He sighed happily and sucked on my tongue.
Using Herculean strength, I broke the kiss and moved my mouth down his cheek, to his neck, then across his chest, and made my way down to his stomach, where I kissed his belly button.
“Ash, you feel so good,” he whispered, threading his fingers in my hair.
I tried to tell him that he felt good too, but all that came out was a strangled moan.
“Shit!” he cried as I swallowed his cock, taking him all the way down to the root on the first pass.
One of the best parts about sticking to using our hands and mouths the past few weeks was that I’d had tons of practice taking Jules’s length, so I could deep throat his gargantuan cock like a champ.
“Fuck. Oh fuck. Shit. Ash,” he babbled, raking his fingers through my hair. I sucked him as hard and fast as I dared, swallowing around his head when he was pushing down my throat.
“Fuck. Gonna come if you don’t slow down,” he gritted out.
I slowed my pace, holding him deep in my throat as I looked at him.
He was panting, his cheeks bright and his eyes shining. His kiss-red lips were swollen and puffy, and I groaned low in my throat when he dragged his tongue over his bottom lip.
“I want more, Ash,” he said brokenly, his gaze going desperate. “Fuck me.”
“I will.” I pulled off him and dropped a kiss into his pubes. “When I’m done having my fun.”
“Ash,” he whined.
“Yes, kitten.” I kissed his left hip, then his right one.
“I need more.”
“I know. And you’ll get it. On my terms.”
He huffed petulantly, narrowing his eyes in an adorable glare.
“Get your legs up, kitten.”
“Why?” He pulled his legs up by the knees and held them by his shoulders, opening himself up for me. “You going to fuck me now?”
“Not yet.”
I ran a hand over his inner thigh, petting the soft skin.
He didn’t have much body hair other than a thin dusting on his arms and legs and that treasure trail I loved to play with. I had no idea how extensively he manscaped, but he had almost no hair on his ass or balls.
“You’re a tease.”
“And you’re impatient.” I stroked my hand up the other thigh.
“Get your dick in me!”
“No.” I sat back on my heels and took in the sight of Jules open and spread out for me.
“Ash!” he whined, still glaring up at me.
“I’m not going to fuck you until I prep you.”
“Then get your fingers in me and prep me.”
“Nope.”