47
“Do you want to come up?” I offer, when we reach my apartment building.
One side of his mouth lifts, and his eyes heat. “For a nightcap or…”
“I’m not fucking you. I’m not quite ready yet, but I—” I pause to summon my courage, dropping my tone a couple of octaves. “I thought you might like to stay the night. We can do other things, just not full sex.”
His lips kick up at the corners as he winds his hands in my hair, pulling my head toward him. He rests his brow against mine. “You’re adorable when you get all flustered.” His lips brush against mine. “I’d love to spend the night.” Still holding my head, he tips my chin back. “You set the pace. Always.”
I practically drag him to my bedroom, and we’re kissing and grinding against one another the entire time. We collapse on my bed in a tangle of limbs, and slowly our clothes come off until I’m only in my bra and panties, and he’s in his black boxers, the outline of his long thick dick obvious against the thin cotton.
He crawls over me, holding himself upright by his elbows as he bends down to kiss me. “Can I touch you?” he purrs in my ear, and my core screams out a “hell yeah.”
“Yes,” I rasp, running my hands up and down his back.
In a lightning-fast move, he removes my bra, burying his head in my chest. “These are beautiful.” He cups my breasts, grinning and licking his lips as he looks up at me.
“I’m glad you approve,” I tease, my body tingling in anticipation.
He rakes his gaze up and down my body. “Oh, I definitely approve. Your body is to die for.” Warmth spills into me from his complimentary words, helping to relax me. He lavishes my breasts with attention, sucking and biting my flesh as I moan and writhe underneath him. I hiss when he drags one of my nipples between his teeth, tugging on it as his fingers roughly tweak my other nipple, and a painful-pleasurable sensation courses through me with his forceful touch. Lifting his head, he pierces me with intense dark eyes. “If this is too much, tell me to stop and I will.”
“Don’t stop,” I blurt, needing more.
The grin he sends me is nothing short of devilish. Lowering his mouth to my breast again, he sucks hard on my flesh, and I cry out when his tongue laves against my nipple, feeling the cool metal stroke against my taut peak. He sucks and fondles my breasts for a few minutes before sliding down my body.
Pushing my thighs apart, he runs his hands up and down my legs. “These legs have a starring role in my fantasies,” he says, continuing to stroke my skin. “So beautiful.” He trails his hands higher and higher until he reaches the apex of my thighs. Shoving his face in my pussy, he inhales deeply. “Fuck, Hollywood. You’re fucking soaked.” He rubs me through my lace panties before ripping them off with his bare hands. Strips of lace float around the bed as I stare at him in shock. He chuckles. “I’ll replace them if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“I’m not worried. I’m just—” I blush, and he inches up my naked body, putting his face in mine.
“Don’t be embarrassed. Tell me.”
“I’ve read about guys doing that in books, but it’s never happened to me before,” I sheepishly admit, grabbing clumps of his gorgeous hair. “It’s fucking hot.”
He grins before claiming my lips in a searing kiss that curls my toes. Rocking his boxer-covered cock against me, he works me into a frenzy in no time, and I’m wondering why I’m holding back on the fucking front. “I need to taste you,” he says, biting my lip. “Can I fuck your cunt with my tongue and my fingers?”
He’s so crude, but it cranks my arousal up a few notches. “Oh God.” I yank his mouth to mine. “Yes, please.”
His mouth trails a path from my lips to my neck, and he spends a couple of minutes sucking on my flesh, grazing his teeth along my collarbone and nipping my breasts before he returns to the apex of my thighs. I scream when he sucks on my inner thighs, softly biting and then soothing my sensitive skin with his tongue.
“Watch me,” he grits out, flicking his eyes to mine as he settles in between my thighs, lying flat on his stomach. I prop up on my elbows, my body wound tight with anticipation and raw need. Butterflies race around my chest, and lust spools low in my belly.
When he thrusts my legs over his shoulders, his nostrils flare, and his eyes burn with desire as he spreads my pussy lips with his thumbs and stares at my most intimate parts. My chest heaves, and I swallow thickly as he drinks his fill before he leans in, licking a path up and down my slit. “So fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs. “You taste like heaven on my tongue.” He wiggles his tongue up and down my slit, lapping it against my clit, and when his ring hits my swollen bundle of nerves, I almost come off the bed.
“Holy fuck.” I throw my head back and close my eyes as the most delicious tremors zip up and down my body. I can already feel my climax hovering, waiting to explode, and I don’t think it’s going to take much to reach orgasm.
He chuckles. “Like that, Hollywood?”
“Hell, yeah. Do it again.”
“Eyes on me,” he commands, and I open my eyes and lower my chin. “I’m going to fuck you now, and you’re going to explode all over my face.”
With a wicked grin, he plunges his tongue into my pussy and devours me. Keeping my eyes on him is hard because I want to throw my head back, close my eyes, and just savor the intense sensation as he slides his tongue in and out of my cunt. That silver ball in the middle of his tongue is doing amazing things to my insides, and my climax is building fast. My hips are moving, pushing against his mouth, as he works me over like a pro. Every nerve ending in my body is alive with static electricity, and I’m drowning in sensations, both familiar and new.
Dillon is setting the oral sex bar extremely high, and I have a feeling this man is going to ruin me for all others.
Yanking fistfuls of his hair, I pull his mouth in even closer to my pussy, tugging on strands of his hair in a way I’m sure is painful. His lustful growl tells me he approves, so I continue pulling his hair as he worships my cunt with his naughty tongue.
Rubbing two fingers against my clit, he pushes down on my nub, stroking it in a relentless, harsh pace that matches the thrusts of his tongue and I have no time to warn him before I come apart. I scream out his name as I buck and writhe on the bed, shoving my pussy in his face as I ride the waves of the most intense orgasm of my life.