I want to feel your fingers on me tomorrow, and the day after, and next week… I want you to touch me, so I never forget what it feels like.”
“Holy fuck,” he groans as he slams his lips to mine at the same time his hand pushes up and cups my breast roughly.
I open to him, moaning into his mouth as he kisses me with the skill and passion I knew he would, his tongue seeking out mine and claiming me. Making my mouth his own. Every curve of my lips, every flick of my tongue, all now his to do with as he pleases as he holds me still, with a vise-like grip on my chin.
“I’ve wanted you for so long.” His lips move along my jaw as he tilts my head back to give himself access. Then he runs his hand down to my throat and curls his fingers around my windpipe, holding me in place as his mouth finds my ear. “So fucking long,” he murmurs.
He has?
I whimper as he squeezes my breast and then rolls my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
“Reed,” I moan, unable to do much else. He has me pinned in place as he begins to plant fiery kisses down the side of my neck. The hand caressing my breast makes my nipple ache to feel his hot mouth engulfing it. “Please.”
“Please what, Angel? What do you want?” His lips continue their trail down to the juncture of my neck, and he bites hard enough to make me moan out loud before sucking and kissing the tender skin.
“I want your mouth,” I whimper.
He rolls me onto my back and before I can blink, his lips are on mine, kissing me with purpose. I arch my breasts up to get closer to him, unable to touch him the way I want to because he’s pinned my wrists to the mattress above my head.
“Where else do you want it?” He pulls back and sits me up, ripping my top up over my head before he pushes me back down onto the bed. His eyes roam over my bare skin and he groans, pausing to really study me. I shiver in anticipation before he brings his face to my chest. “What about here?”
I gasp out loud as he covers my pebbled nipple with his mouth and sucks.
“Yes, oh fuck, yes.” I writhe underneath him as one large hand pins my wrists together over my head again. It feels even better than I imagined—hot, measured, controlled. He moves to the other side, flicking his tongue over me and biting gently in between sucks until I’m bucking off the bed.
“My girl’s got sensitive nipples on these incredible tits of hers, has she?” Reed says as sucks one into his mouth again, grinding his cock against my leg at the same time. “Do you feel how fucking hard you make me?” His face is over mine again as he looks at my mouth. “You and your perfect pink lips.”
He kisses me again, driving his tongue into my mouth as I whimper and writhe underneath him, trying to get friction between my legs.
“Your perfect pink lips.”
Memories of how his voice sounded that night when I heard him through his bedroom door come flooding to me, bringing a rush of wetness between my legs. Now I know what he was doing, I can’t help but remember how hot he sounded. Deep, gruff… A voice laced with sex.
A voice made for sex.
“I like it when you talk to me,” I pant as Reed sucks my nipples again.
“Do you?” He looks up at me, his eyes even darker in this light, a slight gleam in them from the small sliver of moonlight making its way in through a crack in the curtains. His lips move around my nipple as he speaks. “I’ve wanted you for so long. I’ve fucking dreamed about you for weeks asleep in the room next to me. Wishing that I could come to you in the night like this and sink my tongue and my cock deep inside you. Taste every damn inch of you, fuck every part of you.”
Holy shit.
“Tell me,” I plead, equal parts both fascinated and turned on by his brazen, unapologetically filthy words.
So hot.
“You’re going to scream my name so loud everyone on the East Coast is going to know just who’s fucking you, Angel. I’m going to make you forget everything else exists, except me, my fingers, my mouth, and my cock. They’re going to know every part of you by the end of tonight.”
“Oh, God.”
Reed grins wolfishly at me as he shifts slightly and then drags my shorts over my hips and down my legs. The sight of him, all toned abs and messed up hair makes my pulse throb deep in my core.
“Knees up.” He grips my calves and pushes my knees to my chest so I’m exposed to him. The cool air of the room hits me, making me shudder. He looks between my legs for what feels like a long time and then, when I think I can’t wait anymore, he slowly reaches out and drags the pad of one thumb all the way from my clit, down through my wetness to my asshole, hissing out a breath as he does so. “You’re perfect. I can’t wait to fuck you everywhere.”
I gulp, realizing he means everywhere.
He drops down between my thighs and pushes them farther apart with his hands, so I’m stretched wide open for him. There’s a deep growl, and then a slow, deliberate intake of breath. He’s sniffing me.
He’s actually sniffing me right now.
I’m glad it’s dark because I’m sure my cheeks are probably burning a fierce red. No one has ever done anything so forward, so obscene, something that makes me feel both dirty and horny as fuck at the same time.
“You smell incredible,” Reed groans before sinking his tongue inside me and eating me out.
I always used to wonder why it was called that. Guys I’ve been with before generally just licked around my clit a bit—if they could even find it. But now I understand. This is what eating out means.
My back rises from the mattress of its own accord as Reed groans and murmurs filth as he feasts as deep inside me as he can reach. Each word he utters is like music to my ears, making me wetter and wetter until I’m grinding shamelessly against his face, my hands fisting his hair.
“You’re so good at that. God!” I cry, throwing my head back and squeezing my eyes shut.
“You taste like heaven, Angel. A heaven that’s going to come all over my face while you scream my name.”
“No. Not yet.” I try to push Reed’s head away, but he sucks on my clit and then buries his face against me again. As he sucks, a new wave of arousal rushes straight from my body, and Reed laps it up, growling deep in his chest.
“Let me have it, Angel. I’ll fuck you all night long and give you more. Let me have this one on my face, just where I want it.” His tone is almost pleading, even though we both know I won’t say no to him.
Reed has full control tonight. The way my body is a quivering wreck at his command shows that much is obvious.
“I… ca—”
“Yes. You. Can,” he grits, cutting me off as he clamps his mouth down over me again and slides his tongue over me, rubbing it back and forth over my clit.
