Page 89 of Lovestrung

“Do you like to dance?”

My eyes shot open at the topic change. “Uh, yeah, I guess. Why do you ask?”

She hummed low, the softness of her breath sending goose bumps all over my body. “I was thinking we could go out with my friends on Friday? Eliza and Hugo travel home to Oxford on Sunday, so it’ll be the last time I see them in a while. And…” she moved quickly to sit astride me, arms caging me in and the mischief in her green eyes captivated me. “I’d like for Ella and Luke to come as well. What do you think?”

Grinning, I put my hand on her hips, pressing her down so she had no trouble feeling how hard I was.

“I’d like that. I haven’t been out in a while.”

The smile she shot my way almost blinded me. “Thank you. You know, I’ve always wanted to dance with you.”

“You have?”

She pushed down, making me lose my breath for a second. I dug my fingers into her soft flesh.

“Mm-hmm. I can’t wait to find out what it’s like.”

“I didn’t say I was a good dancer, darlin’,” I teased her. “Only that I like it. Maybe I’ll spend the whole night stepping on your toes.”

She shook her head. “Not possible. The way you move when you fuck me tells me otherwise.”

I gasped, stunned at her throwing out the f word so casually. This girl kept surprising me.

“Yeah?”

She leaned down, her lips resting on mine. “That tells me you’ll be a fantastic dancer.”

“And why is that?”

“Well,” she nibbled on my lips, teasing me, while she started to rub against me. “You’re intense, thorough…even graceful when you move inside me. You make sure I feel you everywhere.”

I licked my lips, lifting her up, then down again. My abs clenched when she whimpered. “Tell me more,” I grunted, intoxicated by the flush on her cheeks and her eyes that had darkened to a mesmerizing, lustful sapphire green.

“Baby,” she rocked faster, “I love your hands on any part of me…the way you lead me, playing my body as if it’s the piano. When your hot mouth closes on my nipples, sucking them, you light me up and I see stars and moonbeams behind my closed eyes.”

Groaning, I sat up and ran my hands under the shirt until I found her gorgeous tits. They were full and heavy in my hands…simply perfect. Fuck me, if she kept rubbing against me like this, I’d spill in my sweats, but I didn’t care. I wanted to feel her erupt on me…to smell her arousal all around me. I took pleasure in the low sound of her moan when I rubbed her peaked nipples, but I needed more, and so I grabbed the shirt and tugged it over her head, baring her before me.

“Fuck, you take my breath away,” I breathed, my eyes raking over her naked form. Her breaths were coming harder, and the blush on her body…fuck, she was stunning. “Keep talking.”

Her lips feasted on my neck and my eyes rolled back in my head as desire coursed through my veins.

“Your tongue is magical,” she puffed against my flushed skin. “No man has ever made me come as hard as you when you work my pussy. I can’t think, only feel when your mouth is on my skin.”

I could feel the leash on my control was about to snap, and I pulled her flush against me. Her hard nipples against my skin almost made me frantic with lust.

“Come on me, darlin’. Get yourself off. I’ve got you.”

“Oh, God, oh, baby,” she mewled, tightening her arms around my neck. My breaths came as hard as hers as my lips closed around the pulse beating in her throat. I could feel her wetness through my pants as she rubbed against my dick. Her body went taut for a second, then she started to tremble as sighs and moans fell from her mouth, and that’s when I felt it – my leash snapped, and I couldn’t wait any longer to taste her.

My palms on her ass, I stood up only to flip her and put her down on the couch. That hazy afterglow that always brought me to my knees when I’d made her come was in her eyes as she stared up at me, her hair fanned around her.

“My turn.”

I pulled the drawstrings of my pants and as they pooled at my feet, I covered her body with mine. I took her mouth, running my tongue around hers in a sensual dance while I kicked my pants off my ankles. Finally, I was free of them, and I focused only on her – her sounds as I kissed her; her hands in my hair, tugging at it as I moved down her body; her body writhing when I reached her pussy, still glistening and wet from her orgasm. I groaned when she spread her legs. One leg rested on the arm of the couch, and I licked my lips at the sight before me.

“Eat my pussy, baby,” she moaned, inviting me to feast on her.

Her filthy words sent me into a tailspin and I could do nothing more than obey her. I spread her lips with my thumbs and closed my eyes when the strong scent of her arousal met my nostrils. My head descended as I opened my eyes, needing to see her as I took as much pleasure eating her out as she did.