He lets out a surprised laugh. “I don’t even know what I’m doing.”
“Anything you do will feel incredible.”
He wets his lips, glancing at my leaking dick. With the tiniest shake of his head, he lowers his mouth.
The first tentative swipe of his tongue almost catapults me into an orgasm. My fingers rake the carpet as he laves at me again, this time swirling around my crown with a moan.
A slew of curses fall from my lips.
This man is killing me.
His lashes flutter. “I’ve been haunted by the taste of you for so long…”
Then he devours me.
“Oh,fuck!” I cry out with a jerk, unintentionally shoving my cock into the back of his throat. He chokes but doesn’t release me as I expect. No, my sunshine is dead set on ruining me spectacularly because he doesn't let up.
“Not… experienced… my… ass,” I gasp between bobs of his head. His free hand begins kneading my balls, cheeks hollowing as he sucks and pumps my length. Once he's settled into a rhythm he tries taking me as deep as he can.
And I’m chanting his name like a prayer even though he’s the one worshiping me. He pops off with a dazed smirk as he continues stroking my straining dick.
“I can do this all day. You’re fucking delicious.”
I blink at him. “How are you real?”
He simply sucks my cock back into his deliciously warm mouth. Reentering nirvana sends zips of pleasure through me at an alarming rate. My balls draw up at the same time his wandering fingers tease my taint.
“Fuck— Rem— I’m—”
He doesn’t make it to my hole. He doesn’t get another warning. Shit, even I don’t get a warning as my cock swells on his tongue—
Euphoria.
It’s better than ripping a line. I’mobliterated. The orgasm radiates through me as endless streams of cum spurt into his throat. It’s transcendent.
Remy’s eyes close, swallowing and swallowing, even as cum drips from the corner of his lips.
“God, you’re so fucking perfect,” I gasp, clawing at him to bring him over me. His heavy lidded gaze locks on mine as I crush our lips together to taste myself.
Both of us moan.
I wrap my legs around his waist and dig my heels into his ass, urging him to grind against me. I don’t give a fuck if I’m so sensitive I could scream— I need him to come too.
Aftershocks wash through me while we hump and groan and gasp until suddenly Remy goes rigid, jaw dropping—
“Win.”
I feel the pulse of his cock through his jeans as he descends into blissful madness too and collapses on me, neither of us capable of moving.
Lips graze my ear. “Round two in twenty?”
I snort.
He chuckles.
Another laugh bubbles up.
Soon, we’re wheezing through fits until we’re kissing again.
