I’ve talked to my sister and sisters-in-law, I’ve talked to my friends, I’ve even watched porn, but nothing prepares a person for what it’s really like toactually be in this position.
I open my mouth to say something, to protest, to toss some witty quip at him to distract him, but no words come out.
I stop breathing again as he lowers his body over mine and braces himself on his forearms. Blue eyes pierce mine. My heart thunders.
“Watch me.”
I nod, helpless to protest, to talk, to even take another breath.
I watch as he hooks his thick thumbs under my panties and drags the silky fabric down my legs.
“I mean it,” he says warningly, his eyes meeting mine. “If you close your eyes or look away, I’ll lift your legs right up off this bed to spank your ass the first time you do it. Do it again, and I’ll fuck you before you’re allowed to come. You only climax if you behave yourself.”
I nod, opening my eyes as wide as I can. During his little speech he’s managed to completely divest me of my panties.
Another hungry sweep of his eyes over my body tells me my fears were unwarranted. Hedefinitelylikes what he sees. Though his hands are as large as dinner plates, rough and calloused, he’s surprisingly gentle as he spreads my legs apart. “Go limp, Marialena. Let me position you.”
No idea what that means, but it’s easy enough to do since I’m already boneless as he drags my ass to the edge of the bed and kneels in front of me. “One taste. Just one taste,” he says, as if pacing himself. My eyes flutter closed, then I spring them open again when I remember his admonition. His eyes meet mine as he lowers his mouth between my legs and inhales. It’s his eyes that flutter closed this time.
“Fuck me,” he grates against my legs, before he drags his stubbled chin along the bare, sensitive skin of my inner thighs. I want to ask himwhat,but I still can’t speak and I know he wants me quiet now. My pulse thunders when he bends his head to my bare pussy a second time. This time, I watch his eyes as his tongue parts my slit, just the very top. Now he’s the one teasing me.
I cry out when he laps my swollen clit. I gasp when he drags his tongue slowly upward, his groans filling the room. My hips jerk and my breathing stops at the utter perfection of his tongue. I groan, needingmore.
“You taste like fucking heaven,” he whisper-growls. “Fuckingheaven.”
I nod. I’ll take his word for it. I need to feel that again.
“Fuck it,” he says, shaking his head. “I wanted your bra off so I could taste your nipples before I ate you out, but there’s no fucking way I can wait. Take it off. I want to see you bare while I eat you out.”
I nod again, because I think I might cry if he stops doing what he’s doing right now, then fumble with the clasp of my bra before it springs free. I whip it over my head. Still focused on me, he reaches for my nipples, drags his thumbs along the sensitive buds, then suckles my clit while he sends tingles of pleasure through my body.
It’s too much. My eyes flutter closed under the onslaught of sensation, but quickly fly open again when he pauses with a growl of disapproval.Shit.
In one solid motion, he lifts my ankles, flips me over, and slaps my ass three times in rapid succession. I yelp at the flare of pain, but when he arranges me back in the position he had me in before, my clit throbs. The brief spanking’s only made me wetter and more aroused than ever. When he laps at my clit again, I whimper with the increased sensation, as if all the blood in my body’s centralized right here in this bundle of nerves he’s licking with such perfection it’s like he’s reading my mind.
“Watch me,” he whispers. “Remember what I said.”
Obediently I watch him, even as my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I’ve never been so vulnerable, so bared, and it feels like the most intimate thing we could do. I tremble as he moves even closer to me, propping my legs up so he can reach me better, the tip of his tongue circling my clit. I groan, my cheeks hot as I’m helpless before him. My hips jerk. I’m on a rollercoaster and I’m climbing to the very top, ready to tumble over the edge.
Again, he licks me, again he squeezes and caresses my nipples. My entire body’s enchanted and under his spell, from my pounding heart to my throbbing sex, to my swollen breasts. My mouth parts and my lips go dry.
“Come on my tongue, Marialena. Come for me. I want to taste your come on my mouth. Watch me.”
A quick flick of my nipples, another sumptuous swipe of his tongue, and all feeling comes to an exhilarating explosion of sensation. It takes effort not to close my eyes, to maintain eye contact, but I do, even as the climax destroys me.
“Oh, God,” I moan. He holds my hips down when I nearly fly off the bed at the power of my climax, still working my clit, still licking and laving and sucking and worshipping. He leaves my clit momentarily to plunge his tongue in my core, his own carnal moan of pleasure making me come even harder before he goes back to my clit and suckles again. It’s so unexpected, so unapologetically dirty and carnal, a fresh wave of sensation washes over me, a second climax overtaking the first, this one harder, more powerful, infinitely sweeter than the first. Every nerve in my body screams in triumphal bliss.
He licks me until I can’t take it anymore, until my hips jerk with an overwhelming amount of sensation, then gives me one parting lick before he moves his head away from me and kisses my still-pulsing pussy before kissing the inside of each of my thighs.
“That was the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he grates in my ear as he lowers the heft of his body over mine and cradles me against him. “I will crave the taste of you until I can have you again.Jesus.”
I have a strange sensation of wanting to crawl onto him. I want to burrow on his chest. I want him to hold me so tightly it hurts. I want to share his bed. I want to listen to his heartbeat in his chest.
“Thank you?” I whisper tentatively. What do you say to a compliment like that?
I’m surprised to find there’s a sheen of perspiration on my body. Oh, ew. I don’tsweat.
“Can I take a quick shower before we, uh, continue?” I ask, embarrassed.