He only kept licking, sucking, and pushing his fingers deep inside me. I slammed my eyes shut, and I gave in to the pleasure of his tongue.
With every heaving breath, I moaned, gasped, and begged him for more. It was the first time anyone had done this to me, and instead of feeling shy, I was nearly feeding myself to him.
My bottom dipped more off the bed as I tried to bring myself as close to his mouth as I could.
He lowered one hand there to hold me in place.
I was close. So close tothat moment,the one you read in books and saw in movies, when someone fell apart.
He abruptly pulled away, straightening his back, and stood tall over me. “You want to come, Blair?” He licked his lips.
I glared at him, unable to form words.
He backed away until the wall caught him, then rested against it again. “Do you want to come, Blair?”
I only nodded.
He untucked his shirt from his pants. “Crawl to me then. I’ll give you what you want.”
“What?” I sputtered out.
He steepled his hands together. “You’re probably feeling so empty right now, aren’t you?” Mockery lined his tone. “You want my tongue back in your pussy, don’t you? Come here to me, and I’ll give you what you want.”
“Please,” I whimpered.
He didn’t say another word.
He’d said his piece, given his demand, and now it was my turn to follow it.
My need for my pleasure outweighed my logic. I slid off the bed and dropped to my knees.
Our eyes met like a car crash as I crawled on all fours to him. The rug’s texture was rough against my skin. It was better than concrete at least.
He unbuckled his pants when I reached him.
This time, I was the one at eye level with his waist.
“You want an orgasm, Blair?” he asked as he unzipped.
“Yes,” I said in almost a desperate whimper.
“You’ll suck my cock with those pretty lips first.” His hips shifted as he pulled his pants down to his knees.
My jaw dropped open when his cock sprang forward.
Not because I was ready to take him in my mouth.
Because he was fucking huge.
In both length and thickness.
I doubted it’d fit in my mouth without causing jaw pain.
My gaze fixated on his cock, seeing the aching purple tip and the small bead of liquid seeping out. He didn’t allow much time for my appraisal before sinking his fingers into my hair and holding me in place.
He reached down and touched my teeth with his free hand, running his finger across my sharp canine, as if craving to cut himself.
His cock twitched once. Twice.
