The first thing I feel is the softness of his lips as he gently kisses the sensitive skin below my navel before moving to my clit. But what causes the full body shiver is when his tongue circles my clit then glides down my slit before sliding right back up so he can suck on my now-throbbing nub.
"Asher…" His name is no more than a breathy moan. There’s nothing else to say, just his name on my parted lips as I silently beg him to do something, anything.
With his hands at the back of my knees, he pushes my legs up toward my body as his mouth grazes my pussy. "They call it breakfast of champions and I am a competitive fucker."
I begin to laugh at the cheesy line, but it dies in my throat as his tongue plunges into my pussy and his mouth devours every inch of me.
In this position, I’m open wide for the taking, completely at his mercy as he holds me in place and eats me like he could never get enough of me. I can hear him moaning as he takes his time licking and nipping at my skin. I’m literally laid out on the breakfast table for him and it’s hot as fuck. Something about hearing his pleasure just heightens mine.
"I was right. No pastry could ever taste as good as you on my tongue."
I’m breathing hard as he pushes me closer and closer toward an orgasm. He looks up from between my legs and grins, the sight of him makes me even crazier with his mouth wet from my juices and his eyes focused only on me.
"I want to taste you, too," I say before licking my lips as though he’s already pressed against my tongue.
"Who am I to deny my girl?" he says, voice gruff and sultry all at once.
Letting me go, I lower my legs just before Asher turns me around like a fucking turntable, my head now hanging off the table. I glance up at him, now upside down, and smirk. "It’s going to be hard to suck your cock if you keep it hidden."
"Keep it up and you’ll learn what it’s like to go home without an orgasm." He’s bluffing, I’m sure of it. After all, this is Asher, not Travis.
"Well, I mean, you’re the one missing out on my super power," I say, sticking out my tongue and he laughs.
"Someone’s feeling brave. You think I won’t deny you your orgasm?" he questions, and I think twice. Maybe it’s not the best idea to push him. He’s not Travis, but I can see the sadistic glimmer in his eye at the thought, so I shut my mouth.
"Hmm, interesting," he mutters as he pops the button and slides down the zipper of his jeans. "I was sure you’d fight me a little more on this."
Instead of answering him, I adjust my position and move a little more toward him so my head is hanging a little lower off the table, my tongue sticking out, waiting for him.
"Fuck, look at you all spread out and inviting. You’re a fucking sight is what you are." Palming his cock, he strokes it before leaning down and taking my mouth in a searing kiss that makes my toes actually curl around the edge of the table. It’s a Spiderman kiss, upside down and full of passion. His tongue chases mine, his teeth nipping at my lips as he deepens the kiss and moans into my mouth. Just when I feel he’s going to pull away, my hand flies to the back of his head and I press him down so I can prolong it a little longer.
"Let’s put that delicious little mouth to good use."
With my shoulders at the edge of the table, he has access to my pussy and he doesn’t take long to grab the back of my legs and pull my pelvis to his mouth just as his cock slides to the back of my throat. It’s deep and not exactly comfortable at first, but that choking feeling as he pushes through my gag reflex makes me feel so fucking powerful that any discomfort fades away.
I suck his cock so deep I can feel the tears at the corners of my eyes, while the pleasure of him eating my pussy like he can’t survive another day without it increases my pleasure to a whole new high.
I can barely move as his tongue spears in and out of my pussy, his lips sucking on me before he takes my clit into his mouth and sucks so hard I almost pull back from his cock.
Except there’s nowhere for me to go. I’m trapped between his cock and his mouth and I’ve never felt more powerful yet out of control in my entire life.
That thought heightens my pleasure, it gives me the will to take him even deeper as his balls slap against my face and my saliva acts as lube with every pull and thrust into my mouth.
I own him as he groans into my pussy, his tongue searching out my juices that I freely give to him with every lick and bite.
But it’s when he takes his fingers and fucks my pussy, hard and deliberate, while his mouth sucks on that hardened, sensitive nub that I feel my control give way to the orgasm just below the surface of my skin.
My muscles go taut, my body going rigid as I feel the moment he’s going to make me soar. But not before I suck him dry.
Reaching up, I palm his ass cheeks and dig my nails into his flesh, my throat clamping down on his hard cock one last time before I hear him curse.
He doesn’t want to come before me, which is the only reason he’s pushing his cock as far as he can go at the same moment he slides his fingers into my asshole and buries his tongue back into my pussy.
I see stars as I tumble into my orgasm and the world bends around me.
Asher moans inside my cunt and I around his insanely hard cock as he gives me quick pumps in and out with every spurt of his come down my throat.
It’s heady and it’s fucking delicious. Most of all, it’s all mine.