He’s already stripping his clothes off, hastily shoving his jeans and boxers off before remembering that he’s still wearing shoes and crouching to take those off first.
I can’t take my eyes off of him, his pale skin glowing in the soft light of the loft. He’s smaller than me, body lean and toned, arms flexing as he strips the rest of his clothes from his body.
But it’s his eyes that hold me captive as I slowly remove my clothes. They’re filled with a mix of innocence and desire as he takes in my naked body, which makes my cock throb with need.
“I want you,” he says, his voice low, but steady. “I want to feel you inside of me.”
I growl again, hands reaching out to pull him close.
Our lips crash together, tongues tangling in a passionate tango that feels otherworldly. By the way his heartbeat pounds in his chest, I know that he’s as desperate as I am.
With a gentle hand on his chest, I push him onto the bed. He tumbles onto his back with an adorable giggle. Instantly, I’m following him, blanketing his body with mine. My hands are unable to resist roaming over his body, feeling every exquisite inch of his smooth skin I can reach.
Sunshine tosses his head back with a guttural moan when my fingers find the tight bud of his nipple. I pinch them between my fingers, rolling them gently. His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat.
His back arches off the bed when I do the same to the other nipple. Silently begging for more with every cant of his hips. Thrusting his hard cock into the air, searching for the friction he’s dying for.
I press my lips to the over-sensitized buds, licking and swirling my tongue before pulling them into my mouth. He moans and keens with each ministration of my tongue.
I pop off with a wet slurp and trail open-mouthed kisses down his chest to his navel. I swirl my tongue around his belly button before dipping the tip inside. He squirms, fisting the sheets tightly, nearly yanking them off the corners of the bed.
The floral aroma of his slick permeates the air, sweet and intoxicating. I could get drunk off his scent alone. My mouth floods with saliva. I want to tease and toy with my mate, but I need to taste him. Need to devour him.
I need it more than I need air.
Placing my hands on his thighs, I spread his legs almost roughly, moving backwards on my knees until I can lower my face to his hard cock. I kiss the inside of his thigh, his pelvic bone. Never where he wants. He whines with each tantalizing pass I make, never kissing his cock that bobs near my face.
Unable to drag this out any longer, not after taking a deep inhale of his scent at the base of his cock, I finally give him what he’s not so subtly begging for.
I trail my tongue along the throbbing vein on the underside of his cock. My hand coiling around his base. He gasps when I apply the faintest amount of pressure, his hips bucking off the bed.
“Fuck, Ember,” he cries out, his hands flying to the back of my head. His fingers weave through my hair as he begs, “More.More. Please, Ember.Please!”
I chuckle, my breath hot against his sensitive flesh, causing him to whimper.
“You taste amazing, Habibi,” I murmur seductively, my voice full of lust.
I dart my tongue out again and lap up the bead of precum that collected at his tip. His flavor bursts across my taste buds. He trembles beneath me, his body on the verge of his first orgasm. My mate is so responsive. How have I gotten so lucky?
I move lower, licking and nuzzling his tight balls. My fingers dig into his thighs, pushing them up closer to his chest,nearly folding him in half before diving into his beautiful pink hole. Slick runs freely from the little star, the lubricating liquid pooling under his ass and collecting on the sheets. I press a soft kiss before my tongue joins in. He tastes like pure ambrosia, drugging and impossible. He whimpers when my tongue breaches the tight band of muscle, clenching around me. I lick and lick, adding a finger inside to stretch his rim. He’s so tight, almost impossibly tight. I’m afraid I’ll hurt my delicate mate.
Moans and whimpers fall from his parted lips. His body erotically writhing beneath me. His fingers clawing into my scalp.
“Ember,please,” he begs, voice breathless with arousal. “Ineedmore.”
I add another finger, curling it and hitting his gland instantly. He curses and throws his head back onto the pillow when I peg it again and again. His cries are the sweetest music. His dick jerks against his stomach before a spurt of cum erupts from his cock. Fresh slick squirts from his hole covering my fingers and my face. I slurp and swallow. Wanting more.Needingfucking more.
Gods, he tastes so fucking good!
I pull away, licking my lips savagely as I take him in. He's debauched. A mess of cum and slick. His skin glistening with sweat, chest heaving with each panted breath. My cock jerks and aches; I can’t resist him any longer. Not when he is laid out for me like a buffet.
Knee crawling closer, I position myself between his wide spread legs. Pressing the head of my cock against his soaked hole. The puckered star flutters under my dick, as if trying to lure me inside.
I lean down, my lips brushing against his in a loving and teasing kiss. I nibble at his plush bottom lip.
“Are you ready?” I ask, my voice so husky it’s nearly unrecognizable.
He nods jerkily; his eyes locked with mine. “Fuck me, Ember. Now.”
