“You are exquisite,” he said before he bent his head, mouth finding the skin between my breasts. He planted kisses there then moved up to the tops, completely ignoring my hardened nipples begging for attention.
My eyelids drooped as I watched him suck at the skin above my breasts. Suctioning his mouth with just enoughpressure to make my core pulse. I gripped the back of his head with one hand, keeping him pressed against me.
Mateo pulled away with a wet pop, a bright red mark left behind. My first hickey.
“Did you just mark me?” I giggled.
“I did. Now you can look down and remember who’s body this belongs to.” The words had the perfect amount of possessiveness, and my body lit with fire.
We stayed like that for a bit. Mateo took turns sucking my nipples into his mouth, his other hand pinching the other until I whimpered, hips grinding against his cock and soaking through his bottoms.
“Mateo, please. I need more,” I begged.
“Since you asked so nicely.”
One second, I was on his lap. The next, he sat up and gently coaxed me onto my back on the couch, laying me out underneath him as he hovered. My core pulsed at the fact he was still dressed while I was naked.
“Let me show you how proud of you I am.”
My vocal cords weren’t working as he placed a quick kiss to my lips before working his way down. Not an inch of skin escaped his notice as he moved down my body. His tongue licked a path from under my breasts, down my stomach, to my pelvic bone.
I laid there, breathing heavily, as I watched. Transfixed. My body felt like it was on fire and seconds away from exploding.
Mateo’s couch was barely long enough for him to kneel between my legs. Hands under my knees, he grabbed and spread my legs, urging them back until the tops of my thighs touched my stomach. The way his chest rumbled at the sight of my pussy on display had me squirming.
He stared for a good minute before he pressed a soft kissdirectly on my clit. A zing went up my spine, my back coming off the couch.
If there was one thing I couldn’t live without in the world it would be this right here. Mateo’s tongue on me, devouring me like I was the last ice cream cone. Every flick, suck, nibble made my toes curl and my breath quicken.
I wasn’t sure I’d ever get used to him kneeling between my legs, eyes taking in every reaction, as he ate me out. It was like he was a god, and I was the throne.
“Mateo.” His name left my lips in a whimper-like sigh. Arms hooked around my hips and thighs, holding me open and pinning me to the couch. I was going nowhere.
I kept one hand gripping his head, the other pulling my nipple as pleasure swirled down my spine. I was so lost in it that it took a moment for my head to catch up with what he was doing.
Mateo changed the angle of his head, his tongue now going from my ass to my clit. It wasn’t the change of angle that made me pause. It was the way his tongue was moving…like he was writing or spelling something.
Our eyes clashed as I glanced at him to see what he was doing. Those endless blue eyes twinkled like he was waiting for me to catch on. His head bobbed up and down, his tongue making the same motion over and over again. Until it finally hit me.
Mine.
He was writing, or I guess licking, that word across my pussy.
Fuck, if that wasn’t the hottest thing he’d ever done.
A shudder ran through me as he did it one more time. I knew I was making a mess on his face but not a single part of me cared. Especially not when he slid two fingers inside of me.
Mateo smirked, the only warning I had, before his fingerscurled up inside of me and his mouth clamped on my clit. My head fell back onto the couch, one hand fisting his hair, the other clamping onto the side of the cushion.
My legs shook as black spots filled my vision, the pleasure that had been building up seconds away from bursting. I didn’t care if the entire apartment building heard me crying out Mateo’s name as I came all over his hand and face.
As pleasure swirled through me, only one thought came to my head.
This was way better than winning first place.
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