“Why don’t you try to guess which one it is?” I lean up, pulling my own shirt off.
“I do like a scavenger hunt.” His voice is husky, laced with need. Fire is in his eyes as he takes me in, his hands moving up my sides.
“Is it this one?” Trevor’s fingers trace a tiger on my side.
“Nope, not it.”
His fingers move higher up, stopping on words inked under my bra line. “This needs to go.” I arch up, giving him access to unclasp my bra. He tosses it behind him.
“Fuck, Ruby. These are the most gorgeous tits I’ve ever seen.” He takes them in his hands, pinching the tight buds of my nipples. I crave this man’s touch. This man who I only met a few hours ago. His hands on my skin are the sweetest sin.
“This has to be your favorite tattoo.” He traces the chandelier pattern, a lotus blossom in the center, as it trails down my stomach under my breasts. It was hidden from view when I showed him my side earlier.
“We have a winner.” My voice is needy as his hands rub the soft skin under my breasts. He’s not moving, just taking my body and artwork in.
“And what do I win?” Trevor’s tongue darts out to wet his lips.
I sit up, unbuckling his belt and tugging his jeans down his legs. He stands, kicking them out of the way as his thick cock springs up to his stomach.
“Commando?”
“What can I say? I don’t like the confines of boxers.”
Everything about this man is turning me on. The way his eyes move over my body as I kneel before him. The tenderness with which he touches my body. The easy connection we seemed to have formed these last few hours.
I waste no time wrapping my lips around the head of Trevor’s leaking cock. The salty taste on my tongue makes me wetter.
“Fuck.” He draws the word out as he thrusts into my mouth. I love being able to make a man lose control. I bob up and down, drinking in his cock with a practised ease. It’s a powerful feeling knowing how turned on Trevor is by my mouth. Reaching down, I cup his balls, giving them a firm tug.
“Bloody hell, Ruby. I’m not coming for the first time in your mouth.”
I pull off him with a pop, stroking my hand up and down the wetness now coating his dick.
“That’s where you’re wrong. I’m in charge tonight, and you’re going to come down my throat, and then you’re going to take me upstairs and eat me out before I let you into my pussy.”
“Then you best get going, because after that, I’m about ready to blow.”
I can only smirk at him as I thumb the slit at the head of his cock. Trevor’s hisses and moans are enough to make me come, but not until I make him come first.
Hollowing my cheeks, I take him as deep as I can go. I lave his cock with attention, as his hips jack faster into my mouth. “Shite, I’m going to come Ruby.” His hands fist in my hair as the first ropes of cum hit my tongue. I don’t stop as I swallow every last ounce of his release.
Once he’s done, I release him from my mouth. I lick my lips, loving the taste of him there. “Christ, that was the hottest fucking thing ever. I definitely want a repeat of that performance.”
Trevor pulls me up, making quick work of the rest of my clothes. “If you behave, you’ll get several repeats.”
“Fuck, I’m already getting hard again.” I can feel his cock against my stomach.
I stand on my tip toes, my chest brushing his. “You have good stamina.”
“Alright woman, where’s your bedroom? I need my taste of you now so I can show you just how much stamina I have.”
“Right this way.” I trail my fingers along the tattoos on his chest, brushing past him to go upstairs. Adding an appropriate amount of sway to my hips, his hand comes down hard on the globe of my arse. The smack reverberates through the quiet room.
“Ahh!” The slap goes straight to my core. My body is tight with need, and there’s nothing I want more than Trevor’s lips on mine.
“Such a tease.” Trevor is crowding behind me as we hurry upstairs. There’s no door to the room, just an open area that overlooks the living room below.
Trevor throws me down on the bed and pulls me toward him. “I have never wanted to fuck someone more than I want to fuck you, love.”
