“Ah… fuck,” he hisses between clenched teeth. “That’s so good, baby.”
Moving his hand to the side of my head, he grips my hair and slides back out, only to hold my head still as he glides back in. His thrusts pick up, and I use my fingers to fuck myself, matching his faster strokes. He uses my mouth as his fuck toy, and holy hell, it’s hot as fuck to watch the pleasure from it wash over his face.
With my free hand, I reach between my chest and his ass and play with his balls, rolling them around and giving them light tugs.
Wanting to try something I’ve never tried on a guy before, but I’ve heard a lot of them like, I slip my fingers from my pussy. They’re coated with my juices, which will serve as good lubrication. As he continues to fuck my mouth, I watch his face as I slip my fingers between his ass cheeks. His eyes widen a fraction when he feels me exploring lightly against his asshole. I swirl the tip around his hole, and I feel the jerk of his cock in my mouth.
When he holds my stare, but doesn’t tell me to stop, I press a little harder against the tight bundle of nerves. The muscles in his arm bulge as he grips the headboard harder. The hand in my hair tightens. The tip of my finger presses inside and he hisses out a harsh breath.
We continue to watch each other, his thrusts becoming stronger and more frantic the more I slip my finger inside his hole.
I saw my legs back and forth behind him, wishing I had a third hand to touch myself. Letting go of his balls, I reach down and shove three fingers inside my slick pussy. I almost instantly come, but I force the feeling away, wanting to wait for Carter.
I fuck myself to the same rhythm he uses to fuck my mouth.
“Shit, Harley. I’m going to come,” he groans. “You want it in your mouth or on your tits?”
I hum in the back of my throat and draw my lips tighter around him, telling him without words I want it in my mouth. I’ve never let a guy come in my mouth before, but for some reason, I really want to taste Carter’s.
I push my finger all the way inside his asshole, and I must hit a sensitive spot inside him because his hips buck and a deep growl rumbles from him. Seconds later, just as I’m unable to hold back my orgasm, Carter finds his. Thick jets of cum shoot from his cock and into my mouth. Surprisingly, the taste isn’t bad like I feared. I greedily gulp down every drop and ride out the wave of both of our releases.
He pulls his hips back and he slides from my mouth. His cock, which is still semi-hard, flops on my heaving chest.
“Jesus Christ,” he mutters, his beautiful eyes staring down at me.
I smile up at him, licking my lips. “Was that… okay?” I ask hesitantly.
“Fuck yeah, it was. I may have you shove a finger in my ass every time we have sex.”
I can’t help it, I burst out laughing.