Seeing him shaking with unreleased pleasure had slickness dripping down my thighs and I had to rub them together, which he seemed to notice.
“How turned on are you?”
I wiped a finger through my wetness, showing it to him, and he roared as he came, filling my mouth with all of his seed.
I swallowed it, then opened my mouth, showing him it was empty.
“Fucking hell, that's so hot.” He quickly grabbed my arms and hauled me up, kissing me deeply, easily tasting himself. He sat me on the counter, breaking the kiss, his eyes blazing.
“No one has done that, baby. But you got your snack, time for mine.”
***** Chance *****
What the hell just happened? No chick had ever done to me what she did. No one had blown my mind so completely while giving me a blow job.
And if I was the type of man to just let my pleasure override everything, I would have given into the feeling of jello knees and collapsed on the floor.
But that wasn’t my style.
Not to mention, the taste I got last night was not enough. I wanted to taste all of her. I wanted to feel her coat my face. I wanted to feel those nails scraping my scalp, holding my head in place while she rode my tongue.
I wanted it all. And scarily enough, I wanted it with her.
I would have to talk to her, to see where her mind was at, what could be done, because I wasn’t done with her, not by a long shot, but I wasn’t sure what she wanted.
And where in all of this my mind switched, I couldn’t tell you.
Maybe it was waking up to the smell of someone else cooking.
Maybe it was holding someone through the night.
Maybe it was someone who understood my problems far better than anyone else because her hurt mirrored my own.
Whatever the case was, Johanna Ridge did something to my mind and soul; she twisted it up in such a way that I couldn’t think of life without her, and that was so unusual for me, especially over the course of the last year and a half, when all I wanted was to be alone.
“Chance,” she started, but I pressed my finger against her lips.
“You did enough talking, bossy lady. My turn to enjoy. Now, hush those pretty lips.”
Her eyes opened wide, causing me to smirk before I leaned in to kiss her, working on the buttons of the shirt she was wearing. I pushed it off of her, breaking the kiss to trail my lips down her neck, over her shoulder, and down to her nipple, sucking it hard in my mouth.
She gasped as she arched, her hand wrapping around the back of my head.
I moved my lips to the other one, letting my fingers play with the other, loving her cries once more.
“Fill my house,” I told her, moving down to kiss over her stomach. I carefully knelled down, pulling her to the edge of the counter, then spread her wide. “And lay back.”
“Chance,” she started again, but I nipped at her lips, making her hips jerk.
“Don’t stop me. And obey. If you want to watch, you can. In fact, that could be hotter.”
I felt her eyes on me, and I looked up, giving her a wink before I dove my tongue into her, licking her from top to bottom, then back again.
Holy shit, she tasted divine.
Yeah, I could stay buried here and wouldn’t have a problem.
“Fuck, baby, don’t ask me to leave, I’m not going to want to.”
