I gasp at the surge of pain, but all I want is more. His teeth graze my collarbone, and this time my knees really do give out. He catches me just in time to lower me onto the bed.
I wait for him to climb on top of me, but instead he walks to the end of the mattress and tugs my body lower before getting to his knees on the floor. I swear my heart stops beating when he places his hands on my shins to spread my legs.
“I said I needed to taste you.” His voice is so low it’s almost threatening, and I can feel myself getting even wetter as he starts trailing his lips up the inside of my thighs.
He reaches the edge of my thong and licks along the seam.
“Youssef. Oh my god.”
“You okay?” he murmurs against my skin.
I nod and then remember he probably can’t see me. “Yeah.”
I’m not sure ‘okay’ is the word I would use to describe the way he’s making me feel. ‘Transcendent’ might be a little closer. I need him to keep going. I feel like I’m going to split into a million pieces if he doesn’t.
He licks up the middle of my thong, and even through the fabric, his tongue is the best thing I’ve ever felt.
“Fuck. The way you taste...” he mutters before licking me again. I’m dripping for him now. I need the heat of his mouth on me. Just when I’m about to tell him I can’t take waiting anymore, he pulls back enough to tug my thong down my legs and toss it into the floor.
I’m totally bared to him now, and he goes still as he looks at me. I fight the urge to snap my legs closed or say something stupid. I just keep my eyes fixed on his face as he scans my body like I’m some treasure he’s been searching for his whole life. When his gaze finally makes its way up to mine, there’s more than just desire there. It almost looks like he’s a couple seconds away from crying.
“I just can’t believe I found you again,” he rasps. “I just can’t believe it.”
All I can do is nod as my eyes get blurry too.
We stay frozen like that for another few seconds, and then he bows his head again. He kisses across my stomach, darting his tongue out every now and then to taste my skin and make me gasp. He trails his lips lower and lower until I’m shaking with impatience.
The whole room spins when he finally makes one long, firm stroke of his tongue between my legs, licking up the length of me and circling my clit before moving back down.
I moan his name and fist the sheets when he starts fucking me with his tongue. Every nerve in my body is on overdrive. He replaces his tongue with two fingers after a moment and starts licking my clit instead. He finds a steady rhythm with both, and my toes curl as my hips buck up to meet his mouth.
“So good,” he gets out between strokes. “You taste so fucking good.”
“You’re gonna—Oh—Oh.”
“Mhmm?” he prompts, burying his whole face in my pussy as he works me even faster.
“You’re gonna make me come,” I gasp.
He growls at that and starts thrusting harder with his fingers, hitting just the right angle to make my eyes roll back in my head as the pressure builds and builds.
I thread my fingers into his hair, pulling him closer. I’m too far gone to worry about being greedy. I need this. I need him.
I need him. I need him.
That’s the last thing I think before he presses his tongue even harder against my clit and sends me past the point of holding back.
I give him everything. I come for what feels like forever, my back arching and my body thrashing as he keeps at me with his tongue. I can’t see or hear or do anything except feel him. In that moment, I’m totally his.
I crash back to reality and find him panting and staring at me in complete awe. I struggle to catch my breath, but I’m not finished.
“Youssef,” I say with as much force as I can muster. “I need you inside me. Now.”
He bites his lip. “You sure?”
I sit up a little and nod. “Please. Now.”
A few seconds later, he’s got his boxers off and a condom on. His cock is gorgeous and so hard for me that just the sight of it has my body tensing with the need to come again. I want to put him on his back and tease him as much as he teased me, but we’ll get to that later.
