With a chuckle, he flipped me over onto my back and nestled between my thighs. “You know I’m a fan of you coming over and over.” He inched my shirt up, revealing both my breasts to his gaze.
“I—”
He captured my right nipple before I could finish saying whatever the hell I was going to say.
Swirls of pleasure filled my head. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the sensations he was creating in my body. So good. So damn good.
I don’t know how long later, he moved his mouth lower, pulling my panties down as he did so. Already flushed and drunk on what he was doing to me, I damn near erupted when he flicked his tongue over my swollen clit.
“Oh God, Lucas.” I bucked my hips upward, harder to his mouth.
He chuckled, sliding his hands beneath my ass to squeeze each cheek as he continued to torment my clit.
I tossed my head side-to-side, ropes of hot, tight pleasure threading through me.
“I love the fucking taste of you, babe,” he mumbled into my pussy, punctuating the statement with little bites to my inner thighs. “Sweet and salty and so fucking addictive.”
He swiped his tongue over my folds, rolling the pad of his thumb over my clit.
I slammed my hips upward again, aching for him to be inside me. “Lucas…” I moaned. “Fuck me. Please…”
He chuckled against my sex, returned his tongue to my clit and plunged a thumb into my sodden pussy.
“Fuck, yes!” I arched, feet rammed to the floor, hips high.
He dominated my sex, my clit, with his mouth and thumb, driving me closer and closer to the edge. I began to whimper, to beg him to let me come.
When the words were little more than breathless pants, he withdrew his thumb and licked my juices from it.
“Are you ready, babe?”
I gazed up at him through a fog of pleasure and anticipation. “Wh-what are you…”
He rolled me onto my stomach and yanked my hips, my ass, up into the air.
Wicked excitement turned my gasp to a groan of delight. That groan became a moan of surrender as he circled the tight ring of my anus with his wet thumb.
My head swam. I pressed my forehead to the gym floor, every nerve-ending attuned to his exploration of my ass and sex. My heart hammered in my chest, cannon-like thumps that echoed the throbbing need in my pussy.
He pressed his thumb to my back entry with insistent pressure, even as he fingered my clit.
“Lucas…” I whispered the plea. Would he enter me there? Without lube?
Dark hunger and want twisted through me and I pressed my ass back toward him. An offering.
“You have the most exquisite ass, babe.” His thumb pressed again, sending hot licks of pleasure into my lower body.
“Lucas…” I whispered again. “Please.”
He did as I craved, his thumb pressing harder to my anus, penetrating it a little.
“Oh yes,” I groaned.
He bent over my body, his lips searing a path of kisses along the back of my neck as he continued to tease me with his thumb and fingers.
“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you, Ronnie,” he ground out. “I can’t…” He rolled his fingers over my clit again and again.
I whimpered, aching for more. “Inside me, Lucas. I want you inside me.”