I suck and lick and tease until she groans.“You’re making me so fucking wet.”
And now I have a new thing I want to explore.I, one hundred percent, have not eaten a girl out sober.It’s a crime, and I’m a fucking idiot.As I kiss my way down her belly, I worry I may be really bad at this, but I promptly push the thought from my head as I press my lips below her belly button and hook my fingers around the waistband of her underwear.I force my brain to power off and drown in my instincts.Because I want to taste her.I want to feel her against my tongue.I want to make her as feral as I am.I want to make my name fall from her lips in a debaucherous moan.
As my hands move her underwear lower, my mouth follows.And then she’s right in front of me, warm and wet and waiting.I run a finger across her, and she wiggles a little.“Sober boy is a tease.”
“I’m enjoying the view,” I reply.“Getting to know my surroundings.”
“If you don’t do something, I will.”Her hand starts to move, slipping between her thighs, where I’m lying, and over the small, neat patch of hair, and then lower.I grab her wrist and shove it away.I can’t see her smile, but I can sense it, so I lean in and take a long, slow lick of her.
“Fuck, Theo.”
Yeah, that cocky smile of hers is definitely gone.I do it again.She’s so warm and soft, and I quickly find a pattern she seems to like, circling her clit after every leisurely lick.Her hips buck.Her hands tangle in my hair.“God, you are a tease.”
“I can’t stop,” I say it close enough that my lips brush over her wet, sensitive skin, my top lip hitting her clit.
“No, fuck no.”
I go back to work and add two fingers, pushing into her without warning as my tongue gives her clit all the attention.“Oh God, fuck, yes.I’m… you’re… this… Theo.”
And then she breaks.Her whole body tightens, then sags, and she moans as I feel more of her hit my tongue.I lick and lick until her breath hitches, and she tugs me away.I can’t help the triumphant smile on my still-wet lips as I rise up to lie on top of her.When her eyes focus on me, she blushes at my expression.“You look smug.Jerk.”
“You cried my name like it was an oath,” I tell her.“And I could feel you come apart.It was fucking hot.”
“You’ve done that before, right?”she asks, confused.
“Yeah.Probably more times than I remember, but I don’t ever remember feeling a girl come,” I reply, fighting the shame that hits me.“I’ve heard it but… I don’t know, maybe I wasn’t exactly focused.”I wipe at my mouth with my thumb.“You good?”
“Yeah.You felt how good I am,” Lola says and pulls me into a kiss.
Her hand slides down, and her fingers hook into my boxer briefs.“Your turn.”
I help her get my underwear off, and then she pushes me onto my back, and she’s straddling me like she was the morning after the snowstorm.Only she’s lower tonight, over my thighs.She wraps one of her small, delicate hands around my shaft, and I shudder.“Impressive.”
“The way you just made me quiver?”I ask, a blush blooming on my cheeks.
She smiles up under her lashes and then turns her gaze back to my cock.“No.Your cock.It’s pretty.”
“Stop,” I say.
“Look at him,” she says, and I laugh.“He’s kissable.”
She slips lower on my thighs and begins to stroke me, and I fight to keep my eyes from rolling back.It feels incredible.“Do you have condoms?”
I nod.Fuck she’s got me so tense.I want to come so bad.“Should I get them?”
“Yeah.”
I move for the drawer in my night table and thankfully can reach without having to move her off me, which is great because I’m loving the way she’s still stroking me.She takes the condoms from me when I get them out and plucks one from the rows.A few seconds later, I almost lose it while she rolls it over me.Jesus.When did my dick get so sensitive?Every single touch is like a firework of pleasure going off in my balls.It’s insane.
I sit up and grab her, pulling her down and rolling over so I’m on top of her.I can’t let her ride me.Watching her perfect body bounce on my cock… I won’t last even thirty seconds.I’m that close to coming already.I need to run this show.She doesn’t look like she minds, but I have to be sure.
“You okay with this?”I ask as I reach between us and press the aching head of my cock to her slit.
“One hundred and ten percent,” she whispers.
I start to slide into her.Holy fucking hell.It’s heaven.Lola wraps her hands around my neck and leans up so our lips connect.“You feel so fucking good,” she murmurs into our kiss.
I should say something back.I want to tell her how tight she is, how good she feels, how fucking hot she looks, but I can’t do anything but fight to keep from coming.I haven’t gone this long without sex since I first started having it at nineteen.I didn’t realize I was so desperate for this until I got it.And not just sex, but sex with Lola.I begin to move as my eyes close.If I look at her kiss swollen mouth or her hard nipples or the way my cock is sliding in and out of her, I will explode.I need to make her come again before I come.
