“Lamar,” I cried out, struggling against the wrist restraints.
“Say it again,” he grunted.
“I’m yoursssssssssssssss.”
His face was still buried in my pussy as he groaned. “And?”
“I love you. I love you. I love—oh shit!”
My hips lifted from the bed, and an orgasm ripped through my body from his talented tongue. He flicked and sucked my clit in a methodical way that sent waves of pleasure through my body. My mind was blank, my heart was racing, and my body was on fire.
“Lamar,” I managed to choke out as I finally unclenched my body and exhaled.
The blindfold was still covering my eyes, but I felt his breath on my thighs, so I knew where he was. For that reason alone, it shouldn’t have been a surprise when he kissed the crease. But still, I inhaled sharply, and my entire body reacted.
“Mmmm… that was a good one,” he whispered.
His bed dipped slightly as he moved, climbing upward. I shivered as his fingertips danced over my thighs.
“I love how good you taste,” he continued. He grabbed my hips tightly, and he kissed my lower belly. “I love how good you look when you come for me. I love how soft you are.” Moving his way up my body, he trailed kisses over the fleshiness of my belly and through the valley of my breasts. “And I love how you respond to me, Jazzy.”
My skin tingled. “I love it when you call me that,” I replied breathily.
“You likeJazzy?” He nuzzled my hardened nipples with his face before biting them.
“Yes,” I moaned. “I want to hear it all the time.”
“My Jazzy baby…” He sucked my left and then my right nipple. “I save it for when I can bury my tongue or my dick in you.”
My lower body clenched, and my toes curled. My arms jerked against the cuffs. I wanted to touch him, to kiss him, to feel him.
“Lamar,” I whined.
He kissed my neck.
The feeling of his lips on my skin caused a chill to run down my spine. I moaned softly as his mouth covered mine. He shifted his body so he could reach up and uncuff me. With that move, his dick, heavy and hard, pressed against my inner thigh. As soon as my hands were free, I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer.
The kiss deepened, and the head of his dick pressed against my wetness. A jolt of electricity shot through me, invigorating all my pleasure points.
I moaned loudly and wrapped my legs around his hips.
“Jazzy, baby…” He groaned, pulling out of the kiss fractionally. He pushed my blindfold onto my forehead and stared into my eyes. “I should get a condom.”
I nodded slowly. “Yeah, you should.”
He didn’t move, and I didn’t unwrap my legs from around him.
Lowering his lips to mine, he kissed me again, slower, sexier. Tasting myself on his tongue, I was reminded of all the ways that man knew how to please me, and I pulled him on top of me.
I gasped into his mouth as the head of his dick slid down my slit. “Yes.”
His body was tight with restraint as he pushed himself up and held himself right over me. “Tell me what you want…”
I opened my eyes. I placed one hand on his cheek while the other held on to his bicep. “I want you to fill me up.”
“Shit,” he swore, shaking his head. “Don’t look at me like that and say that.”
“Why not— Oh!” I cried out as he pressed himself to my entrance.
