Tugging her lower lip between her teeth, she whispered, “Pick me, pick me…” Then she reached out and unfastened his pants, pushing them past his hips. Carefully lifting his boxer briefs over his cock, she said, “Hello, beautiful.” Stroking her hand up and down the length, she sighed, “You look like you’re hurting. I’ll make it all better.”
Raising her face, she told James, “Get the rest of your clothes off. I want access to every inch of you.”
Slowly releasing her hair, he nodded. “I love a woman who gives clear instructions.”
Getting off the bed, she stood in front of him. “Supplies?” He pointed at the drawer beside the bed. With a low whistle, she removed condoms, lube, and sanitary wipes. “Look at you...prepared for anything.”
Turning back to him, she asked sweetly, “Any hard stops?” Grinning, he shook his head. Winking, she said, “Let’s stick with chicken...just in case.” Taking his hand, she placed it on the post of the footboard. “You might need this.”
She took a pillow off the bed and dropped it on the floor at his feet, the lube and wipes beside it. “Hard floors are murder on my knees and I plan to be on mine for atleasthalf an hour.” James’ eyes widened. “Let’s play, Mr. Statton.”
Chapter Eight
Kneeling on the pillow, Nina dropped her hair down her back. She massaged his thighs as she dragged her tongue from his balls to the slick tip and swirled it around the head. James had a substantial cock that many men would envy.
Nina had sucked bigger.
She stared up his body as she took him to the base.
“Fuck…”
From the corner of her eye, she watched his hand tighten on the post of the bed. Beneath her hands, the muscles in his legs clenched. The caramel of his eyes practically glowed as he watched her take him.
She relaxed into an act she’d performed too many times to count in her life and enjoyed that James wasn’t immune to it.
Lowering one hand, she lightly tapped the inside of his knees and he stepped out. On the floor beside her, Nina pumped lube on her fingertips.
Sucking him, staring into his eyes, she circled the entrance of his ass and felt him stiffen ever so slightly.
Releasing him from her mouth, she murmured against the ridge of his cock, “Trust me, James.”
She could sense his nervousness but he replied, “Mm hmm.”
Gently pressing into his ass, Nina felt his body tighten even further. She kissed the crest of his dick. “Let me in. Let me show you what you clearly haven’t felt in all your forty-one years.”
He slowly relaxed his muscles and she slipped an inch inside. Above her, he panted softly through his lips.
Taking him to the back of her throat, sucking him deep and swallowing around the head, distracted him from the unfamiliar invasion Nina subjected him to. Going a little deeper, she used her other hand to massage his balls, and he released a low groan.
Then she introduced James to a place in his body that all his exciting sexual escapades had missed. It was an area most straight men never knew existed.
As her fingertip brushed across the gland in his ass, his knees almost buckled. The head released a spurt of come as his body shook. He gasped sharply and she held his gaze as he processed what was happening.
Rubbing it more firmly made his eyes roll back in his head. She played over it like a clit and the breath stuttered from his lungs. Tugging his ball sac away from his body, she pressed the flesh behind it and he whimpered into the room.
She knew he was fighting not to come, his entire body tense while he struggled to maintain control. Letting go of his cock, she held it out of the way and bent to take his balls in her mouth.
“Fuck...I can’t.” His voice was hoarse, shaky.
She moaned around the sensitive flesh and he gripped a fistful of her hair. Returning to the crest, she met his eyes as her tongue played over it.
“You know what I want, James. Every,” she sucked just the head in a kiss, “drop. Give it to me.” She took him all the way, cupped his balls in her fist, and moved faster over the male version of the clitoris buried in his ass.
His hips rocked and she let him fuck her mouth as beads of sweat slipped over his body. His groans deepened into growls that made the hair on the back of her neck stand up.
The fingers buried in her hair tightened and released, holding her still to take his cock. Slashes of color across his cheeks, the tic in his jaw, and the low rumble coming from his chest were evidence of the wildness inside him.
“Nina…” He gasped as he started to come and she applied steady pressure on his prostate gland. She didn’t look away as he came, filling her mouth with liquid heat. “Fuck!Fuck!”