“Now that that’s over, I’ll give you a five-second head start.”
“Wh-what?”
“Five.”
My eyes widen in panic. He doesn’t mean things start right now, does he?
“Four.”
I bolt up and run into my bedroom, shutting the door behind me. I don’t hear him finish his countdown, but within seconds, he’s through the door and at my back, and my body temperature increases as I feel heat at my core.
“One,” he says from behind me before placing a large hand on my shoulder and turning me around to face him. He cups my face and slowly brings his head down, and our lips meet in a gentle kiss at first. When he breaks the kiss, his hand moves to my waist.
“Let’s try out this roommate with benefits thing.”
“Right now?” I squeak out breathily.
“Right now,” he states with finality.
“Okay.” I gulp.
“Now, be a good roomie and sit on my face,” he commands.
He backs us until his legs hit the edge of my bed. He sits down and looks at me expectantly.
“Um… can you close your eyes or something?” I ask nervously. I’ve never stripped for a guy, and I’m anxious that he won’t like what he sees. Even though I work out pretty consistently, I still have a soft belly that I’m insecure about. I’ve tried so hard to get rid of it, but it doesn’t seem to want to budge.
His only answer is to scoot himself back onto my bed and lay back with his upper body braced on his forearms as he waits for me to undress. I take a deep breath and decide to just go for it and shuck my bottoms off but keep my panties and shirt on. He quirks a brow in question but doesn’t protest.
“Crawl to me,” he commands.
I place my hands on the bed on either side of his outstretched legs and make my way up his body. When we’re face to face, he smirks at me as if to tell me to keep going.
Today seems like a day for a lot of first experiences for me. First, the dry humping, then the stripping, and next, am I going to really sit on his face?
I feel a hard smack against my butt, and I yelp in response.
“Hey!” I yell at him.
“I said, sit on my face, or did you not understand me the first time?” His voice is husky, and it sends shivers through my body.
“Jesus, you’re so bossy,” I mutter under my breath.
I slowly move up so that my knees are resting on both sides of his head. Knowing his face is so close and feeling his hot breath on me sends a rush of arousal to my center. I’m still wearing my panties, and I feel his large hands gently slide up the insides of my thighs. I swear I’m getting wet just from his touch. Then, he reaches up and kisses my crotch.
“Nice underwear, but they need to go.” He helps me out of my underwear and tosses them over the side of the bed. Herepositions me again, and this time, when I feel his hot breath, I can’t contain the shiver that wracks through my entire body.
“Mmmm… You might want to hold onto the bed frame for this one.”
That’s the only warning I get before he brings my hips down to meet his hot mouth. I gasp as he starts with a soft kiss as if he’s worshipping my pussy, and then I moan as his tongue parts my lips. He gives my entrance a gentle prod and licks his way up to my clit. He flicks at my clit with the tip of his wet tongue, and I grab onto the headboard with one hand, like he suggested.
I groan and try to move my hips to escape his onslaught, but his hands are holding me in place.
“Oh—oh my god.” The sensations are intense, and I know I must be dripping wet. Ben switches it up and starts lapping up my wetness as it comes out of me. I use a hand to hold on to his hair and undulate my hips. At first, they’re just small, unsure movements, but as the pleasure mounts, I’m grinding on his face shamelessly.
“That’s it, baby. Ride my face.” He sucks on my clit, and I let out a keening wail.
“Oh, fuck!” I’m pretty sure the neighbors can hear me screaming, and I don’t even care. I feel the telltale tingle of an impending climax.
