With one hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, I lick around his tip, savoring his taste before sinking down on him.
The low growl that rumbles in his chest is all the encouragement I need, and I hollow my cheeks, relax my throat, and take him as deep as I dare.
Unable to keep his hands to himself, he twists his fingers in my hair and helps to control my movements. But at no point does he force me to take him deeper. He allows me to control the pace; he’s just there with me.
“Push your hand into your panties and play with your clit,” he demands, his deep rasp suddenly filling my apartment.
I don’t need telling twice. Sliding my hand down my stomach, I tuck my fingers beneath the edge of my panties and almost instantly discover just how true his words from earlier were.
My fingers slide through my folds with ease, and I circle my clit as I continue to suck him.
“Don’t you dare come,” he warns.
I shake my head, so he knows I’m not ignoring him.
In only seconds, my next release is growing, my already weak legs trembling. And I’m not the only one, because Kodie’s cock is swelling, stretching my lips even wider.
But just before I think he’s about to shoot down my throat, his grip on my hair tightens, and I’m pulled from his cock.
I stare up at him in disbelief, only a string of saliva connecting us.
“I’m not coming in your mouth, baby,” he explains before pushing to his feet and lifting me from the floor as if I weigh nothing more than a feather.
Spinning around, he places me on my knees on the couch.
“Rest your arms on the back and stick your ass out,” he demands, his hands wrapping around my hips to help me out.
The second I’m where he wants me, he drags my wet panties down, leaving them around my knees before he steps forward.
“Oh god, please,” I beg, arching my back more in the hope he’ll find my entrance faster. “Kodie, I need you.”
“Fucking love it when you beg,” he groans as he rubs himself through my wetness.
“Fuck me, Kodie, please. I need your dick inside me.”
He pauses at my entrance and notches just the tip in.
My body sags in relief.
“Only because you asked me nicely,” he says before pushing in so slowly it makes my eyes cross.
“Holy shit.”
“Sensitive, baby?” he asks. I swear I can hear the cocky smirk that’s no doubt playing on his lips.
“Yes. So good. More. Deeper. Faster.”
“Fuck. I’m pretty sure you were made for me,” he groans as he bottoms out.
It’s so deep like this. So deep and perfect. He hits me in all the right places.
“Need you to come for me again,” he demands as one of his hands slips from my hip and down to my clit.
“Yes,” I cry, my back arching in my need to take him evendeeper. I don’t care if it’s not possible; I need it. “Kodie. Kodie. Fuck. YESSSS.”
I clamp down on his dick as I fall over the edge again. How many orgasms this powerful can you have before you legit die of pleasure?
“Casey,” he booms as his dick pulses inside me, spilling everything he has. “Holy fuck,” he groans as his release continues. I know the fucking feeling.
