Rolling myself beside her, I lock my hands around her waist and pull her on top of me.
“Don’t get too comfortable.” I wink at her before I spin her around so her back is to my face.
I trace my fingertips down her spine, then back up again as I tuck her hair over her shoulder.
Digging my fingers into her waist, I lower myself down slightly, my head and neck against the headboard, my body laid underneath her and she’s still sitting on my lap. Gliding one of my hands between her shoulder blades, I flatten it and gently push her down. My spare hand is locked around my cock as I line it up at her lips, and she takes me in.
“Move your head up and down, baby, suck me in,” I groan, already feeling the pressure building as my cock twitches against her soft tongue.
She does as I say. My fingers find her hair, twirling a curl around one of them as I guide her up and down my length.
“That’s it. Fuck.” I clench my jaw, my teeth grinding and I feel the trickle of saliva run down the side of my cock.
Uncurling my fingers from myself, I glide my palm down her side and hook her thong to the side, revealing her soaked cunt. Teasing my fingers up and down her pussy, I take my time to rub her clit, too. As I do, I drag her hips back and lower her cunt over my lips, spearing my tongue inside of her. Muffled moans fill the room when I focus my tongue on her clit, my fingers finding her opening. I sink two inside of her and I feel her cunt squeeze around me, tightening.
She pulls my cock out to the tip, pausing for a moment. I push her forward, lifting my mouth from her.
“Are you okay?” I find myself asking and her gaze dances across her shoulder looking at me.
“Can I touch you,” she asks, her breath all shaky.
“Do what you want, Lucky. Lick the tip and spit on it if you want,” I groan as I feel her fingers tighten around my length as she begins pumping up and down slowly.
My brows raise when she spits on my cock, then runs the tip of her tongue gently over my already sensitive head.
“Oh, fuck.” My toes curl as she takes me into her mouth, her fingers still gliding up and down my length.
A deep moan vibrates through me as I bring her pussy back to my mouth, my tongue quickening through her cunt. I trail up to her clit and sucking her into my mouth.
She quivers. Lapping against the sensitive skin, her back arches. Her hot mouth slides up and down my cock, her fingers still locked around me, but her movements have become laxed, slow even.
“Keep going,” I pant, pleasure making itself known, my skin blistering in goosebumps. Pulling my lips from her, a string of her arousal attached as I watch. “Please,”I beg, my fingers rounding her ass as I dig my fingers into the sensitive flesh.
She swallows me down, her body jolting forward as she gags, her cunt contracting as she does. Arousal seeps from her, but my tongue is there, swiping it up as I massage my tongue over her clit, sliding a finger inside of her with ease.
She takes me to the back of her throat again, seeming to have found a rhythm that she is comfortable with. Her head bobs up and down and stars burst behind my eyes, my orgasm coming in thick and fast.
“Fuck, yes.” I roll my hips up, peeking around her ass as I thrust into her mouth, fucking her throat.
She gags again but I don’t stop. I’m too far gone, ready to chase my release.
“Athena, oh fuck,” I hiss.
Her fingers tightening and I shoot my cum down the back of her throat, throwing my head back against the headboard as mypleasure obliterates inside of me. My chest heaves, black flecks burst in front of my eyes and my heart is pounding.
“Shit,” I hiss, leaning up and wrapping my arms around her as I pull her against me. Slowly, I roll her down my side and tuck her under my arms as I catch my breath. “I’m sorry.” I half laugh through a pant. “There is no way you haven’t done that before.”
Her cheeks flush. “I just have a good teacher,” she whispers, pressing her finger to my lips against her arousal.
“That was…” I puff my cheeks out.
“Did I do okay?”
I shake my head. “You did more than okay.” I drag my bottom lip behind my teeth.
“Yeah?” she asks, her voice barely audible.
“Yeah.” I tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear, losing myself in her golden ambers, wondering how the hell she landed in my arms.
