She chokes out a laugh, dropping her head to my shoulder. “Sawyer,” she murmurs, and I grin as I place a kiss to the top of her head. Her hands land tentatively on my chest, short nails scratching lightly. “It’s been a while for me…since I…well. Um. Did this.”
It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know that was hard for her to admit in the heat of the moment. Instead of a teasing response, I gather her into a hug. “Thank you for trusting me to take care of you.”
Her head tilts up, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “If talking about belly buttons and hugging me is your idea of foreplay, I might have to rethink that trust. What happened to fucking me until I see stars?”
One heartbeat. That’s all it takes for her words to register. My hands reach around to cup her luscious ass, digging into the soft flesh as I lift her into my arms and stride over to the bed. Setting her down, I stand up, undo my belt, then slide the zipper down on my pants to give my dick room to breathe.
“You are heaven and sin wrapped up in one perfect package, aren’t you, angel?”
A blush covers her cheeks as her arm wraps around her midsection. “Hardly perfect.”
I drop to my knees in between her legs, pushing them apart as I lean in to kiss her. She’s so much shorter than me that even down in this position I can reach her lips. “Definitely perfect.” She melts against me as I take the kiss deeper, my hands threading through her soft hair.
Drawing one hand down her body, stroking every inch I can touch, I break the kiss and look Tori in the eyes. “Perfect for me to worship. Every fucking inch of you, angel.” I gently push her to lie back as I drop down, bringing her lace-covered pussy right in front of my face. Not even bothering to hide my groan, I run a finger lightly over her sex. The dampness is obvious. “Jesus, Tori.” She squirms a little, which prompts me to reach one hand up to rest heavily between her breasts. “Tell me you want this, angel.”
“Oh my God, just eat me already!”
Her hand claps over her mouth as soon as she says it, her head falling back as her other arm comes up to cover her face.
I’m shaking with laughter. Not at her; that was hands down the hottest thing she could have said. More at how surprised she seems to be that she said it in the first place.
“Gladly.”
Yanking her panties down roughly, I glance up to see her lifting her head back up to look at me, any embarrassment melting away under the scorching stare I’m giving her as I lower my head and swipe my tongue up her slit.
“Ohh…” comes her breathless moan as her head drops yet again.
I make another pass. And another. Lapping up every drop of her sweetness that I can. When her hands tentatively come to my head, I reach up and close her fingers over the strands. “Use me, Tori. Ride my fucking face. Pull my hair, hold me here, whatever the fuckyouwant is whatIwant.”
The vibration of my words against her already sensitized skin has her legs threatening to squeeze the life out of me. So, naturally, I decide they can hold my head in place instead. Lifting them up one at a time to drape over my shoulders, I tug her even closer. One hand goes up to pull down the lace covering her generous tits, and I’ve never been so thankful for long arms in my life.
Her hips start to rock against me as she takes my instructions to heart. The tugs on my hair border on painful, but I fucking love it. I love feeling this woman abandon herself to the pleasure I’m giving her. I really do feel like a Norse god at the sounds coming out of her mouth as I latch onto her clit and suck hard. My free hand drops down to palm my dick through my boxers, willing it to stand down. No matter how hot Tori is right now, I will not come in my pants like a goddamn teenager.
Then again, the risk of that is growing higher and higher as my angel grinds her sweet pussy into my face, her voice chanting my name. My need to watch her explode is parallel to my need to plunge my cock into her wet heat.
Sliding two fingers into her dripping sex, I twist as I pull them out, my eyes trained on her face as she lifts her body up to curl over my head.
“Holy shit, holy —” Her words die out on a silent scream as I plunge my fingers back in, crooking them up and feeling for the soft, spongy spot…there.
The clench and release of her pussy around my fingers is followed immediately by a flood of moisture coating my tongue. I’m pretty sure I’m gonna have a bald patch given how hard she’s gripping my hair, but I don’t give a flying fuck. Tori moans her way through the most spectacular orgasm I’ve ever had the pleasure of witnessing on a woman.
When she finally lets go and falls back on the bed, her chest heaving and legs shaking as I lower them from my shoulders, I stand up, ignoring the ache from being on my knees. Any shred of pain was worth it just to experience Tori unraveling like that. Stepping out of my pants, condom in hand, I take in the sight of her sprawled out on my bed, curves for fucking days, all flushed pink with satisfaction.
Her eyes slowly blink open as I’m pushing down my boxer briefs, and they zero in on my throbbing cock. Licking those perfectly plump lips, she looks up at me.
“I was right. You really are going to ruin me, aren’t you?”
“Happy to be of service.”
I roll over as I wake, my hands already reaching for Tori. Morning sex is not to be missed if you ask me. A good one-night stand can absolutely include sleepy sex and shower sex before you say goodbye forever.
But instead of finding the luscious body that kept me up most of the night, bewitching me with her every move, I find only the cold sheets of an empty bed.
My surroundings come into sharp focus as my brain registers the fact that I’m alone.
Guess that’s anoto the morning sex.
Why am I so disappointed?
