He let go of her face and grabbed both her hands in his. Placing her open palm on one of his hard pecs, he stared into her eyes and leaned down to kiss her. The muscle beneath her hand jumped, and she could feel how strong he was even from this one simple touch. Still running his tongue along her top then bottom lip until she was a quivering mess, he took her other hand and placed it right over his hard dick.
Her mouth dried further, and she felt her eyes widen. Cadeon was a big man, and his cock was no different. Seeing its length pressed against his pants was so not in the same field as having her hand right on it. The few times she had been with a guy didn’t even equal the intensity of which she was feeling for Cadeon right now. He hadn’t even gotten his dick out, and she was wetter and hotter than she had ever been in her entire life.
This was three years of arousal built up, and if she didn’t feel this hard shaft of his plunging into her, she was going to spontaneously combust.
“You see what you do to me?” He wasn’t kissing her any longer, but he still had his mouth pressed to hers, and every word he said caused his lips to move along hers. “I am so fucking hard, baby,” he panted against her mouth. “The saying ‘could drive nails through steel’ is pretty fucking accurate of my condition right now.”
A small gasp left her, and she closed her eyes.
“No, open your eyes and look at me. I want you right here with me.”
She did as he asked but found the simple act so hard to accomplish, especially when he went back to running his tongue over her lips and pressing her hand more firmly on his denim-covered dick. “I really need you, Cadeon.”
He groaned against her mouth and in the next second pushed her jeans down her thighs. She was all too eager to kick them aside. He had his big hands on her ass, squeezing the mounds like he owned them. But she knew that at this moment, he did own them and every other part of her body. She wore a thong, so the bare cheeks of her ass were his for the taking. But he still had his jeans on, and she wanted nothing between them.
She unzipped his pants, but before she could push them down like he had done for her, he was moving back and doing it himself. He had his jeans and boxer briefs off in seconds flat. God, the man was built like the Hulk, and she wasn’t exaggerating in the slightest. From his frame and bulging muscles, to the huge cock between his thighs, Cadeon Morris was the epitome of physical perfection of the male form.
“I can’t count the number of times I have looked at your mouth and imagined your plump, pink lips wrapped around my dick.” He gripped the root of his shaft and stroked up to the tip then back down to the base. “Come here, Stella.”
She couldn’t move for several seconds, as she was riveted to what he was doing to himself.
“Come here and let me see how well my imagination holds up to reality.”
Stella’s throat tightened, not from fear or nervousness, but from extreme desire. She clenched her thighs together, she hoped, to stop the flow of moisture that was leaving her at an embarrassingly quick rate. Moving closer to him until their body heat combined as one, she felt beads of sweat line the length of her spine.
He reached out, ran his thumb along her bottom lip, and gently pulled her flesh down. His lips parted as he watched the act, and when he let go of her just as gently, it was to place his hand on her shoulder. “Get on your knees, Stella, and open that pretty mouth for my cock.” He exerted some pressure on her shoulder until she was getting down on her knees.
His shaft was hard and pointing right at her face, and being this close showed the prominent veins that lined the length. Stella had never thought a dick was attractive in itself, but Cadeon’s was like a work of art, even as cliché as that sounded. His balls were big and hung right below his shaft, and, not thinking and just acting, she lifted her hand and cupped the heavy weight.
The sound he made seemed painful, and she quickly looked up but saw he had his eyes closed and this look of ecstasy on his face.
“That’s a good start, Stella.” He opened his eyes and looked down at her. “Now suck my cock.”
She opened her mouth but kept her gaze with his. When the tip of his erection brushed along her lips, he made another gruff noise and moved his hand behind her head so he could grab a chunk of her hair. He pulled her closer toward his cock until she was forced to take half of it in her mouth.