“Yeah, I like when you do that,” he says, and treats the other nipple to the same stimulation. I grip his shoulder and hang on as he licks, nips and sucks and takes his fill of me. My fingers itch to touch him in return, so I slide a hand between our bodies and grip his throbbing cock. He’s so damn thick I can barely fist him and I quiver all over at the thoughts of him filling me.
“Jesus, that feels good,” he murmurs, his mouth going to my neck. He kisses the sensitive hollow spot as I stroke the length of him. With a little nudge I fall backward onto the bed, and land on the mattress. My heavy breasts bounce from the movement and he groans in pleasure.
“So sexy,” he says and drops to his knees. He grips my thighs, and widens me until my sex is on full display. He finds my mouth, kisses me deeply as he runs his fingers along my legs, squeezing my thighs. “Soft and plush and all mine,” he says as he breaks the kiss.
He takes my hands which are braced at my sides and places them on my breasts. He keeps his hands on mine, and squeezes, forcing me to massage myself. “Do you touch yourself like this when you’re alone?” he asks.
“Yes,” I murmur, and he squeezes my tits together, his growl of approval ripping through me.
He pulls his hands away, and I continue to rub myself. “I like watching you do this.”
“I like watching you too,” I admit.
He grins. “I can’t wait to fuck these,” he says. “But first I’ve been dying to get my mouth here.” One hand slides between my legs, circles my engorged clit, teasing relentlessly until I’m squirming on the bed. “What’s the matter, Fallon?” he asks, a playful edge in his voice. “You need something.”
“You know I do,” I cry out.
“What is it you need, babe? Tell me, I’ll give it to you. Anything you want. I’ll take care of you. Tonight, anything you want, you get.”
“I want your mouth on me. I want your fingers inside me. Please…” Lost in euphoria, I lift my hips, my entire body begging, clamoring for so much more from this man.
He slides one thick finger into me and I throw my head back and groan. “This what you need?”
“Yes,” I cry out.
He wiggles his finger inside me, and my body ripples. “You like that?”
“Oh, yes,” I say and move my hips. He draws his finger out, and slides it back in again. Sensations rocket through me, and draw me deeper and deeper into a place where only pleasure exists.
“I want your cum all over my fingers,” he says. “I want you all nice and hot and slick when I put my cock in you.”
Holy God, who is this man?
“Yes, Jamie,” I say on a breathless whisper. “It’s been so long. Too long. Years,” I murmur without thinking as I toss my head from side to side, and squeeze my full, aching breasts. His finger goes still high inside me and that’s when my one last working brain cell sparks to life, and warns that I shouldn’t have revealed something so personal. Cripes, it’s just that I’m not thinking straight. Apparently, Jamie’s touch does that to me.
Get it together, Fallon.
I move my hips, letting him know what I want, and he starts to finger fuck me again, sliding another one in for a snug fit. “That is so good,” I cry out without shame.
He leans in, and licks my clit, and his growl thrills me. “So fucking sweet, Fallon. If I didn’t need my cock in you, I’d spend the night feasting on your sweet cunt.” He pulls his fingers from my sex and tongues me as his thumb presses against my swollen cleft. I can’t believe how close I am to coming, and I’m thinking it has more to do with Jamie’s deft fingers and tongue rather than how long it’s been since I’ve been with a man.
He touches the sensitive bundle of nerves inside me and my breath stalls. Every ounce of pleasure centers on my core and my muscles start clenching, pulsing, squeezing his finger as my hot release bursts over me.
“Oh, my… Yes, Jamie,” I cry out.
“That’s it. Come for me, baby.” He laps at me and continues to fuck me with his fingers as I come and come and come some more. Years of pent up tension drain from my body with my powerful release and drip down Jamie’s fingers and hand. “Yeah, just like that,” he murmurs as he strokes me to prolong the pleasure.
I can’t breathe let alone swallow when my body finally stops spasming. I blink but can’t see, I gulp air but can’t fill my lungs as Jamie slowly pulls his fingers out. He presses his forehead to mine, and breathes with me until the room comes back into view and my world stops spinning.
“You good?” he asks.
As I nod, he inches back and brings his fingers to his mouth. He licks himself clean and when he meets my gaze, he’s wearing my moisture all over his face. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
“I…don’t think I’ve ever come like that before,” I admit. Aren’t I one for spilling all my secrets tonight.
A perplexed look comes over his face, then his eyes soften and he says, “You think you’re done?”
I swallow against a dry throat. “I’ve never come more than once,” I say.