Looking up at me, Ian places his hand on my belly and presses down so my back is flat against the rooftop. His eyes are wide open, watching me squirm as another orgasm starts to build.
I can see how much he's enjoying this. His eyes are smiling, his touch is possessive, his mouth is brutal as it coaxes another rush of tingles to sweep through my body. Every muscle goes stiff as a silent moan escapes my lips.
He sucks on my clit, then pushes up onto his knees. His face glistens with my flavor. His skin is shiny. His eyes delirious with greed as he runs his tongue around his mouth and licks my juice off his face. He wants more.
I'm out of breath, resting my hand on my chest as I inhale the deepest breaths I can. My brain is mush, and my entire body feels like limp spaghetti.
Ian grins as his eyes zero in on mine. “The look on your face is incredible.” Biting his bottom lip, he tugs it in. “Fuck, you're so damn sexy right now.” Pulling the buckle on his pants free, he wiggles his jeans down his thighs. “I've touched you and I've tasted you, now I want to feel you.”
His thick, hard cock bounces free. Ian grips his shaft and begins to stroke himself. His large hand wraps the tip and squeezes. Gliding back down, his eyes lick up and down my body. They start at my face, moving down over my chest, and to my pussy.
Opening my legs wider, I rock my hips up. Laying my hands up over my head, I arch my back, forcing my pussy to his cock. I want him. I came two times already, and I don't feel fully satisfied.
His cock needs to be inside me, he needs to fill me. If he doesn't, I'm going to go crazy.
Ian reaches out, digging his fingers into my thigh as he slaps his cock against my heat. Every nerve in my body is so sensitive that goosebumps surge as he smacks my clit.
Bucking my hips, I try to force him inside me. Ian grins, tsking me under his breath.
“Uh, uh, I'm in control right now. Don't worry, I'll fuck you, but only when I'm ready.”
“You're trying to kill me,” I groan, raking my fingers through my hair and smirking.
“Is that what you think?” He slaps me again with his cock, sending a rush of tingles through my muscles.
I can't believe how fucking tender I am. It's like the smallest touch but it feels like hot coals on my skin.
“Fuck me,” I beg.
“I like when you beg me. Say it again,” he commands.
“Please fuck me.” My lids hood and I nibble on the inside of my cheek.
Growling, Ian slams his cock inside my pussy, thrusting hard and fast. Falling forward, he holds himself up on one hand, gliding his free hand down my throat and over my ribs. Pistoning his hips, he fucks me.
Throaty grunts and groans come out of his mouth. He sounds like a beast. The noises coming out of him are savage. Driving his head into the crook of my neck, I wrap my arm around his neck and hold him.
I've never felt this good before. I'm so close to coming again. My body is on the edge, ready to jump. And as he thrusts his cock in one last time, his body stills, but his muscles are shaking beneath the skin. His cock pulses deep inside my pussy, throbbing violently.
For a single moment, we both stop breathing. It seems like forever as the orgasm spreads throughout my body, moving down to my toes and up through my chest.
Ian pushes back up off my body, pulling his pants up and securing them in place. “How do you feel?” he asks, his eyes sparkling with pleasure of their own.
“Feel? I can't feel anything, my entire body is numb.” Giggling, I push up and grab my jeans, shimmying them up my legs.
Dropping to his ass, he sits down and looks off into the distance. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” I say, scooting up next to him.
Ian turns to face me, a serious look in his eyes. “What's your plan exactly?”
“What do you mean?”
“For your career? I mean you have to have a plan, right? Like have you talked to a lot of nightclubs? Have you tried to talk to any agents?”
“Not yet, I'm just kind of winging it.” Shrugging a shoulder, I scrunch my face. “I feel like this is what I should be doing, but not many people think it was the right choice to do this.” Turning to look at the horizon, my heart tightens. “You know what my biggest fear is?” I ask.
“What?”
Inhaling a deep breath, I let it out slowly. “That they're right. That I'll never make it and I'll have to go home with my tail between my legs.”