my hand, smearing my slick all over my breasts before licking them clean.
I can’t help but be amused…right up until he begins to suck and tease my breasts. His teeth pull at my nipples, and his arms hold me in place as I moan.
“I love all the pretty sounds you make,” he murmurs. Syrus hisses as I slide along his cock which I’m currently sitting on. “Fuck, I didn’t invite you over to have sex with you, I swear.”
“Hmm. You have a thick, heavy cock, and unless I’m mistaken, it’s really excited that I’m here,” I murmur, leaning forward to kiss him. “Unless you’re opposed, I really want to ride you like a pogo stick.”
Syrus stares at me for a full beat before his hand grabs my ass and he holds my weight as he stands up.
“Where are we going?” I ask as he begins stalking through the house.
“I want our first time together to be in my bed, so my sheets smell like you afterward,” he grunts, kicking his door open with his foot. “Plus, I really wasn’t planning on this. The condoms are in here.”
It’s refreshing that he didn’t ask me on a date with the expectation that he’d get me in bed.
“You’re a different kind of breed,” I mutter under my breath.
“Please continue to tell me that I was raised right often,” he grins, climbing into the bed and laying me down. “You sure about this?”
“Do bears shit in the woods?” I ask.
“I actually don’t know if they do or not,” he snorts, reaching over to the nightstand to pull out a box of condoms. There’s a receipt taped to it, and I raise my brow as he shrugs. “I buy them and replace them when they expire. This is the third box I’ve bought, and the other two expired without ever being opened. I’m clean and haven’t had sex in years. No interest.”
The unspoken “until you” lays heavy between us, and I grab his hand and pull him back down to kiss him. Taking a deep breath, I take the plunge.
“It’s been a really long time for me,” I say. “We, ah, may need to take it a little slow so you’ll fit, even though I’m an omega.”
“Oh, I didn’t plan on fucking you yet,” he smirks, scooting down my body. Syrus sees my socks as I press my feet on the bedspread, and chuckles as he pulls them off and tosses them onto the floor.
I think finding my clothes later may be an issue, but that’s a problem for later.
Getting comfortable, Syrus pushes my legs up so they’re near my chest before making me squeal as he licks from my asshole to my clit. My hands fist the blankets as he eats me to filth, and he’s only happy when I’ve screamed out my fourth orgasm of the day.
“Damn, you’re so incredible,” he groans, getting up to massage my legs as he releases them. His beard and face are covered in slick, and I can see where I’ve squirted onto his neck as well. My fingers twitch with the need to touch him, and I pout as his cock bobs proudly in front of him. “Are you trying to tell me something?”
Reaching for the condom box, I open it before pulling one out and tossing it to him. Syrus barks out a laugh as he tears the packet open and I watch greedily as he rolls the condom down his shaft.
