Warren sucked and teased my nipples until I moaned in agony, needing a release. I needed him to touch me. I lifted my hips, trying to brush against him and feel the slightest bit of tension, but he twisted his hips away from me and then kissed down my stomach. He nibbled my skin and licked the birthmark just under my right breast. He circled my navel with his tongue and then flicked it before sitting up. With his body on top of my legs, I couldn’t move.
I wiggled, but it was no use. Warren’s eyes practically glittered with pleasure as he watched me. He was on edge, too, because he only hesitated a moment before he tugged at the hem of my leggings, working them off of me. He knelt at the foot of the bed and finished undressing me completely before looking up at me.
“Spread your legs, Cupcake. It’s time for me to finally know how sweet this pussy is.”
I swooned at the sound of him saying something so vulgar. I’d never liked that kind of talk much before, but when Warren did it, it worked. I was so far gone that I’d lost all sense of shame. I spread my legs for him and was instantly rewarded.
Warren buried his face between my thighs and inhaled deeply before stroking me from back to front with his strong tongue. His dark chuckle at my gasp felt too good against my clit. Again, he lowered his mouth and stroked me. I dug my hands into the bedding and swore his name.
“Warren, please!”
He chuckled again and then speared his tongue into me. My hips bucked, but he wrapped his arm over them and held me steady as he fucked me with his tongue until I was moaning and crying out his name. His sounds of pleasure at eating me were so sexy, and I knew I’d found a man who loved pleasuring a woman. It was too good to be true.
Tossing my head from side to side, I moaned louder. “Need to come. Make me come.”
Warren growled into my core and locked his mouth around my clit, sucking hard for a moment before circling it with his tongue. He made a pattern out of it, pushing me so far past my breaking point, but never letting me come. Just when I thought I was going to kill him, he pushed two thick fingers into me and raked his teeth over my clit. The sensations were too much and I flew over the cliff of sanity and straight into a powerful orgasm.
Clamping my thighs around his head, I gripped at his hair and cried out his name like I’d been doing it my whole life. It felt too natural, too easy. My orgasm slammed through me, pulsing through my body like a bolt of lightning until I thought I was a goner. Shaking and practically vibrating from pleasure, I lost track of time. When I finally did snap back to reality, it was because Warren was lapping at my clit and rocking his fingers in and out of me.
To my surprise, I wanted more. I opened my thighs and pulled him up my body by his hair. When he was hovering over me, I met his gaze, saw the wetness all over his chin and mouth, and felt heat build all over again.
“I need you in me.” Wrapping my legs around his waist, I lifted my hips, feeling the head of his cock bump against my core. “Warren, please.”
He brushed his lips over mine and held my gaze. “I’m going to fuck you, Cupcake, and I’m going to enjoy every second of being in you.”
I tipped my head back as he pressed against my opening, feeling the pressure build. I hadn’t thought it through, I realized. He was too big. With how small Milo was and how long I’d been having sex with him, he was never going to fit.
Warren kissed my throat. “Look at me, Cupcake. Keep your eyes on me.”
I bit my lip and stared into his blue eyes. As he pushed into me, my eyes fluttered at the sensation of being stretched, but I held his gaze. The muscles in his jaw worked as he filled me completely. I sucked in a gasp of air when he pushed the rest of the way in and dug my nails into his shoulders. Too much. He was too big.
“Relax, Cupcake. Just breathe for me.” He stayed still, buried inside of me, and smiled. The smile was so gentle and sweet that I felt a flutter in my chest. “I wouldn’t hurt you.”
I stretched up to kiss him and felt that flutter grow as I did. Slow and sensual, it took away all of my worries and allowed me to relax around him. The tension melted from my body and raging desire slammed back into me. Planting my feet on the bed, I rocked my hips, encouraging Warren to move.
“You ready?”
I nodded and moaned, my heart racing at the hunger on his face. “Fuck me, Warren.”
He moaned and shifted his hips enough that his body rubbed against my clit and made my eyes roll back in my head. Still, he used his hand to grip my chin and held my face. “Eyes on me. I want you to see who’s fucking you.”
My entire body vibrated with desire at his words. I did as he said, watching him through a haze of pleasure. He pulled out and I lifted my hips to keep him in me. I was used to his size, and I wasn’t sure I ever wanted him to leave. Then, he thrust back in, and I wasn’t sure I would ever be able to walk again.
“Can you handle me, Cupcake?” Warren’s voice was a growl, and his eyes were eaten up by his dilated pupils. He was just as lost as I was and knowing that amped up my arousal even more. “Can you take me?”
I nodded and held my breath as he pulled out and thrust home again. It was world-shaking. I clawed at his back, desperate to keep myself from floating away. I arched my back and cried out when he bent his head and took turns teasing my nipples. Each thrust of his hips shoved me farther into the oblivion. I was going to come again, something I’d never done before.
Warren kissed me as he fucked me harder, swallowing my moans of pleasure. He swore suddenly and looked down at me with a pained expression. “Birth control?”
I nodded. “Clean?”
He nodded and nipped at the top of my breast. “Where do you want me to come, Cupcake. Tell me now.”
“In me.” The words were out of my mouth fast enough for it to be embarrassing if I was in a state where I could feel anything other than pleasure.
He swore and buried his head against my shoulder as he thrust harder and faster. “Fuck, Cupcake.”
I wrapped my legs around him and twitched as he changed his angle and hit something inside of me that caused a pulse ofpleasure to shoot from my core to both my head and my toes. A wild sounding scream shattered from my lungs as my body tightened and came alive against him. I could feel every inch of him filling me, every vein and pulse. The strongest orgasm I’d ever had jerked through me just as I felt Warren falter in his thrusts. The first flood of his orgasm filled me, but he kept thrusting, kept filling me with more of his seed.
