“Not yet, bad boy,” she purred. In one quick movement she sat up and grabbed his cock. “You aren’t stopping me this time.”
Elias groaned at her boldness. He was used to more passive women—not that he minded doing most of the work. But Wren excited him as she kept him guessing. Though there was no mistaking her intention as she leaned forward. She teased the weeping tip of his cock first with a single flick of her tongue. Then she pressed her lips against it and encircled his tip beforeopening her mouth for him, creating the illusion of pressing against the tightest, sweetest pussy.
“Fuck,” he gasped. Then she took him all the way inside her mouth. She held him there as her tongue stroked the underside of his cock before moving back down to his sensitive tip.
As she continued to move her mouth up and down his shaft, Elias felt his body begin to tense with pleasure. He could feel the warmth of her breath against his skin, and the way her tongue teased him drove him wild. He ran his fingers through her hair, gently pulling it as she took him deeper into her mouth.
"Lord have mercy," he groaned, his voice husky with desire. "You're so good at this."
Wren looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust as she continued to pleasure him.
"Slow down, baby," he warned her. "I'm not going to last long."
But Wren didn't listen. Instead, she took him deeper into her mouth, creating incredible sensations with her tongue. Elias groaned as she licked up and down his shaft, teasing him with every stroke.
His orgasm built, the pressure growing with every passing second.
“I can’t hold it, baby.”
“I don’t want you to. I want to taste you like you tasted me.”
He groaned as he tried to hold back, but it was no use. Her mouth, her hands, and most of all, her desire, proved to be too much. With one final groan, he came undone, his body shaking with the force of his release.
Wren pulled back, licking her lips as she looked up at him. "Mmm, you taste so good," she said, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
Elias could only grin in response as he tried to catch his breath. He should have been done, ready to sleep, but his cock had other plans. He needed more of her. All of her.
He reached for the condom Wren had snatched from him but she beat him to it. She tore the package open and rolled the condom onto him slowly, taking her time as she watched him intently.
"God, you're so sexy," Elias whispered, his voice low and husky. He grasped her shoulders and pushed her down.
Wren grinned as he leaned down to kiss her deeply. Her hand snaked between them and she guided him inside her. Elias couldn't help but moan at the feeling of being connected with her. It went deeper than their physical connection as memories of watching her laugh, of seeing the sunlight play on her hair, of his excitement when she entered the bar played through his mind. He slowed his pace, not wanting their connection to end. Ever.
“Almost,” Wren whispered, her eyes tightly closed.
“Look at me,” he gasped. “Want to see when it happens.”
Wren opened her eyes. Her gaze locked onto his.
With one final thrust, they both reached their peak together, their bodies shuddering with the force of their orgasms. Elias rolled until Wren lay on top of him. He held her tightly, not wanting to let go as they both caught their breath. Her heart beat quickly against his chest. They lay together in silence, their bodies entwined, until Wren finally spoke.
“I think I need to be your patient again.”
Elias tensed. Did she regret what just happened? Was this her way of stepping back?
“Reason?”
“I think I left my body. That can’t be normal.”
Elias snorted. “Side effects of a spectacular orgasm include rapid heartbeat, elevated breathing rate, curling toes, tremors, and out-of-body experiences. Totally normal.”
“Huh. Guess I’ve never had one before.”
“Never?”
“Not like that.” She blew out a breath which tickled his chest. “It’s going to take me a while to recover.”
“You know what speeds up recovery?”
