Then I backed him up against the counter as I snaked my tongue around his, and it was like being smacked by a wall of lust.
Cupping his face in my hands, I took control and gave as good as I got. I couldn’t be the only one fucked in the head by us meeting today. I needed him on the same page as me.
“You gave me a code to the building,” he mumbled into the kiss.
I nodded and dropped my hands to his shirt. Those buttons needed to come undone.
He shuddered, easing his own hands down my arms. “I can’t get over how hot you are.”
That boded well for me.
I didn’t stop kissing him for a second. He stole every ounce of my focus with how passionately he kissed.
I got his shirt off, and I threw it aside. The undershirt would have to wait. I could not for the life of me get my mouth off his. He tasted of mint and a hint of coffee, and he knew how to use his tongue. Every push and every swirl were seductive and whispered of equal amounts of urgency and patience.
I wasn’t sure I had much left of the latter.
Eventually, he was done wearing clothes, so he pulled away enough to haul his undershirt over his head, followed by undoing his slacks. I ducked down and kissed his neck, and he groaned as he pressed our cocks together. Before I knew it, his hands were sliding under my sweats and grabbing at my ass.
“Do we have anything to worry about?” he asked, out of breath. “I wanna suck you off.”
“Fuck,” I exhaled. “Nope, nothing.”
That was all he needed. He sank to his knees in front of me, and he pulled down my sweats enough to expose my cock.
I swallowed dryly, sure I’d never seen something so sexy before.
He leaned in and gripped the base as I combed my fingers through his hair.
My lips fucking tingled after all that kissing. Goddamn amazing.
He didn’t wait around. He sucked me into his mouth and peered up at me, and I carefully removed his glasses and placed them on the counter.
“How blurry am I?” I smirked.
He chuckled around my cock and shook his head.
“Fuck, that’s good.” I eased one hand down his throat, then back up to his thoroughly kissed lips. The way they felt around me, man. Both soft and firm. “You like this?”
He hummed and closed his eyes.
I shivered.
He had one hand on my ass, the other roaming my front, and he didn’t seem to mind when I started moving.
“That’s it. Hold still.” I fisted his hair to hold him in place, and I moved faster. I thrust in and out of his mouth, and all I got from him was encouragement. The guy liked having his mouth fucked. “Can I do this to your sexy ass later?”
He nodded quickly.
That’s my boy.
“Christ, you’re good,” I whispered. “Take all of me.” I pushed deeper, and he screwed his eyes shut harder and focused on breathing through his nose. “Perfect. So fucking perfect.” I groaned as the pressure built up within me.
His fingers were still digging into my ass cheek by the time I was balls deep, so I stopped holding back altogether. I started fucking his throat forcefully, and I noticed he was stroking himself.
My grip on his hair had to be painful, but he clearly didn’t mind. If anything, the rougher I was on him, the more he liked it.
Heaven.
