“I want you to ride my face, Sienna,” I growl against her pussy. “Will you be a good girl and do that? I want you to fuck my tongue until you come all over it.”
She looks at me through half-lidded, lust-filled eyes and nods. That’s all it takes for me to flip onto my back and pull her up and over me.
She straddles my face, thighs trembling as she lowers herself. The first grind is tentative, then she sinks fully, hot and wet against my mouth. I grip her ass with both hands and eat her like a starved man.
My tongue thrusts inside her, fucking her deep, then returns to her clit, sucking hard. She starts moving, grinding against my tongue, my nose, and my chin.
“That’s it, baby,” I groan into her, my voice muffled. “Look at you being a good girl riding my face. You taste so fucking sweet.”
Her arousal smears across my mouth, dripping down my jaw and neck. I can barely breathe, yet the lack of air only makes me hungrier.
“Oh my God, Milo—” she gasps between broken moans, her hips rolling desperately. “I’m so close… please don’t stop?—”
Her voice cracks as she comes hard, her hips jerking wildly against my mouth. I feel her pussy pulsing, clenching, flooding my tongue with her sweet release. I don’t let up. I keep tongue-fucking her through every wave, licking and devouring her as my fingers dig into the soft flesh of her ass, holding her down so she has no choice but to take it all.
Her moans give way to high, broken whimpers. Her thighs quiver uncontrollably as she grinds down, riding out the last shocks of her orgasm against my tongue.
Only when her aftershocks slow and her body softens does my grip ease. I lift her gently, sliding her down my body until her dripping pussy rests against my navel, leaving a wet trail across my chest.
My hands and mouth continue their worship—pressing open-mouthed kisses along her stomach, ribs, and the undersides of her breasts, tasting the salt on her skin as she shivers and catches her breath above me.
Sienna’s hand slips between us, wrapping around my aching cock. Her fingers squeeze firmly as she starts stroking me with slow pumps. I groan deeply, hips bucking up into her fist on instinct. My hand finds the nape of her neck, pulling her down into another hungry kiss.
“One second I’m thinking about how perfect your mouth is,” she breathes between kisses, her voice soft and dazed. “The next, I’m wondering whether we should move to the bedroom or if I’m too impatient to wait that long.”
Her thumb swirls over my piercing, spreading the steady bead of pre-cum that keeps leaking for her. The slick friction tightens my abs. I kiss her harder, one hand squeezing her ass possessively while the other stays tangled in her hair, rocking her against me in time with her strokes.
“Wherever you want, baby,” I rasp against her lips, barely holding on to control. My voice is rough, strained with need. “Just keep touching me like that.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Milo
Sienna restsher free hand on my chest, looking down at me with dark, hungry eyes.
A little wicked smile tugs at her lips, making my cock twitch painfully in her grip. My heart is hammering so hard I can feel it in my throat.
She squeezes me hard around the base, hard enough to pull a strained, pained groan from deep in my chest. Then she starts teasing me mercilessly by rubbing the swollen head of my cock up and down her slick folds. The cool metal barbell catches her clit with every slow pass, making her breath hitch.
“Fuck, Sienna,” I murmur, my hips jerking up desperately. “Stop teasing me, baby. I need to be inside you.”
She bites her lip, her eyes sparkling with pure mischief as she continues sliding my cock along her folds, coating every thick inch of me in her arousal yet never letting me sink inside. The frustration is burning through me, mixing with overwhelming want.
I’ve never needed anyone this badly before.
Her eyes are liquid midnight, pupils blown wide, lashes wet. She looks completely wrecked from her last orgasm, and so fucking ready to be ruined again. It’s driving me insane.
She drags my leaking cock across her clit once more, circling it slowly, pressing the piercing directly against her swollen bundle of nerves until she shivers and lets out a soft, needy moan that goes straight to my balls.
“Sienna, baby…” I rasp, my fingers digging hard into her hips, fighting the urge to thrust up and bury myself in one go. “Stop fucking teasing me and sit on my cock.”
“But you look so pretty when you’re desperate, Milo,” she purrs, her voice breathy. She circles the pierced tip against her entrance, then pulls back, spreading her arousal all over me. “I like hearing how badly you want me.”
“Sienna—”
Her smile turns downright sinful. “Beg me, Milo. Saypretty, pretty please… and maybe I’ll give you what you want.”
“Please, Sienna,” I plead, my voice breaking with desperation. My cock throbs angrily in her hand, leaking steadily. “I’m so fucking hard it hurts. Please sit on my cock and fuck me, baby. I need to be buried inside you. I’ll do anything. Just…please?—”
