Her fondling eventually drove Silas to straighten and recapture her lips in a kiss. She unbuttoned his jeans, and he shoved them down along with his boxer briefs. Sparks scattered to the sensitive points of her body as she took him in.
“I want to suck you off,” she said, nudging him backward. She hopped off the table and pushed him until he was seated on the edge of her bed.
“Fuck,” he whispered as she dropped to her knees in front of him.
She took his dick in her hand, and a breathless excitement engulfed her as she explored its weight and girth.
“You good?” Silas asked with a half-smile, but the moment her mouth touched his thick tip, his expression went slack.
She licked and teased him, mimicking the lazy kisses he’d given her across her face and breasts.
“You look incredible,” he whispered, brushing his thumb over her top lip that was stretched around his head. It was just the encouragement she needed to fill her mouth with more of him.
The contours of his hardened length pressed against her tongue, crowded her cheeks. Rough moans rolled out of him, and his hand found a place on the back of her head.
“That’s it, get it nice and hard for me,” he said, gently guiding her.
Her eyes flickered upward, and she found him looking at her. A flutter crossed her chest. But to avoid analyzing the feeling, she planted her hands on Silas’s thighs and quickened her movements.
His moans grew desperate and stirred her lust. She slipped her hand down the front of her underwear to give her needy clit a few taps and strokes.
“Sucking my dick turns you on, huh? Show me how wet you are,” he whispered, and Raven ran her fingers down her slit before drawing them out for him to see how they glistened.
A harsh breath escaped him as he pulled his dick from her mouth and said, “ I need to bury my face in your pussy. Back on the table.”
She quickly followed the command, and he rewarded her by pushing her tight skirt over her hips to expose her thighs and the front of her damp underwear.
“This all you’re wearing under there?” he asked her, his voice strained.
“A thong? Yes.”
“It barely covers you,” he said, dragging his knuckles over her pussy.
“That’s the point,” she said, amused. “You must’ve seen a thong before.”
He smiled at her. The sort of playful smile that comes when you’ve fucked someone a few times and you know their body.
When he dropped to his knees, he pushed her legs wide. From her place above, she watched him shove the material of her underwear to expose her pussy to the air, his breath, his gaze. A moan from the back of his throat tumbled out as he studied her. She didn’t want to breathe or blink, lest she miss something.
He parted her folds with his fingers. “Fuck, you’ve got such a pretty clit.”
The kiss he planted on her sensitive bud unleashed the most glorious feeling in her body. He introduced his tongue, and she slipped into the sweet embrace of pleasure.
“Silas, please,” she whimpered. Her request was undefined, nebulous, but somehow he knew what she needed. He eased two fingers inside of her, pitching her into a different gear of arousal. With each move he made, her focus narrowed.
She grabbed his hair in a fist. “God, right there.”
His warm tongue, his wide lips, the slightly abrasive beard, and the fingers he drove in and out of her were pushing her closer and closer to her end. She braced herself against the furniture as if her soul might launch from her chest.
“I’m gonna come all over your beard,” she said, to which he responded by holding her fast against his face. She bucked and cried out incoherent words. There was nowhere to go but up, so she yielded to the ascent until she saw the constellations rearrange before her eyes.
* * *
Raven lounged on the bed with her head propped up in a hand, watching Silas put on a condom. The only condom he had in his wallet.
He stroked himself to dull the edge that was building within. She looked at him with such awe; the corner of her bottom lip caught between her teeth. He wanted to bask in it. Lean back and allow her fill.
If this wasn’t just a one-time thing, he would have wanted to watch her masturbate, see her fingers slide across her clit, tease herself into a cresting orgasm.
