I just watched him as he leaned down on the bed and kissed my calves, taking turns as he gave his attention to each leg. And then he was kissing my thighs, and he paused when he got to the apex, pressing his nose to my core and groaning. He spread my legs wide,and he buried his face between my thighs, right over the lace of my panties.
I couldn’t breathe. I pressed myself against him, wanting the lace gone.
Wanting his mouth on me.
His lips on me.
His tongue on me.
As if he could read my mind, he tore the side of my panties and tossed them on the floor. I pushed up on my elbows and looked at him. No man had ever ripped my panties from my body.
“I’ll replace them. I need to taste you right fucking now.”
I nodded.The hell with the panties.
And then he licked me from one end to the next, and I fell back against the mattress. The sensation was so overwhelming that I couldn’t stop the moan that left my lips.
Has anything ever felt this good?
I tangled my fingers in his hair as I bucked against his magical mouth.
And he teased me with his tongue and sucked my clit, taking me to the edge so fast I did everything in my power to hold on.
I squeezed my eyes closed, my fingers tugging at his hair, as I continued riding his face. My breaths were the only audible sound in the room.
I was panting and moaning, and I couldn’t stop myself.
And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, he sucked my clit hard just as a finger slipped inside me.
My entire body tingled as I bucked against him with a desperation I’d never experienced.
He slipped in another finger, and that was all it took.
I lost any sense of control.
Bright lights exploded behind my eyelids, and I went right over the edge as I cried out his name.
And he just kept working his fingers in and out, his mouth sucking harder, as I rode out every last bit of pleasure.
And when everything slowed, he pulled back and smiled up at me. His lips shiny from my pleasure. He pulled his fingers out and slipped them into his mouth and sucked.
Oh. My. God.
“You’re so fucking sweet. I could stay between your thighs all night.”
No man had ever spoken to me like that.
But he had no hesitation. There was not a self-conscious bone in this man’s body.
Speaking of bones.
He was pushed up on his knees, looking down at me, and I reached for the button on his jeans, and he didn’t stop me this time. Once I’d maneuvered through the button and the zipper, I shoved the denim down along with his boxer briefs. My eyes widened at the sight of him.
Long and thick and hard.
“Have you never seen a dick before, Dominique?” he asked as a lazy smile spread across his face.
“Not one that looks like that.”
