Sianna
OPENING MY EYES, Istared out the window and the darkness beyond, resisting the urge to pinch myself. Had I dreamt the lovemaking I’d experience at the irresistible hands of a skilled lover? The soft breathing at my nape, the warm body curved tightly to mine, the heavy arm over my waist, and the brawny thighs against the back of mine was a confirmed no. Unable to stop the smile, I shifted slightly, and his hand moved up, curling around my breast almost possessively. I glanced down at those perfectly manicured fingers, recalling the sin they’d inflicted on my body. Instant warmth spread through me, staining my cheeks. The man’s endurance was amazing. He’d fucked for me for hours, starting in front of the fire and ending on the bed. I finally lost count on the number of positions he’d flexed my body into and succumbed to his prowess.
Sliding out from under his arm, I tried not to wake him and stilled my movements at the change in his breathing. When he didn’t stir, I crept out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Excitement pumped through my veins, leaving me delirious after having lost myself in Prince’s arms. I couldn’t have asked for a better first time or a more ardent lover. Yet some part of me wished it would go on forever, that when dawn crested over the horizon, I could remain in his arms.
Sighing, I splashed cold water on my face, rinsed my mouth then stared at myself in the mirror. There was a sparkle to my blue irises I hadn’t seen in a long time. Hopeful it would remain there, I exited the bathroom and stopped at the bottom of the bed. Unable to resist admiring that beautiful specimen of the male species, I let my eyes wander over his body. He’d rolled onto his back, causing the sheet to slip down to just above his crotch and giving me a tantalizing view of his delicious body. Instant heat scorched my insides. He hadn’t mentioned his actual age, only that he was into the fourth decade of his life. All the same, his muscular build would give any of his younger compatriots a run for their money. Dark lashes rested on his sharp cheeks, casting long shadows over his golden skin. While he wasn’t that tanned, there was a distinct depth to his skin color, suggesting his family line converged over a cultural ethnicity.
He moved his leg, tugging the sheet lower and revealing his gorgeous cock. I moaned, licking my lips at the thought of filling my mouth with his length. As soon as the idea materialized, I grinned. Nothing stopped me from having my way with him, and it wasn’t like he wouldn’t enjoy it. I climbed onto the bed and inched closer until I knelt between his spread legs. Emboldened by the greed swirling in the pit of my stomach, I grasped his cock, and wrapped my mouth around the head, gently massaging it with my tongue. Encouraged by the stiffening shaft, I sucked a little harder.
I looked up and momentarily froze under his brilliant gaze. With his hands laced under his head, Prince watched me. Hot color flushed my cheeks. A smile moved slowly across his face, curling his firm lips and creasing the corners of his eyes with crow’s feet. “What are you doing, Sia?”
“Sucking your cock,” I said my tone matter of fact.
“It’s not a lollipop, princess.” His breathing slowed. “Take me deeper.” He widened his legs. “Show me how greedy you are for my cock.”
Spurred by the dirty words, I opened my mouth and swirled my tongue around the head before swallowing down as far my gag reflex would allow.
Groaning, he threaded his fingers lightly through my hair. “Suck me harder.”
I obeyed his command, and he moaned even louder. Smiling, I worked my tongue around the swollen head, licking, sucking, nibbling. When I dipped the tip of my tongue into the slit, he buried a hand in my hair, his grip firm. I sucked harder and his hips thrust up, chasing my mouth. I grazed my teeth along the veined ridges, and his hold on my scalp strengthened and was almost painful.
“Fuck,” he breathed. The muscles in his legs tensed, and he thrust up once more. I cupped his balls, rolling my palms over the leathery sacs while I sped up my rhythm and squeezed harder with each bob of my head. Another harsh groan rumbled out his chest. “Slow down, Princess.” He palmed both sides of my head, guiding my movements to what he wanted. Slowly, he moved me up and down. Each time he pulled up to just the head, and I rolled my tongue over the smooth skin, dipping the tip into the slit and moaning at the salty fluid prickling my tongue, his grasp tightened.
