Gripping my hips in response, he groaned, pulling out of the kiss. “Jazz…”
“Yes?”
He pressed his lips against mine. “I want you to ride my face until you come for me.” He palmed my ass. “And then I’m going to put all this dick”—shifting forward and pressing himself against my belly—“deep in your pussy, and I want you to come for me all over again.”
“Yes,” I breathed.
He kissed me hard while he lifted me by my ass and carried me to the bed a few feet away. He released me, making sure I felt every inch of him as he slid me down his body. When my feet touched the floor, he sat on my bed and pulled me between his open legs.
Lamar looked up at me, licking his lips as he scanned my naked body. “This is sexy,” he murmured, staring at my newest piercing. “Is this new?”
“Yeah,” I breathed. My face flushed as he examined it, his eyes taking in my midsection.
“I love the way it looks on you.” With his hands on my hips, he leaned up to kiss above the belly jewelry. “I love the way you look.” He kissed to the right of it. “I love the way you feel”—he kissed to the left of it—“and the way you taste.” Moving his hands to my ass, he kissed me from one hip to the other. “I want every inch of you.”
“You can have anything you want,” I told him, my voice barely audible.
“Sit on my face,” he whispered against my skin.
His heated gaze was trained on me as he lay back. I bit my lip while I climbed onto the bed and straddled his head. The moment I got comfortable, he wrapped his arms around my thick thighs and went to work.
Lamar Anderson was not playing with me.
His skillful tongue knew exactly what to do, and my body reacted in kind. His beard tickled my ass as he ran his tongue the entire length of me. I’d been fantasizing about him eating me since the first time his tongue touched me, so I wanted to savor the feeling. But that time had been an appetizer, and this was the main course. I wanted to relish being devoured. But I was close to the edge, and he kept flicking and sucking my clit with the perfect amount of pressure.
I didn’t last two minutes.
Writhing above him, I couldn’t take it anymore, and I came hard.
“Oh my God.” I panted as I rolled off him.
I landed on my back in the middle of the bed. With my eyes closed, I put my hand to my chest.
“You look as good as you taste,” he whispered into my neck.
His lips skated down my jaw, and when he kissed me, it was with reckless abandon. Our mouths moved as if we couldn’t get enough of each other.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he groaned into my mouth as I rolled on top of him. With his back pinned against the bed, he gave me a heated gaze.
I reached down for his nine thick inches, wrapping my fingers around his girth. I trembled as I moved over the curve, remembering how it felt inside me. “Good.”
Egged on by the sounds he made as I stroked him, I looked into his eyes and licked the length of him.
“Jazz…” he uttered, desire dripping from the way he said my name.
The way his face twitched made me do it one more time before resting it against my lips. He inhaled sharply. I knew he was bracing himself for what was about to happen.
“Is this for me?” I asked, overenunciating so my lips purposely brushed against the sensitive tip.
“Hell yeah—”
Stopping his sentence in its tracks, I engulfed the head of his dick in my mouth and swirled my tongue around.
“Oh shit!” Lamar gasped, putting his hand on the back of my head.
I sucked hard and sloppily as I worked my way down his shaft, taking as much of him as I could to the back of my throat. He growled so loudly that I was certain my neighbors heard.
“Goddamn, Jazz…” He closed his eyes as if it were too much for him, and that just turned me on more.
