Mother of God.
He’s fucking jacked.
Baylor stopped pleasing me as he watched me with an amused look on his face. I touched his abs in utter disbelief that they were actually real.
But they were.
And they were all mine.
He helped lift his shirt over his head and his mouth sought mine, crashing in a blissful kiss as our hands roamed free.
We kissed and kissed, Baylor stealing my every breath, the heat between us enough to burn down the house.
His hands landed on my lap, and he lifted me off his lap, setting me on my feet. He gently pushed me back as he stood and stripped out of his shorts and boxers, his large cock springing free.
My mouth dropped open.Wow.
The butterflies returned with a swift fierceness and I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry.Is he going to even fit?!
“Is this too fast? We can stop if you’d like.” Baylor said, his voice sweet.
I shook my head. The last thing I wanted to do was stop.
“It’s whatever you’re comfortable with, sweet girl. I’d be happy just to hold you all night.”
When I looked up at him, so much sincerity shone in his eyes, my heart burst.This man, this sweet, sweet man.
Without saying a word, I slowly removed my cotton shorts and panties, sliding them to the floor while my eyes stayed locked on his.
Baylor whistled under his breath before cupping my breasts with both his hands as he sat back down on the couch. His hands slid down my waist, over my hips, and around to my ass, caressing each cheek. With a hand on each thigh, he spread me open wider, licking his lips as he stared at my pussy.
My entire body flushed from head to toe.
I was so vulnerable, in the most vulnerable position, yet perfectly safe with him.
He leaned in and pressed his face against my pussy, breathing in deep. The move turned me on and a small mewl sound escaped my throat.
“Fuck, you smell so damn good. Can I taste you?” Baylor asked.
“Yes.” I whispered, my voice frantic and desperate. I never needed someone as badly as I needed him.
When his tongue dipped in, my knees weakened. When his hands gripped my thighs tight, I bucked forward. And when his mouth covered my clit, my hands fell to his head, my fingers tangling in his hair.
Baylor spread me wide open and feasted like I was the best damn dessert he’d ever tasted. His hands kept me steady or I would’ve fallen to the floor by now, my legs growing shakier by the second.
His mouth worked pure magic on my pussy, licking and sucking and eating me like I was his favorite meal.
My orgasm began to build, my clit growing more sensitive. I’d given myself plenty, with and without a vibrator, and knew just how to get there, again and again, but never with someone else.
And Baylor somehow knew just what I liked.
I was putty in his hands.
Moments later, I came hard, my orgasm crashing through me. He didn’t stop, coaxing a second and third out of me, beforeletting me collapse into his lap. He wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up, my body hovering above his, my legs on either side of his thighs.
“You look so fucking pretty when you come for me, sweet girl. Now I want to watch you come on my hard cock.” Baylor said with a growl. “Are you ready?”
I nodded, fighting away the storm of wings in my belly.
