Holy shit… he’s been hiding a goddamn baseball bat in his pants. How did it fit the last time, and why wasn’t I sore for days afterward? His dick is long and thick and my mouth waters as I stare at it. I want it in my mouth. I can’t remember ever wanting my lips wrapped around a cock as badly as I do right now.
Holding his gaze, I strip off my shirt, leaving me in just my lacy black panties and bra. He visibly gulps and a thrill shimmies up my spine. With a sultry smile, I crawl to the edge of the bed, moving my hips enticingly. Mmmm, I feel like a real seductress and I love the way he can’t seem to take his eyes off me. I sit with my legs swinging over the side and reach out to grab hold of his t-shirt and pull him closer.
“Fuck, Rylee… you’re so sexy.”
Grinning up at him, I wrap my hand around the base of his cock and bring the head to my lips. He throws his head back with a groan before looking back down at me. Zander’s eyes are locked on me and I can see how eager for this he is, but he’s fighting to hold onto his control.
Hmmm… I wonder how far I can push him before he snaps.
Giving him a firm stroke, I purr, “I guess I do drive you crazy. You’re already so hard and eager. Look at you… you’re dripping. I like having you right here on the edge.”
He gulps, and when he speaks, his voice is low and rough. “I told you. Now, are you going to put me out of my misery or just keep teasing me?”
I chuckle. “What if I just keep teasing you?”
To my surprise and delight, he grabs hold of my hair and jerks my head back.
“You’ll see me lose my patience real fast.”
I stare up at him, breathless, my pussy pulsing with need. No guy has ever talked dirty to me the way Zander does. My previous experiences have been rather vanilla, but with him, there’s a part of me that wants to take control and see how far I can push both our boundaries.
“That’s really fucking hot,” I reply.
He clenches his jaw. “Open your mouth.”
I do, without hesitation, and stick out my tongue for good measure.
“Good girl.”
Oh, fuck… I like how that sounds.
He brings his cock to my lips and presses forward into my mouth. He’s so big… so thick… my jaw aches as I hold my mouth open to take him. Zander holds me by my hair and pumps his hips, sliding his length in and out. Saliva gathers and starts to leak past my lips and he goes deeper and harder. I gag, but relax my throat as he pushes himself further and further into my mouth.
“You’re doing so good,” he murmurs, brushing the back of his fingers along my jaw. The touch is so tender and adoring, which makes me melt even as he makes me choke on his cock. “You’re so pretty with my dick in your mouth.”
I’m getting so wet and turned on, I can’t stop myself. I slip one hand into the front of my panties as I spread my legs and brush my finger over my pussy.
“You petting yourself, dirty girl?” He hisses in approval. “Getting that pretty pussy ready for me?”
Hot damn, I am loving this version of Zander. Dominating. Filthy. Rough.
I want more.
I want him buried deep inside me, pounding my pussy until I come, screaming his name.
“Spread your legs wider,” he orders. “Let me see.”
I do as I’m told, but I don’t move my panties aside and continue rubbing myself inside them. Just another way to tease him, and fuck, I love teasing him.
He continues to fuck my mouth while I finger myself. With my free hand, I cup his balls and massage them, nearly bringing him to his knees.
“Fuck!” He releases a long, low moan. “Fuck, fuck, fuck… I need to taste you.”
Before I fully comprehend what he’s doing, he pulls his cock from my mouth. Grabbing my waist, he pushes me further back on the bed then yanks my underwear off. Holding my gaze, he pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his chiseled torso and broad shoulders.
This man really is a real-life Thor. Huge and sculpted and perfect.
My breath hitches as he climbs onto the bed and shoves my legs apart.
