It took her a few harsh breaths to get her words out. “You lick up the middle.” He followed her instruction. She was quick to catch on to his game. “Then you lick your way around, trying to find my hole.” He lapped at her folds, first her outer lips then he made his way to the warm, moist flesh. “When you find it you thrust your tongue inside.” He obeyed. “Ahhh... Fuck me with your tongue. Just like that.”
Aleks continued to penetrate her with his rigid tongue. “Oh God, yes.”
The hotter she got, the closer she came to orgasm. Between his saliva and her juices her pussy became a sweet, sticky mess and like a starving man, he couldn’t get enough. Aleks fastened his mouth on her core. He kissed her pussy like he did her mouth with strong pulls of his lips and soft lashes of his tongue.
“My clit!”
He moved up and sucked on her hard bead. Her body thrashed as she came. Carrie closed her legs, flanking his head, muffling the sound of her screams as he continued to demonstrate his ability while she shuddered on top of the bed.
“Aleks.” Her legs fell away. “Aleks.”
He didn’t let up. He continued to suck on her pussy lips. Memorizing her taste. Savoring her scent.
“Oh, wow!” Carrie reached up and grabbed on to a pillow. She held it tightly in her hands.
He watched her face. Her eyes were shut tight, and her mouth parted, letting out her ragged breaths.
She squeezed the pillow on the top of her head and lifted her pelvis. “More.”
Aleks inserted a finger into her slit. Her flesh was on fire.
“Faster.”
Inserting another finger, he picked up the pace and continued to feed on her.
“Shit!” Carrie rolled her head from side to side. “You’re so good at that. I... Oh God!”
Her second orgasm lasted longer than the first, but this time he eased away from her body. Carrie laid on the brown comforter, completely spread open, her pussy glistening, her skin rosy. No matter how urgent his need to bury himself inside her, he wasn’t in any rush. Usually it was a race to the finish line. He was in, he pulled out, and then he was gone. With Carrie, Aleks was content just to look at her. So soft and inviting. So loving.
She’s only looking for a fuck. The thought hit him hard. He couldn’t blame her. That’s really all he had to offer.
Aleks crawled up beside her, taking her in a slow kiss. Carrie deepened it, then rolled on top of him. She straddled his body, kissing him senseless. She rubbed her pussy on his stomach, spreading her juices on his skin.
Kissing had always been a secondary thing. A few kisses here, a couple there, and his dates were content. All they really wanted was some deep dicking. But Carrie wanted to connect. She wanted to enjoy every moment, be in sync with him every second. Something he didn’t know if he could give her.
Aleks grabbed on to her hips and helped her ride his body. She moaned, then ripped her mouth away, taking deep hauls of breath as she settled into an upright position. Carrie cried out. The sensation against her pussy brought her to another orgasm.
She fell against his body, and he rolled them over.
“How do you do that?” she asked breathlessly. “How do you make me come so hard?”
“I can’t take all the credit.” He sucked a nipple into his mouth.
“Oh yes, you can.” She arched into his mouth. “I bet you could make me come just by sucking on my nipples.”
“Normally, I am a betting man but not tonight.” He sucked the second nipple into his mouth. “Get inside me. Please.”
Aleks crawled over her body and searched in the nightstand for a condom. Carrie was impatient, grabbing the packet from his hand and sheathing him feverishly. Ready for action, he grabbed onto her waist, intent on turning her over.
“No.” She laid her hand on his cheek. “I want to see you.”
This was too much. He hadn’t expected her to pull a stunt like this.
“Look at me,” she demanded.
Never wanting to be a man that let her down, he obeyed and met her stare. The brown of her eyes had lightened, a heavy contrast with the black pupil.
She would know. She would know just by looking in his eyes that he was scared. Aleks was in too deep with feelings he couldn’t explain. Feelings he shouldn’t be having. Something exchanged between them, something more than just sex. He knew that it brought them to a place they could never return, their friendship would never be the same, because at this moment he knew he loved her.