“That’s it, sweetheart.”
The soft little moans coming from the back of her throat grew louder. Her grip on my hair tightened. My woman had needs, and I was more than willing to keep her satisfied. I added a finger to my efforts, sliding it through her slick heat until it disappeared inside her wet pussy.
Her hips stilled, her back arched. I sucked on her clit, so turned on by the way she’d been fucking my mouth that my balls stretched tight. Then I doubled down on my efforts, not willing to stop until she came undone under my tongue.
* * *
Devyn
The man’s mouth was made for this. I’d never been able to come like that before, and I was pretty sure I’d never come like that again. Every muscle in my body strained as I reached for my release. Henry sent me flying higher and harder than I ever thought possible. Then he cradled me in his arms as I floated down from my high. His whiskers brushed my ear as he whispered soft, sweet words I couldn’t even make out.
“That was…” No words would do justice to what had just happened between us.
He slanted his lips over mine, making me taste myself on his tongue. It was such a turn on. Knowing where his mouth had just been, how he’d coaxed me to orgasm multiple times, made me hot for him again.
“Ready to head to the bedroom now?” I mumbled against his mouth.
“Yeah. I was a little impatient before.” He got up first, still fully dressed, and hoisted me onto his shoulder.
“Hey, I can walk.”
“You sure about that, sweetheart?” His big palm splayed over my naked ass.
I relaxed, wondering if my legs would have the strength to hold me after what he’d just put me through. “Maybe not.”
Henry laughed, a low, rumbly chuckle that came from somewhere deep within his chest.
When we got to my room, he laid me down in the middle of the bed. I still had on my shirt though I’d unbuttoned it, so it laid open, leaving just a plain white tank top covering up my breasts and belly.
“You’re so beautiful it makes my eyes hurt.” He reached his hand over his head and tugged his shirt off.
I’d always been okay with my looks. I wasn’t a small girl, and I embraced my curves, but Henry was a work of art. He had those ridges covering his stomach. I counted six, but lost track when I caught sight of a dark trail leading past the waistband of his jeans.
“Come here.” I reached up and grabbed him by a belt loop, tugging him close enough to go to work on his button.
He slid my tank up over my belly, then bent over to kiss a trail up to my bra. My nipples beaded so tight they ached for his touch. I pushed his jeans down as far as I could before he took over. I doubted I had a defined muscle in my body, but I could trace the outline of his pecs and his abs with my fingers.
Free from his jeans, he pushed his boxer briefs down his legs. His cock jutted out, thick and long and hard. A drop of moisture beaded at the tip. I leaned over and swiped it away with my tongue.
“Fuck, Devyn. You’ve got to warn a man before you do something like that.” He smiled as he said it. I liked knowing I could make him feel good.
“Consider this your warning,” I whispered. Then I took the tip into my mouth and swirled my tongue around his head.
He slid his hands into my hair while I took him deeper. My lips stretched to accommodate him. He was so thick, so big. My eyes watered when his cock hit the back of my throat.
“I love watching you take me into your mouth,” he ground out. He pumped into my mouth a few more times before easing his hips back.
“Don’t you like it?” I worried I’d messed up.
“I like it too much. Now lie down so I can show you how hot you make me.” He eased me back onto the bed. His cock rested against my thigh like a steel pipe. “Are you on the pill, sweetheart? I wasn’t planning on this, so I don’t have a condom, but I haven’t been with anyone since Graham was born.”
Nodding, I wrapped my fingers around his cock. Five years. He hadn’t been with a woman in over five years? The gravity of what we were doing settled on my shoulders like a heavy shawl. This wasn’t just a one-night stand to me, but I didn’t know how Henry viewed it. I was sure he’d had the opportunity to be with other women. Knowing he wanted to go there with me made my heart pound.
He laid down next to me, slid his arm under my side, and rolled onto his back. I straddled his hips, so eager to feel him inside me. His hand grazed over my spine, then my bra fell forward.
“I’ve been waiting to get my hands on your tits.” He cupped my breasts, one in each hand.
The deep ache between my thighs pulsed. I shifted my hips, notching the tip of his cock at my entrance. Holding his gaze, I lifted up, then slid onto him until he was fully seated inside me.