He chuckles darkly, his finger tracing the sides of my pussy slowly before he dips in with one finger, sliding it in and out in a delicious rhythm. I pant as my hips move in sync with his finger. It’s such a delicious feeling. The ache is building again, and my body’s an inferno of need.
“This all for me, beautiful?” he asks, but I can only moan my response.
“Oh, God,” It’s all I can get out as the heel of his hand presses down on my clit, rocking with the rhythm of his fingers inside of me, and desire takes my breath away.
“That’s it, take another one, baby,” he husks, as he slips another finger inside me.
His hands are large, and I’m so full, but my body still wants more. I grind down against him, the pleasure spikes, and my pussy floods his fingers with my arousal. I’m so close. I mewl and pant as I bury my face in his neck, basking in his smell. I run my teeth and tongue down that sensitive spot between his neck and collarbone, sucking and licking as the flames take over my body and I tip over into bliss. I cry out as waves of pure pleasure ride my body hard. He doesn’t slow the movement of his fingers until the last throb of my climax. Holding me tight as I collapse against him. The rough sound of my breathing fills the silence until he moans, and I open my eyes to the sight of him licking my cum from his fingers. My mouth falls open in shock.
Holy shit, why is that so hot?
“I love the way you taste.” His deep, rasping voice goes straight to my clit, and I feel the ache ramping up again, like I didn’t just come a minute ago. “We aren’t done yet, beautiful. I’m just getting started.”
“I don’t think I can,” I hesitate, but push myself just to blurt it out. Eyes closed, I whisper, “Come. I don’t think I can do it again. I neverhave..um..before. I mean, I never have before with anyone, but even when it’s just me, I can’t do it twice.”
His blue eyes widen with surprise. “Never. With anyone?”
I can hear the disbelief in his voice, and my face flames. I turn my face away to hide my embarrassment at my inexperience. A gentle hand adjusts me so we’re eye to eye.
“Hey. It’s not your fault; no one’s treated you right. Just relax and let me take care of you.”
His tongue is a hot brand as he licks across my collarbone and down my chest to the valley between my breasts, all the while his fingers pinch and pluck at my nipples. I’m panting with desire with every stroke down my body and across my hips, his warm mouth feathering kisses along my skin. I wind my fingers through his hair, grounding myself. I need to touch him.
At the first touch of his tongue between my legs, I shake, crying out.
“You taste like sunshine, baby. I’m never gonna get enough of this pussy.” He moves between my thighs, lifting my right leg over his shoulder.
“Ooooh God!” Dear lord, this man’s tongue is heaven. I feel his smile against my thigh before he licks me, up the seam of my slit to my clit. My back arches, but he keeps going like I’m his last meal, and as the girl squad is fond of saying, I’m here for it.
He licks and sucks, tongue exploring every inch of my pussy until I can’t help but moan incoherently, urging him on. Nothing has ever felt this good before. The feel of his lips, the wet heat of his tongue. It spirals my arousal higher and higher until my body is shaking with need. I’m right on the cusp of ecstasy when he pulls his head away, and I cry out in frustration.
“Damon!”
His grin is wicked when I look down, and I give him a frustrated groan at his growly response. He laughs, dark and deep, before diving back between my thighs. Flicking his hot tongue against my clit, he slides a fingerinside me. I can’t even stop the mewling sound I made when he crooks his finger, hitting that perfect spot inside of me. My head drops back, and I shout his name as my body floods with pleasure so deep I’m shaking. Stars burst behind my eyes, closed against the intensity of my climax. I gush onto his hand, and he groans, but thank God his hand doesn’t stop its tantalizing rhythm. It carries me through my pleasure and sustains it until I’m gasping for breath, my heart beating out of control. My eyes flutter open, and I stare at him. Amazement is written all over my face, and his face is filled with satisfaction and wonder.
“You are so beautiful when you come, Jos. So fucking beautiful.” His voice is heavy with desire, and his eyes darken as he strokes my cheek softly. He pulls me in for a kiss, and I melt into him. It’s gentle and almost reverent, like I’m something fragile, and he’s afraid to break me. It touches my heart and fills me with warmth. I pull him closer, and the hard length of him pressing against my stomach reminds me that, so far, this has been one-sided. The urgent need to feel him inside me is overwhelming. I tug at his pants impatiently.
“Need you inside me,” I say, my voice urgent.
He steps back to remove his pants without saying a word, and I shiver at the loss of his heat. I watch him strip for me, admiring every bit of they beautiful body. He smirks as he lowers his pants. I can see the outline of his hard length through his black boxers. Why is that so fucking hot? I want to see him naked more than anything, and that is not a thought I’ve ever had about a man before. I suck in a breath as his boxers slide down his legs, revealing his cock, thick, hard, and leaking. Pre-cum coats the head, and my mouth waters. Jesus, even the man’s dick is perfect. He’s just the right length because I am definitely not a size queen, but I like a man with girth. He wraps a hand around his erection and strokes. A moan slips out of me before I can rein it in.
“See something you like, beautiful?” he says, as he grabs pants off the floor and pulls out his wallet. He fishes out a condom and tears he foil packet open before smoothing it over his hard cock. He gives another heated smirk before stalking towards me and crowding me against the wall. I sigh at the feel of his skin against mine.
“Oh God, yes!” I breathe deeply into the crook of his neck as he reaches down and grabs my thighs to lift me up. How fucking sexy is it that he can even lift me, much less hold me in place? I can hear the smile in his voice as he lines my sopping wet pussy up with his cock. I groan in anticipation. He notches himself at my entrance and slowly pushes himself in. It’s been so long for me, and I’m tight but so damn wet. With as slow as he’s going, it’s not more than I can handle. God, I love the way this feels.
“Fuck. So damn tight. I love how your greedy cunt is gripping my dick.” His voice is tight, and I can feel him holding back, trying not to hurt me, but I’m not made of glass. I want to feel all of him. I grip the back of his neck and bite lightly.
“It’s okay, Damon. I swear I won’t break. Give me what I need. Please.”
I feel him tense, before he thrusts hard, and I cry out as he bottoms out inside of me. I’m so full, and the pressure is delicious. I tighten my thighs around his hips, showing him I’m on board with his last move. He’s still letting me get used to his girth, but I want more.
“Move…please,” I croak out.
“Fuck,” he grinds out, as his hips draw back and snap forward, and it feels so damn good.
“You are so tight, baby. I don’t know how long I’m gonna last,” he says through clenched teeth, snapping his hips forward again, pushing himself deliciously deep.
His mouth crashes down on mine as his hips begin moving in perfect rhythm with mine. Every thrust is liquid heat. I can’t hold back my criesas he takes me higher and higher with each thrust. He pulls off my mouth, and I bury my head in his neck, breathing his piney scent as he lights my body on fire with every stroke of his cock.
