A gust of air tears out of him, making my clit throb. He shifts between my legs, eyelids lowering to half mast as he bites back a sexy moan. The bed rocks and I rise up on an elbow to watch him grind against the mattress, fascinated and turned on beyond belief.
“I’m so hard from the thought of being your first. Give me a second to calm down.”
“Okay,” I stammer.
He chuckles, raking his eyes over me as he reaches down to adjust himself. It’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen. Wonder filters through the pleasurable haze enveloping me. I’m doing that to him?
I don’t have long to think about it before he hooks his fingers in my panties and rips them off, no longer going slow to tease me.
“Hold on, sweetheart. To the headboard. Your sheets. My hair.” He places a kiss on my folds that makes me tremble. “Hold on tight while I enjoy eating you.”
Alex covers my pussy with his mouth and a shocked cry tears out of me at the first long drag of his tongue parting me. He groans, the rough, filthy sound sending a delicious vibration straight to my core.
“Oh!” My spine bows and my fingers have a mind of their own, flying to his head to grip the thick strands of his hair. “Alex, oh my god.”
He hums in agreement, large hands molding to my hips to keep me in place. I writhe as he devours me with his mouth, sucking and licking to bring me pleasure I’ve never imagined.
“Fuck, you’re getting so wet,” he mutters against my throbbing clit, bringing another new sensation that drives me wild. “That’s it, baby. Let me taste you.”
The moan that erupts from me is louder than I expect. I’m used to staying quiet, always aware of my surroundings. I’ve never lost control like this.
His mouth curves in a smug grin against my folds and he massages my hips. “Shh, baby. You’re going to let the whole floor know what we’re doing. Those sounds are mine. Save them for me while I’m enjoying my meal.”
Alex buries his face between my legs and my breath hitches with another strangled cry. Within moments of his skilled ministrations, I’m on the edge.
“I—I think I’m… Oh god, please,” I whimper.
He doesn’t stop. A rumble vibrates in his throat and he focuses his attention on my clit while I rock against his face in desperate need to chase the perfect friction. The sensations grow more intense, every swipe of his tongue sending me to the brink. My fingers tighten in his hair as my core erupts in a ripple of ecstasy.
“Alex!” I scream.
The orgasm unlike any I’ve had, deep and intense, going on forever. I ride the waves, chest heaving and body trembling. He strokes my sides and kisses my hip.
“You taste so good when you come on my tongue,” he rasps.
His praise filters in and out. I float back to awareness gradually, arching into the delicious aftershocks tingling through me.
Alex watches me, sitting on the edge of the bed. His fingertips trace patterns on my flushed skin. He catches my hand when I reach for the bulge in his pants ready to reciprocate how good he made me feel. I pinch my brows.
Licking my lips, I shift to my knees. My nipples harden at my boldness, sitting in front of him naked. “I want to touch you.”
He strokes my hand with his thumb and stares at me with an intent expression I can’t decipher. His eyes bounce between mine and he sighs.
“Next time.” He tightens his grip to keep me from pulling away, features strained. “I don’t want to push you for something in the heat of the moment, sweetheart. Not more than I already have. Let’s take it slow, okay?”
I slide my lips together. “I might be inexperienced, but I know stuff.” My books give me a healthy list of fantasies I want to try. Tilting my head, I trace my fingers over my breasts, grasping at the boldness he inspires in me. “I have a vibrator inthe drawer over there. You could come in my mouth while I use it on myself.”
“Shit. You’re killing me,” he mutters. “As much as I want nothing more than to have your mouth on my cock, I need to go, baby. I’ll be late for practice if I don’t go grab my gear now.”
Disappointment flares in my chest, but it doesn’t last. He shifts closer and caresses my side, drinking me in.
“Just because I have to go doesn’t mean you have to stop, though.” The tip of his tongue drags over his lower lip. “I want you to use that vibrator to keep playing with yourself. You’re going to think of my tongue lapping up every fucking drop from your pussy when you come. Okay?”
Air rushes out of me and my thighs clench. “O-okay.”
Alex kisses me deeply, ending it before I’m ready. Then he leaves.
I do what he suggested, pretending he’s still the one touching me. But I don’t stop at playing by myself until I’m trembling.
