As soon as she felt his arms start to circle her, she sat back up before he could pin her against him.
“Tell me more,” she said, rocking her hips against the ridge of his erection. “Tell me what you think about.”
“Your skin,” he said, his voice raspy, his hips moving with hers, the friction already driving her insane. “How soft you are. Those little noises you make. All the ways I want to make you come. How fucking good it would feel inside you. How hot and wet you’d get for me.”
His words made her head feel so light she was worried it might physically detach from her neck and float away.
She leaned back, guiding his hand between her legs. “Do you want to find out?” Her own voice had gone hoarse, too.
He sat up again, bringing them face-to-face, his hand slipping down the front of her underwear, making her gasp as his rough fingertips brushed her most sensitive parts.
“Fuck,” he groaned against her lips as he slid a finger inside her, then a second. She dropped her head against his neck with a whimper. He couldn’t move his hand much, trapped between their bodies, but her hips rose and sank back down almost oftheir own accord, riding his hand, gradually setting a rhythm, the angle of his curling fingers sending sparks across her vision.
“Oh my god,” she groaned, clutching at his shoulders. “Niko…”
“I want to taste you so fucking badly,” he murmured into her neck, gathering her hair to the side, sucking at the tender spot behind her ear and making her feel like all her bones had turned to jelly.
“Please,” she gasped. “Please.”
He withdrew his fingers and gripped her hips, dragging them both all the way onto the bed, their movements frantic and clumsy, until he was lying flat, legs straight. He continued to nudge her hips forward, and she obeyed, crawling so her knees were on either side of his head.
“I guess you’re going to have to do the talking now,” he said, a wicked glint in his eye, before pushing her underwear aside and pulling her down flush against his face. Merritt gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily as he licked a hot line down the center of her, her knees going weak as she fought to keep her balance, too far from the headboard to hold it.
“Do you know what a tease it was,” she said, once she had enough breath to speak, though it was hard to stay focused while his tongue was doing that, “to see that gorgeous cock and know I could never have it?”
He groaned underneath her, and she felt it through her whole body. “I’ve fantasized about fucking you every way there is,” she continued, delirious, barely knowing what she was saying. “I want you to fuck me so hard we break your goddamn bed. It was all I could think about the first time you brought me up here. I feel like I’m going crazy from it—ahh!”
He was fucking her with his tongue now, his nose rubbing deliciously against her clit, one hand coming up to pinch hernipple, the other out of sight behind her. She glanced over her shoulder to see it was on his straining erection—not stroking, just gripping like he was trying to keep it under control, keep his focus on her.
She wasn’t going to let that happen this time. She had fantasies of her own, after all.
Even as that familiar, insistent pressure started to wind tight in her core, she lifted onto her knees, breaking contact. At first, he had a concerned expression on his face, but then he propped himself on his elbows, watching as she repositioned herself on her side, parallel to him, eye level with the bulge in his pants, and his eyes grew heavy-lidded.
Slowly, with the anticipation of unwrapping the present she’d saved for last, she undid his belt, the button on his fly, his zipper, sliding her hand into his shorts, both of them inhaling sharply when she was met with smooth, hard, hot skin. He lifted his hips, helping her push his jeans and boxer briefs down to his thighs.
She gave him an experimental stroke, his foreskin easing the movement, and he jerked, letting out a desperate moan, gripping the comforter. His reactions only got louder as she ran her tongue across the sensitive head, then closed her lips around it and sucked. She fucking loved a man who was vocal in bed, who wasn’t too self-conscious to let her know exactly how she was making him feel.
“If you keep doing that,” he groaned, “I’m not going to last very long.”
“Good,” she said, shooting a feverish glance back at him, “because we don’t have very long.”
She returned her attention to his cock, squeezing the base as she took him deeper, making him swear. She felt his hands at her hips, finally tearing her underwear all the way off, pulling hertoward him until they were both on their sides, facing each other, his head sandwiched between her thighs again.
This had never been one of her favorite positions—it reminded her too much of being in high school, trying to get everyone off as fast as possible in a way that almost felt mechanical rather than enjoyable. She wasn’t much of a multitasker.
With Niko, though, it was sensory overload in the best way possible. His eager mouth, accompanied now by his fingers, bringing her to the brink again almost immediately. His salty, earthy taste, her own mouth full of him. His groans from every lick and stroke, vibrating through her entire body in turn.
He came first, with a helpless noise, spilling into her mouth, his whole body tensing like he couldn’t hold out any longer—but she’d barely swallowed before he had her crying out, too, pumping his fingers inside her, sucking on her clit, her orgasm crashing over her so hard she felt like she was on the verge of tears.
She rolled onto her back, dazed, and they both lay there silently for a moment, breathing heavily, heads pointed in opposite directions, his hand lazily stroking her thigh.
She couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt this way about someone—so fucking infatuated that everything they did felt like they were the first people to ever discover it.
I want to ruin him for everyone else.
The thought flashed across her mind before she could stop it, chilling her to the bone.
She pushed it away and craned her head to look at him. Without breaking eye contact, he kissed the inside of her thigh.
