I lay back, and she complies. I don’t waste any time tasting her.
I take one slow lick against her core.
“Fuck.”
“What?” she asks on a gasp.
“You taste delicious, Greer. How the hell have I kept myself from this?”
And how the hell am I going to stay away from it after tonight?
She answers me with a moan.
Her hips buck at the next swipe, so I reach up, each hand cupping an ass cheek.
“Hold on the edge of the bed,” I tell her.
I feast as if I’m a starved man and this is my last meal. To be honest, if it were, I’d be a happy man.
“Oh god, Simon.”
Her words fuel me to quicken my pace. I remove one hand from her ass to slip a finger inside of her.
Like before, she tries to bend her back.
“Oh my god. I’ve never… this has never…”
Does it make me a sadist that I enjoy the fact she can’t finish a sentence right now? That my face between her legs has her so goddamn flustered that she can’t think straight?
Hell, I’m not a sadist, I’m just a man who wants to make this woman come harder than she ever has before.
“Simon, I’m... I’m…”
I can feel her begin to pulse around my finger, so I pull out and sit up, holding on to her.
I flip her to her back, spreading her legs wider. She’s splayed out in front of me, ready to orgasm.
I’m the man who gets to do that for her.
“Simon!” she groans and threads one hand through her hair. “I was almost there.”
“I know, baby, but when you come for the first time tonight, it’s going to be with my cock inside you. Got it?”
She sucks in a breath on a nod.
“Now, hold your hands above your head and do not touch anything unless I tell you that you can.”
The glow in her eyes is all I need to know that she wants to be commanded as much as I want to command her.
I move off the bed to strip off the remainder of my clothes. Greer’s gaze falls immediately to my cock as it bounces free from my boxers.
I grip it and stroke.
“You did this to me. Do you like knowing that?”
She nods.
“Good.”
