D’s hips move faster, his grip on my hair tightening as he pushes me to move in and out, faster and faster. The wet, sloppy sounds of my mouth around his cock fill the air, his shaft throbbing, begging for release.
But I’m in charge here.
With a pop, I pull his cock out of my mouth, my tongue still teasing the sensitive head, my fingers still stroking him, keeping him on the edge.
“Fuck, Wren,” he growls, his hands sliding down my body, his touch sending electric shocks through my skin. “I can’t take it anymore. I need to be inside you.”
“Mmm, is that right?” I tease, my tongue flicking against the sensitive spot under the head of his cock, my fingers continuing their sinful dance. “What makes you think you get to call the shots?”
With a growl, he pulls me to my feet, his hands working feverishly to undo my jeans, his mouth on mine, hot and desperate.
But I shush him, putting a finger to his lips, a mischievous smile playing on my face. “Not so fast, baby,” I whisper, pushing him backward to the bed.
I straddle him, my hands roaming over his chest, tracing his muscles, my mouth finding his nipple. I suckle him, my tongue teasing the sensitive skin.
I push him back onto the bed, a wicked grin on my face as the nightstand’s dim light casts shadows across his body.
“Tsk, tsk, baby. Patience is a virtue,” I tease, unbuttoning my shirt one agonizingly slow button at a time. The fabric slides off my shoulders, revealing the black lace of my bra, and D growls, his eyes glued to my body.
“Goddammit, Wren,” he hisses, reaching for me, his fingers itching to grab me, to rip my clothes off.
But I’m not done yet.
I slowly slide off my jeans, revealing the matching black lace panties underneath. D’s eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of me.
With a teasing smile, I lean down and take him into my mouth, sucking and teasing with long strokes of my tongue. D moans,his hips bucking up to meet me. But I have full control now, and I don’t let him take over.
My nails dig into his thighs as I continue to suck on him, taking every inch of him into my mouth until he’s trembling beneath me. And then I pull away abruptly, leaving him panting for more.
I stand up and slowly unhook my bra before tossing it aside. D’s eyes follow every move hungrily as he watches me crawl back onto the bed toward him.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” he growls, pulling me close and capturing my lips in a fierce kiss.
“I know.” I beam and return his kiss,
His hands grip my waist, tugging me close to him, his mouth devouring my nipple. His tongue flicks across the sensitive skin, teasing and tantalizing, his teeth nipping just hard enough to make me gasp. He knows my body, knows how to play me like a goddamn instrument.
My panties are wet, my hips grinding against him, begging for more. But D’s not done yet. His other hand reaches down, pressing against the outside of my panties, my clit throbbing under his touch.
“You’re soaking, Wren.”
Fuck, yes, I am, and I’m ready to ride his cock like a goddamn bronco.
His finger slides into my soaked cunt, curling inside me, and I moan, my hips bucking against his hand. My eyes flutter closed, my head tilting back as I give myself over to the sensation.
I reach down, my hand wrapping around his cock, stroking him, teasing him, making him moan. Our desire builds like a goddamn inferno, our bodies straining against each other, our breaths coming in ragged gasps.
“D,” I whisper. “I want you inside me.”
I straddle him slowly, grinding against his hardness to intensify the pleasure building in my clit. He groans in response, his hands reaching up to squeeze my tits, pinching my nipples between his fingers.
“You’re fucking killing me,” he growls in a guttural voice. But I can see the flames blazing in his gaze, mirroring the fire spreading through my body. Unable to withstand the desire any longer, D grabs me by the waist and ruthlessly thrusts his hard cock inside of me.
My breath hitches as I feel him filling me up completely, making me whisper, “Fuck,” under my breath.
My heart races with the fear of being caught by Alex next door, but the thrill only adds to the intensity. With my eyes locked on D’s, I begin to move my hips, riding his hard cock like my life depends on it. Every thrust takes me closer to the edge as I surrender myself completely to him.
His hands grip my hips, guiding me and urging me on. I can feel his muscles tense beneath me as he matches my movements, his own pleasure building with each thrust.
