“Straddle my mouth,” he purred and he grinned. “Please.”
There was a special little gleam in his eye…and I stared at him just figuring something out.
He chuckled softly, saying, “Ah, my sweet. You don’t think we’ve spent this much time together without me learning how to get my way, do you?” He ran his finger over my eyebrows that were pinched. “Please…that is a beautiful word, is it not?”
I bent down and bit his nipple. Hard.
He grunted but only arched into the touch.
Ah. Dammit. He liked it.
“Now, would you please straddle my face? I want to lick you up,” he raised a leg between mine, pressing his thigh at my core. “You’re wet. And I want to eat you.”
Damn shark. “You don’t have to manipulate me in bed, you know.”
“I know. You would have done it anyway, but you like hearing me say it.” He paused, rubbing his thigh against me. “So, will you please straddle my face?”
My eyes hooded because it was so damn good, restarting that damn fire in my belly. “All right.” I crawled over him, and his hands instantly went to my breasts and squeezed them tightly, just as I liked it. I groaned, stopping over him, my head going dizzy as he lifted his face and took the breast that had been neglected earlier into his mouth and started sucking. I bucked on top of him, grinding myself against his semi-hard, feeling him grow against me.
And yeah…I couldn’t wait. And we didn’t need any fucking condoms anymore, so I altered my hips, and the crown of his cock slid inside me. His head fell back on the pillow as he gasped, and I shouted, pushing down farther. He grabbed my hips and stopped me, though. Hissing through clenched teeth, he said, “I said I wanted you straddling my face, not my cock.” He growled and pulled me off him, and I was suddenly positioned exactly where he wanted me. Glancing down at him with my hands against the wall, I whimpered, “I want you in me, Daniil.”
“I know,” he stated hoarsely, staring at my core, “We’ll get there.”
He pulled my hips down, my core onto his mouth, his tongue immediately piercing into me. I groaned, throwing my head back, my nails digging into the wall as I rode his mouth. Fuck, this was amazing. He put two fingers inside me, the sudden intrusion breathtaking as I was stretched. He rubbed his tongue hard over my clit.
My orgasm came that quick, taking me up and away, my brain blown away inever after ecstasy. It had never happened quite that fast and it shocked me as I screamed, pressing down harder on him. He moaned under me, pressing into that spot inside me that had me jerking on top of him, riding the waves.
As I came down, I panted and let my head fall against the wall, staring at him. He was watching me with crinkles around his eyes, which meant he was grinning…and he started again, murmuring quietly, “I’ve always heard pregnant women come faster.”
That stopped me for a second, making me glance at him. His wife had been pregnant four times…so…wouldn’t he know that instead of only ‘hearing’ about it?
Feeling me stop, his eyes slammed opened, and he stilled for a few seconds, then glanced at me. He tilted his head back, licking his lips, and stated in a cool voice, “I told you, you are nothing like how she was.”
I nodded slowly. There was a story there. It was all in his eyes. But, I said, “Are you gonna show me what you can do?”
He stared at me a moment, his eyes darting all over my face until he nodded. Smirking slowly, he murmured, “You sure you can handle it?”
I raised my eyebrows in answer, and his grin grew…and then he went to work. Tongue, fingers, lips, chin, and even his nose, I think, rubbed against my clit at one point as his fingers worked like magic inside me, and then his tongue, and then his fingers, and then his tongue… And then he gently bit down on my clit, sucking as he pressed his fingers inside me.
It rocked me. Wholly and completely. Mid-pant slash moan, I screamed his name, arching so far I grabbed his thighs and ground against him. And came so damn hard I thought I was going to faint. My brain might have blown away before, but there wasn’t a whole shit ton left in my mind as I floated, not even feeling it when I started to fall back on him except for his hands that caught me.
Through my hazed mind, I felt him entering me. I blinked open my eyes, staring up at him, seeing that our heads were on the opposite side of the bed from the pillows, the direction I had landed. Dark eyes stared down at me, and he thrust gently, groaning, “So fucking wet.”
I was a little dazed, and not really able to move, which he seemed to understand, lifting my legs farther over his waist, murmuring, “I take it you liked.”
I croaked something unintelligible but managed a nod.
His lips curled, and he pushed in farther, his overly huge cock spreading and stretching me so wide, there was a pleasure-pain there I didn’t need any kinky shit to feel, unlike the fuck I would meet tonight. “Beth,” he gasped, his lips kissing me lightly.
“Better without the condom?” I panted, kissing him back.
“Yeah. I can feel you,” he moaned, driving in a little more. “It’s going to be hard to be gentle.”
“I’ll tell you if it doesn’t feel right,” I pulled his head down and took his swollen mouth, tasting myself, but his too. I moaned against his tongue and he started short, quick thrust, pushing a little farther each time. “I want all of you.”
“Do you?” he moaned. “Do you want all of me, Beth?” He lifted his head, staring down at me, but kept moving his hips, making my eyes cross. “Beth, my sweet. Do you want all of me?”
I whimpered, the feeling so damn intense below, but I knew what he was asking. “Yes, but we have some major issues to work through first.”
