When she would have leaned forward, he forestalled her. “Wait.”
He didn’t answer the question in her eyes with words. Using his hands on her shoulders to keep her still, he leaned forward until the tip of his penis brushed her lips. When she would have parted them. He shook his head. “Just stay still.”
Using the lush curves as a guide, and using only the tip of his cock as a brush, he painted her pouting lips with his pre-come, taking great care to cover every inch of that exotic mouth with his essence. All the while, she watched his expression with those big, unfathomable eyes. When he was done, her lips glistened and her breath came in short pants.
Lord above, she was a gorgeous sight with his come on her lips, her hair curling about her face and her dress buttoned prim and proper to her chin. And selfish bastard that he was, he wanted more.
“Unbutton your dress,” he ordered.
She cast a quick glance at the window.
“No one can see,” he assured her. “I want to see your breasts while I fuck your face.” Leaning forward, he smoothed another drop on her generous lips.
The sensation was exquisite. Like fire encased in luxurious silk. He only lasted until her fingers got the fifth button free before he pushed forward. There was an awkward bump on her teeth as she struggled to open wide enough to admit his cock, and then he was buried in the molten heat of her mouth.
He closed his eyes against the need to pump hard and deep and moaned, “God, darlin’, your mouth feels good.”
Her hands settled to the backs of his thighs. She flicked him with her tongue, by accident or design, he didn’t know. His body didn’t care. His knees went week. His palms fell flat back against the wall. He braced his weight on his forearms while she suckled his cock.
He tried to hold still, to let her adjust to his size and presence, but the soft swirls of her tongue over his sensitive flesh had his balls on fire. He had to move.
His sudden surge into her mouth caught Elizabeth by surprise. One moment she was pleasantly sucking on the tip of his cock, and the next, she was struggling to breathe as his huge cock forced her jaws wide and hit the back of her throat. She gagged. He groaned, pushed deeper, and then withdrew. He pulled back until his cock pulsed against the inner lining of her lips.
“You okay?”
She took a breath through her nose and nodded.
Before she finished the gesture, he pushed forward again. She tried to slow his progress, but the power of his hips slid his cock inexorably deeper until he once again hit the back of her throat. This time, she was better prepared. She struggled not to gag. As he held his cock there, she rolled her tongue over the smooth, salty skin. Her lips tingled where he’d brushed them. Her pussy burned and moistened. Her breasts ached.
Almost helplessly, she felt him move. Her jaws ached to take this much of him, but she wanted more. She wanted all of him. She dug her fingers into the back of his thighs and pulled him toward her.
“You want more?” The question came from above her head.
With her mouth stuffed full of his cock, she couldn’t speak or nod. But she could entreat with her eyes.
One big hand swung around to cup her taut cheek. His thumb traced the corner of her mouth. Tiny nerve endings she didn’t know she had shivered with delight. Her eyes closed. Her pussy flooded with creamy moisture. She clenched her thighs to control the throbbing between them.
“I don’t know.” He stroked the tight skin with his thumb. Once. Twice. His voice was gravely with his need. “I don’t know if this sweet mouth can hold anymore.”
She curved her tongue around as much of his cock as she could. She worked it back and forth before she started sucking. All the while she watched his eyes. They went from light to dark. From open to slumberous before his head fell back and he conceded defeat, responding to the demands of her hands, sliding his cock in and out of her eager mouth at the pace she wanted. At the depth she wanted. Giving her control. Giving her pleasure.
“I want to see your breasts.”
It was an order and a plea. Releasing his thighs, she balanced on her knees and let him set the pace while she undid the last four buttons of her blouse. His cock almost slipped from her mouth as she shrugged the blouse off her shoulders, but with a twist of his hips, he maintained the connection. She pulled the lace-edged camisole down so it tucked under her corseted breasts, pushing them higher.