And we haven’t even had sex yet.
Before I have a chance to prepare myself, his tongue laps at my clit. The sensation is so overwhelming that my elbows slide out from under me, and I’m no longer watching Chris. I’m lying on my back, staring at the ceiling, being inundated with so many sensations that my body feels like it’s on fire.
The sound from his fingers moving in and out of me is lewd in the quiet of the house.
“Lily, you are so fucking perfect,” Chris mutters against my pussy before sucking my clit into his mouth, hard.
I cry out, and my back arches. I’m writhing under his touch when he places a hand on my lower stomach. He presses down just as he twists his hand and does thecome heremotion with his fingers inside me. When he sucks my clit one last time, I explode. My muscles spasm around his fingers as I moan his name, long and loud.
Chris stands, and the sound of his zipper has my head popping up, wanting to see him like he’s seen me. He pusheshis slacks down just enough to move his boxer briefs and pull out his cock. Gripping the base, he runs his hand up and down his length twice before meeting my gaze.
“Look what you do to me, Lily. You make me so fucking hard.”
Even with still coming down from my first orgasm, his words have my arousal surging all over again. He captures my lips once more in an all-consuming kiss as he lines himself up. His tongue presses into my mouth, mimicking his cock entering my pussy.
Our moans mingle as his tongue and cock continue to tease me simultaneously. When he’s fully seated inside me, he pauses and breaks the kiss. Both of his hands cradle the top of my head as his eyes search my face.
I wiggle my hips, whimpering at the friction I’m able to get from his pelvis against my clit. “Chris, please move. I need you to fuck me.”
He circles his hips, which draws another cry from me. I’m already on the edge of another orgasm.
“I want you to come with me fully inside of you, Lily.” Another circle of his hips. “I want to feel you milking my cock.”
“I’m so close, Chris.” My muscles twitch, and Chris releases a deep groan.
He pulls out of me until just the tip of his cock is inside me before he slams his hips forward with a slight tilt at the end to give me the friction I crave.
I gasp at how good he feels filling me. “Yes, please. Again.” I wish we had taken our shirts off so I could feel my nipples against him.
Chris does as requested, and I can’t fight my body any longer. I come with a scream, and Chris starts to piston hiships in and out so fast I feel the table moving underneath me.
He puts more of his weight on me, so I wrap my arms around his back and hold on tight. Everything about this moment is perfection, and when he roars through his own orgasm, I come one last time before collapsing back onto the table. My chest heaves as I try to catch my breath.
When Chris moves on top of me, I whimper in response, not wanting to lose our connection. His head lifts, and he smooths hair away from my face.
My eyes flutter open, and I find him watching me with concern. “Baby, I didn’t use a condom.”
Not wanting there to be any doubt in either of our minds, I contract my muscles around him one last time. He grits his teeth and growls. Kissing me hard, he pulls back once again.
It’s my turn to comfort him. I cup his cheek, like he did mine earlier. “I got my tubes tied years ago. I can’t get pregnant. And for everything else, I trust you.”
Surprise replaces some of the desire in his eyes. “We should talk about that more later. But not tonight.”
I smile up at him. “Yes, not tonight.”
He slowly pulls out of me, causing us both to moan at our oversensitive nerves protesting the disconnecting of our bodies.
With a gentle hand on my chest, he prevents me from sitting up as he stares at my pussy. His intense inspection has me flushing with embarrassment as I can feel us leaking out of me.
“Like I said, perfection.” He moves his hand and helps me up from the table. Kissing me one more time, he murmurs against my lips. “Squeeze those legs tight, baby. Imay not be able to get you pregnant, but we don’t want to spill a drop.”
I do as he says and squeeze my thighs together. He intertwines our fingers and leads me through the condo to the door of the guest bedroom, giving me a kiss and a small push through the doorway.
I frown at him. “Am I not sleeping in your bed again?”
“Baby, there’s literally nothing in the world that could keep me from you being in my bed. I need you to hurry your ass up and get ready for bed since none of your stuff is in my room. We’ll move everything tomorrow.”
I bite my lip and nod. “Okay, see you in a few minutes.”
