I cup his balls and stroke the skin between them and his dick, pressing, and his body goes solid, and he explodes in orgasm, shooting his ejaculate down my throat. I take every drop.
His hold gentles, and he staggers a step back.
“Holy fuck. So good.” He pulls free, and I stare up at his heaving chest and smile. He grins, flashing his white teeth at me. It’s a wicked smile that says he’s not anywhere close to being through with me. “Are you wet for me, pretty girl?”
I nod.
Wrapping an arm around my ribs, he drags me up the bed. He reclines on the pillows propped at the headboard and pulls me on top of him until I have a knee on either side of his chest. His big hands cup my ass and bring my pussy to his waiting mouth.
I grab the headboard and hang on as his mouth works me over. He toys and teases my clit with light touches that have me wanting more. Two fingers slip inside me and find that spot within seconds, like he’s already memorized its location. He strokes and presses his free hand against my mound, making the pressure even greater.
I buck, my head falling back, and ride his hand. “Oh, Sully.”
“Goddamn, I love to watch you get off.”
I tip my head forward and meet his eyes. He’s watching my breasts bounce above him as I straddle his head.
“You’ve got the prettiest tits, baby. Firm and round. Bring that nipple to me.”
I scoot back, eager to please him. He latches on, sucking hard, then nipping and working my swollen bud. He gives the other the same attention, the entire time, fucking me with his fingers.
“I want these sore tomorrow. I want you to think of me every time your shirt drags across them.”
“I’ll wear a bra.”
“Not if I say don’t, you won’t.”
“You want me braless in front of the club?”
“You were braless in front of them tonight.”
“That’s different. The dress called for it.”
“Bullshit. You just like driving men over the edge.”
I stroke his cheek and pant. “Only you, Sully.”
His eyes soften at that. “You’re so fucking gorgeous when you’re getting off.”
It’s not long before I’m climbing to orgasm quickly and moan loudly.
“Hold off for me, Six. Not yet.”
He slows the strokes of his fingers, giving me respite, then ramping me back up again. He does this several times until I’m sure I can’t take it anymore.
“Please, Sully.”
I feel his erection bob against my ass and know he’s hard again. His hands cup my waist, and he lifts me, then grabs his cock and brings it to the entrance of my pussy, circling it around and around in my wetness.
A sexy groan rumbles up from his chest. “Fuck yeah. So wet, and it’s all for me.”
A moment later, he thrusts inside me, holding me tight with his strong grip on my waist. The sensation is overwhelming, and my mouth forms an O. I take a moment to adjust to the exquisite feeling of him filling me completely.
“Ride me,” he orders, and I do, rolling my hips in slow, sensual movements, arching my back and dragging my sensitive clit across the skin at the base of his cock.
The feeling is so good I know right then I never want to stop.
He smacks my ass cheek. “Faster.”
