First to kiss my neck, sucking long and hard like I did to him, and then moving to my breasts. One and then the other as he licks and nibbles. Then he bites down, and I cry out as my head thumps against the wall.
His laughter echoes in the hallway. “Told you, Babygirl. Hounds never play fair. Remember that.”
All I can do is beg. “More.”
He grabs my breast and sucks more into his mouth, biting as much as my modest C cup will go in. His teeth graze and chomp, but nothing too hard. Just a tease that pain could happen. Then he does the same with the other one.
“Fuck, I can smell you.”
It’s the only warning I get before he moves farther down and grabs my underwear, pulling it down before lifting one leg and draping it over his shoulder a second before his mouth devours my pussy. Literally. He puts his whole mouth on me, licking and sucking everything he can touch and taste. It’s an onslaught of the greatest proportion. He’s eating me out like a man starved of food for days.
And maybe he has been. At least of pussy. For years, if what his friends said is true.
I try to push the thoughts of his past out of my head. Not sure I would feel more comfortable knowing he had a ton of women before me and was a manslut, or just knowing I’m competing against a woman who he chose celibacy for over any other woman till he forgot her and found me.
A hard suck on my clit pulls a scream from my lips and me out of my head. He sucks so long and hard that my voice almost goes raw. With a pop, he finally releases me.
“There she is. Thought I lost you for a moment, baby.”
I look down. Seeing this mammoth of a man, both in size and spirit, on his knees for me has me sagging a little more against him. My legs going weak, even if I’m only standing on one leg and he has the other still over his shoulder, is definitely spank-bank material for later, I just know it. I glide my fingers through his hair as he continues to look at me, giving me a gentle peck on my mound as I stare down at him with a small smile.
“I’m here.” I won’t apologize for going inside my head. It happens even if I don’t want it to. But he noticed, accepted, and pulled me out of it all at once. If I could fall for a man so quickly, I know I’d fall in love with him right now for this moment alone.
“Let’s keep it that way.” He rises and kisses me but doesn’t drop my leg, just moves it from over his shoulder to around his hip. He holds me up for him as he fiddles with something, and then I feel him.Allof him.
I release his mouth as I take a deep breath, feeling this moment on another level. He glides his large cockbetween my folds, over my clit and around, creating a weird rhythm as he coats himself in the juices that seem to be leaking down my leg. But he doesn’t penetrate. Not yet.
“Damn, Babygirl. You taste amazing and feel even better. I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“Then don’t.”
My words bring a quiet moment between us. A moment that could have us stopping or continuing. If there was a time to take a step back, this is it. Maybe I should be the one who ends this. But I don’t. I don’t want to. And his slight pause makes me think he’ll pull away too. That this is too much for him. This might be his breaking point.
But instead he leans into me and nips at my lips. His choice has been made, loud and clear.
“Can’t wait for me, baby? Need me as much as I need you, huh?”
“Yes,” I moan as he pushes his dick right into my sensitive clit. I’m so close to coming already that I’m shaking, but I can’t yet. I know it will feel good, but not wonderful unless he’s inside me. The idea of coming without being full makes me feel empty. Not sure when I became this needy for a man’s cock, but with Karter, I want it. So bad. All this teasing after months of wanting—I can’t take it anymore.
“Please, Karter. Please. I need you.”
“Shh, Babygirl, I got you. Daddy’s got you.”
“Oh, fuck.” Him saying that just triggered a small orgasm. Who knew I had a daddy kink?
“Does my Babygirl like that?”
“Mm-hmm.” I can’t speak. I’m panting with desire and need.
“What about this?” He thrusts into me so fast that I barely have time to register it before I’m screaming as my orgasm hits full force. He pumps into me quickly, over and over again as I find my release. One that seems to go on and on and on.
“Shit, baby, you’re so tight. I can’t stop.” He calls out my name as he shudders inside me. Then he claims my mouth again.
The passion doesn’t end even though we both found our release. Instead, he just grips my other leg, pulling it up and wrapping both around him as he lifts me from the wall. His jeans are still on him, hanging just below his ass as he shuffles down the hall and into a room.
I squeal when I feel the earth shift, and I land on my back. Laughing, I realize I’m on his bed. While the earth might have moved, it wasn’t because of our time together.
“Something funny, Babygirl?” He untangles himself from me before he pulls off his pants and tosses them to the side.
