It isn’t advice.
It’s an escape.
Smooth skin that I can’t stop kissing warms underneath my lips as I continue to pepper kisses along her neck and the swell of her soft breasts. She’d pulled her sweater off the second the kissing turned into aggressive making out and heavy petting and, now, Serena is on her back beneath me in only her bra and her leggings. She moans just as my tongue runs along the edge of her bra and the sound has a direct line to my dick. I’m seconds from yanking the cup down and freeing her breasts from the confines of the fabric when she speaks. “Take your shirt off.”
I sit up and pull my shirt off over my head, desperate to get my lips back on her body. “Wait, let me see you!” she says, holding her hands out to stop me from coming closer.
“Fuck, you’re killing me, Serena. I need my fucking lips on you.” For longer than one night.
She doesn’t say anything. She just gapes at my chest before darting her gaze up to my eyes. “Your body is…incredible.” Her fingertips run up each of my abs before she shoots me a devilish grin. “I want to be on top.”
“Uhhhh,” I stutter. It’s one thing for me to be on top, so I can somewhat control how much friction her pussy makes with my cock, but I don’t need her dry humping the fuck out of me while we make out. “No, Serena.”
“Why?”
“Because your ass moves around too much.” So? Aren’t we fucking her tonight? My cock has been screaming at me since she sat in my lap and we kissed like teenagers in my driveway, and he doesn’t seem to be thrilled over the fact that I keep pumping the breaks.
“Please,” she pouts.
I let out a breath, praying to whoever might be up there to have some mercy on me, but before I can answer her, she’s sitting straight up and pushing me to lie down. She leans down and presses a kiss to one of my abs before letting her tongue dart out to lick the muscle. “Serena.”
“Landon.” She groans as she straddles my pelvis and begins to move against my cock. Fuck. This is what I didn’t want to happen. I am ready to fucking blow. She continues to rub her body against me, using my chest for leverage as she moves up and back on my covered shaft. “It’s so hard.” She breathes out, her eyes fluttering shut and her head flying back. Holy shit, is she going to come?
Fuck, I actually might.
I squeeze my eyes shut, as my cock pulses underneath her covered pussy. “Serena, enough.” I grit out. “I’m not letting you come like this. I need to be inside of you.”
She raises her head and looks down at me nervously. “Maybe… maybe I’m not ready for sex yet,” she whispers. “I feel like I want to explore other things before I take that step.”
“You want my mouth on your pussy.” I raise an eyebrow at her and I’m shocked that the blush doesn’t find her cheeks in response.
“I want…that.” She nods. I’ll have you saying pussy by the time it’s all over, baby. She bites her bottom lip and before she can say another word I have her on her back and her leggings ripped from her body. Stark white lace adorns the special space between her legs and I can already smell her arousal wafting through the air around me. “I want to bottle your fucking scent, Serena.” She doesn’t say anything but begins to breathe deeply. “Don’t be nervous,” I whisper.
“I’m not. I’m just…anxious.”
“Because you want it so bad.”
“Yes.”
I ignore her pussy for a moment, knowing that the second it comes into view, I’ll become obsessed with it for God knows how long and I’d like to maintain some semblance of sanity. “These are pretty,” I tell her as I finger her satin bra that matches her panties. “It matches.” I reach behind her and unclip her bra, letting it slide down her arms. I search her eyes for any hesitation but she only nods her head. I’m vaguely aware that she’s rubbing her legs together, probably feeling as keyed up as I do in this moment.
“Your breasts are incredible, Serena.” They’re porn star tits; round and supple, and perfect for all the depraved things I want to do to her. The second my hands find her nipples she shivers and lets out a guttural moan as I rub my thumbs over them both.
“Oh God, that feels good.”
“This will feel even better,” I tell her as I lean down and suck one into my mouth. I’ve had my fair share of breasts in my mouth, but it’s safe to say none of them tasted like Serena’s. She tastes like honey and it makes my mouth water. It makes me want to spend the rest of my life attached to them. She lets out a whimper and then a shriek when I bite down gently. She grabs the back of my head and pushes me further onto her breast. “Tell me how it feels, baby.”
“So good. Please don’t stop.”
I don’t know how long I’ve been worshipping her breasts, but when I pull away there are hickeys. Everywhere. “Fuck…Serena, I’m…I got a little carried away.”
She looks down and then up at me, shaking her head. “It’s okay. You’re the only one who will be looking at them. I think it’s kind of hot that you were so lost in the moment.” She bites that fucking lip again, and I swear she’s just doing this shit to torture me.
I lean down and rain gentle kisses on the fresh red bruises that will be purple by tomorrow. I run my tongue over each of them to soothe the bite from my teeth. I pull back after some time to stare down at her practically naked body.
“Did you wear these white underwear to tease me?” I ask her as I move down to her pussy in preparation for doing one of the many things I’ve been fantasizing about doing to Serena since she walked into the office earlier this week.
“No.”