“Have you ever taken this many fingers before?”
I shake my head, breathing hard. “You’re the only one I’ve ever tried this with.”
He groans roughly while he kisses the side of my neck. “You’re taking me so well.”
Tingles splash across my skin at his praise. I bury my face in his shoulder and whimper. “Oh god…this is a lot…”
Above me, I hear the soft rumble of his laugh.
“My dick is even bigger, honey. You know that. So you’d better take all three of these fingers if you want a chance in hell of taking my cock.”
A thrill shoots down my spine, setting between my legs. My clit throbs harder as arousal zooms through my body. God, he’s so cocky, but it’s hot. Because what he’s saying is true. He’s huge. And I want to have sex with himsobad.
I want to be able to take all of him. I want to take his big, thick cock. I want to be so good for him.
I breathe and relax around his fingers, settling into that deliciously full feeling.
I look up at him. “I can’t wait to ride your cock, Nick. I want it so bad.”
His jaw ticks, and he huffs out a sharp breath. He kisses me hard until I’m breathless and panting.
“Good fucking girl,” he murmurs against my mouth. Then he gently taps his thumb against my clit, and I cry out.
He presses his mouth against mine, swallowing my desperate sounds.
“I’m gonna make you come with my tongue while my fingers are inside your sweet pussy,” he growls. “Does that sound good to you, honey?”
“God, yes,” I whine.
He kisses down my neck and chest and stomach and hip.
“Scream into the pillow like a good girl when you come,” he orders before flicking his tongue over my clit.
It’s not even a minute before I’m crying out into the plush fabric. Pleasure hurtles through my entire body. It feels like I’m shattering, falling apart into a billion pieces. It’s all too much, but it’s perfect. It’s ecstasy.
I push Nick’s face away when it becomes too much. Slowly, he pulls his fingers out of me. I whimper and hiss. He dusts soft kisses along the inside of my thigh, and I melt. So sweet and doting.
My head is heavy, and my ears are ringing. I’m breathing so fast. It feels like I’ve sprinted a race.
I’ve never come that hard, that fast before.
He kisses my thigh, then up my stomach, then the hinge of my jaw. He settles next to me on the pillow, then he gently brushes my hair out of my face.
“You did so well,” he says before gently kissing my mouth.
“Will you fuck me the next time we’re alone together?” I ask.
He stills, a rough sound falling from his lips. “Hell yes. And you’re gonna be so damn loud.”
I smile and kiss him. “Can’t wait.”
When I reach down and grab his hard cock in my hand, he groans. I jerk him slowly, and his eyes roll back. He clears his throat and swallows hard.
“Poppy, I’m not gonna last,” he mutters. “Watching you take my fingers while I licked your clit turned me on so much…”
I grin, giddy that he can barely hold on now.
I push the bedsheets off of us with my free hand, then move down and tease the head of his cock with my tongue.