“Beautiful,” his voice skated through the air, guttural and rugged, sparking an ache between my thighs.
I glanced up, marveling at the heat burning in his eyes, darkening the silver depths. His jaw clenched as though he fought for control. I smiled around his cock, relishing my power over him. His brow shot up, and as if aware of my conceit, he pushed me down again, harder this time. I pulled my gaze away to concentrate on drawing an orgasm out of him. I loved the way his cock felt inside my mouth, loved the way my tongue drew out his untamed reactions.
Without thinking, I reached down and rolled a finger through my wet slit. I groaned around his cock. Prince’s hips bucked hard. He pushed my head down until I gagged, pulling a hoarse growl from him. “Breathe through your nose, Sia,” he ordered, noticing the tears in my eyes. I complied, and when he allowed me back up, I gasped for air before he shoved me back down. I rubbed my clit again and couldn’t stop the sharp whimper. The sound around his cock seemed to drive him crazy. “Fuck,” he cursed while repeatedly holding my head down and lifting it for me to breathe.
Each time my lips touched his groin, I inhaled through my nose, running my tongue along the length and into the slit as he let me back up until the ache in my pussy intensified. With one last-ditch effort at holding back the tension knotting my inner muscles, I pushed a finger inside my soaked pussy and let out a muffled cry around his cock as I came.
“Fuck, Sia.” While my body shuddered in a release, he held my head still. I swirled my tongue along the underside of his cock, our eyes meeting. “You love this, don’t you? Taking me in your mouth?” he rasped, his strong fingers clenched in my hair as he began thrusting up, hard and fast, fucking my mouth in quick short jerks of his hips.
I no longer had control and gave him free rein to use my mouth for his pleasure. I grasped his thighs to keep myself in place. He shoved my head down one last time before a harsh grunt ripped through his body, and hot cum shot down my throat. Stunned by the piquant taste, I did my best to swallow every drop. Breathing hard, his hands fell away. When his body stopped jerking, I released him from my mouth, and I slid up to lie over him. His heartbeat a sensual strum beneath my chest, he gripped my hips while his mouth feasted on mine. The kiss was a carnal mix of tongue and teeth. I swept trembling hands over his biceps and up to cup his face, the scrape of his scruff tickled my palms. The kiss intensified, our tongues an erotic battle as he dove deeper, the powerful stretch of his jaw as sensual as the sinful way his tongue slithered over mine.
“You’re magnificent,” he murmured against my lips. Did I imagine the admiration in his words? He probably had plenty of women sucking him off. “Who taught you how to suck cock so well?” The corner of his mouth quirked up in a playful grin, making me forget my anxiety.
I gazed up at his handsome face and trailed a finger over the shape of his lips. “My cousin once told me that the best way to keep a man is to suck his cock so good, he forgets what a pussy feels like. Since I wasn’t interested in experimenting with the real thing, I used to practice with a dildo.” Eyes wide, his jaw dropped. Laughter rippled out my chest. He rolled us, and with him on top, he settled his legs between mine. “You’re officially my first judge.”
He cocked his head to one side, his eyes filled with something I couldn’t read. “First judge?”
I wasn’t sure what to make of his question and shrugged. “Well, you are my first lover, so...” I left the words hanging.
Was I mistaking the look on his face for optimism? “I love the way you suck my cock.” He rolled his hips over mine, sliding his already stiff shaft up and down my slit. I groaned. “You can tell your cousin his advice was worth its weight in gold, but I won’t forget your pussy.”
My muscles quivered as a rush of longing slammed into me. Tomorrow evening I would be sitting in my room craving this sexy man, recalling every moment to precision.
“Hey, you zoned out.” He nipped my chin. “Am I that boring, or was my compliment not good enough?”
Laughing, I shook my head. “I just thought that maybe it was time I left. You know. Since we—” I still had no idea what to call this thing between us.
