“Here I was thinking you’d be more relaxed after an orgasm.”
“I want more.”
His hand snaked into my hair, holding me in place so he could kiss me and let me taste myself on his lips. “By all means, take what you want,” he murmured.
Despite my orgasm, I wasn’t any less eager to have him. Need pulsed like a beast inside me, and I sucked, kissed, and bit my way down his body. I sucked the soft head of his cock between my lips when I finally reached where it laid against his abs, moving to leave sucking kisses down his shaft until I reached his balls.
Gripping his thick length in my hands, I stroked my thumb along his piercing, sucking one ball into my mouth and then the other. I held his heavy-lidded gaze and dragged my tongue from base to tip, returning the favor of teasing. His abs flexed as I stroked the tip of my tongue around the metal and flicked between the slit on his head. He growled when I wrapped just my lips along the tip and gave a sucking kiss, but not going further.
I moved back down to tease but didn’t get far. He grunted and drove a fist into my hair, pulling me back up. I met his wild eyes with a challenge in mine. His fingers tightened, and the sting only turned me on more. His other hand wrapped around mine, where I gripped his dick, directing it to my lips to paint them with the precum leaking free.
“Put my cock in your mouth, Nova,” he ordered softly—almost dangerously. I knew he’d never force me or hurt me, but I liked how on edge he was.
I lashed the tip with my tongue before sliding across my lips to collect his flavor. “Make me,” I whispered.
“Fuck.”
With that, he jerked me forward and pushed my head down at the same time as he thrust up, both of us groaning. He didn’t push far because of his piercing but did push against my throat. He had control for only a few thrusts before I took over, done with teasing and just wanting to feel him stretching my mouth, pushing against my tongue, tasting him. I twisted and stroked my hand to meet my lips and closed my eyes, losing myself to his groans and grumbled swear words.
His breathing picked up, and when I was sure he’d spill in my mouth, he pushed me back, moving so quick I could barely keep up. He flipped me over to my stomach and got behind me. When I heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper, I reached my hand back and stopped him.
“I’ve got us covered,” I explained when his brows pinched together.
His jaw dropped. “I’ve-I’ve never—” he stuttered.
“I want to feel you, Parker. I want to feel all of you inside me.”
“Fuck, yes,” he breathed, snapping back into action.
He gripped my hips, pulling me up to my knees, but leaving my chest to the mattress, and lined himself up.
“Are you sure?”
“Please,” I begged.
Swiping his head through my folds, coating himself in me, teasing my clit before finally pushing in. Just the head and back out, again and again until I wanted to beat my fist against the bed and scream.
“Parker,” I growled through gritted teeth. I tried to push back, but his hands held me in place.
With a laugh, he kept one hand on my hip, and the other slid up my spine, pushing me into the mattress more as he eased inside—fucking finally.
I whimpered at the intrusion, desperate to move but unable to. He curled around me and inched out and back in, slowly at first. But when I started pulsing around him, he gave in. I shifted to all fours, trying to gain purchase against his rough thrusts, crying out with each one. Looking over my shoulder, I watched him stare down at where he fucked me, his abs contracting into a perfect rippled six-pack. His tongue slicked over his lips, and I needed more. I needed to be closer.
Pushing up, I reached back, rising to my knees and twisting to get his lips under mine. He groaned into my mouth, and I fed off his pleasure, feeding him my own whimpers when he palmed my breasts and tweaked my nipples.
“You are so warm—so wet,” he breathed against my skin. “I’m gonna fill you up with my cum.”
“Yes. Please.”
“Look at you, getting fucked raw, begging for my cum. All with the doors open for anyone to see.”
I flicked my eyes outside, knowing no one was there, but liking the extra shot of adrenaline at the thought of someone out there.
“They’re probably watching these perfect little tits bounce from how hard your pussy is taking my cock.”
“Oh, god,” I whimpered. He knew how much it turned me on—he knew my fantasies.