I’m being turned inside out as a blinding pressure builds inside me until I’m bucking against him and crying out. He presses one hand flat to my lower stomach, pinning me down as his other hand squeezes one of my ass cheeks hard.
“Fuck, Reed… I…” My hands twist and pull at his hair as I pant.
He dives into me deeper and something presses against my ass, gently at first, until my body begins to accept it, and then it slides in deeper, creating an extra fullness I’ve never experienced before.
“Reed,” I scream as I come hard, every nerve in my body tingling and shaking. My entire lower body spasms in one giant, long orgasm as I come and come and come, crying out loud as he keeps the same pace going with his tongue. I shake and squirm beneath him. He doesn’t let up. And then it’s there, a second orgasm, sending my body into a shaking mess as he devours me, groaning in pleasure as he sucks and swallows, fingers, and kisses, takes and gives.
I pant, sweat gathering between my breasts as my chest heaves up and down. Reed slides his thumb out of my ass and his tongue from my clit, and then rises over me, grinning, his face glistening with my arousal as his deep brown waves fall forward.
“Do you know how good you taste?”
I stare at him, unable to form a coherent word as I catch my breath.
He leans down and presses his lips to mine, coaxing them apart gently, before he swipes his tongue through them until I kiss him back. I can taste myself all over him. It starts gentle and slow as he moans and tells me how sweet I taste and how wet I get. But as soon as my breathing slows and I begin to peel my spine away from the mattress to get close to him again, he picks up the pace once more, kissing me like I’m everything he needs to survive.
“I want to fuck you, Angel. I want to sink my cock inside this pretty pussy so bad,” he groans against my lips as he rises over me and uses one hand to yank his pajama pants off. “I’ve thought about fucking you for so long. No one’s ever driven me so fucking crazy before.”
His lips are on my neck as he kisses and nips. He groans as I sink my hands into the hair and tug gently.
“You knew what that did to me at that first dinner we went to, didn’t you? When you made me put my hands on your ass? You fucking knew how hard you were making me.”
My mouth drops open, and I gasp as Reed bites my neck and then sucks and kisses where my skin smarts.
I had no idea.
“That first dinner?”
“You knew. You must know what you do to me. I’ve never jerked off so much in my life,” he groans as he grinds against me and the head of his cock slides through my wetness.
“I didn’t,” I moan, circling my hips as he moves with me, the smooth, fat head of him dipping into my wetness again and making me tremble. I’ve never had sex without protection before, and I will feel like an idiot if I let myself get carried away now. “Condom,” I groan as his cock presses a little further inside me, and I part my legs wider, inviting him in.
“Okay, Angel.” He kisses me, holding my neck with one hand as his tongue dives into my mouth.
I roll my hips underneath him, encouraging his cock between my legs again. It feels so good. So hot, hard… and big. He’s got the biggest cock I’ve ever been this close to. And it’s perfect. I looked at it earlier when I got the chance to glance down. It’s thick and long and smooth. Held up by insanely perfect balls that would never fit into the palm of my hands. I’ve never even considered a guy’s balls to be attractive before until…
“Oh, that feels so good,” I moan into his mouth and lift my hips off the mattress, managing to slide another inch of him inside me.
What the hell am I doing? This isn’t me. I don’t take chances like this. I don’t get carried away. I haven’t even let ex boyfriends go there bare before. Not even just the tip.
But I’ve also never been this turned on before.
Ever.
“Reed,” I whimper, lifting my hips again and gasping as I get more than just the head of him inside me. I stretch around him, and my pulse pounds between my legs. “Fuck me, Reed. Please.”
The bed dips, and I’m cold as he disappears, going to his bag across the room and coming back, climbing up over me on the bed. He rips a condom packet open with his teeth, never breaking eye contact with me.
“I know when you mean yes, Angel. And when you just want to mean it.”
He rolls the condom down onto himself and then leans over me again.
“Get your knees up.”
I do as he says, holding my legs up against my chest as he rests his forehead against mine and pushes inside my body confidently, filling every space inside me until my eyes pinch at the corners and he shushes me.
“It’s okay, Angel. It will fit.”
His dark, glittering eyes hold mine, and I nod, sucking in a breath as he pulls back and sinks in again, further this time. He repeats the move, over and over, never taking his eyes off mine until I start to pant and pull at him, grabbing at his hair, his face, his ass cheeks. Anywhere I can get a hold of to pull him deeper inside me.
“Please, Reed,” I groan.
He sits back onto his knees and holds my hips, dragging me back down onto his cock as I cry out. His eyes fix on the point where our bodies meet, and he growls.
“You look so hot getting stretched by my cock. I told you that you’d fit me.” He thrusts forward, burying himself to the hilt, his balls slapping my skin as my eyes roll back in my head.
“So good,” I pant as I’m thrown up the bed, and it shakes beneath us with each thrust.
“So fucking good,” Reed echoes, his eyes now on my face as his hands run up my body, over my breasts, and to my neck. He wraps his hands around it and holds me gently as he increases his pace. The bed bangs against the wall and I’m moved up the mattress by each forward drive he makes.
I stare up at him, my breath coming in short gasps as I’m overcome with pleasure.
“I’ll rub that swollen clit for you all night long, Angel. Make you come a million times. But let my first be with my hands wrapped around your pretty throat.” He grits his teeth and his arms and chest tense as he increases his pace.
I try to nod at him, but I can’t because his hands are clasped around my neck. He thinks I won’t come without him rubbing my clit, but the angle at which he’s pumping into me has him perfectly rubbing my G-spot. If he didn’t have the condom on and I could really feel the thick rim of his head, I bet it would be even better.
I sink my nails into his forearms as I tense underneath him. Our eyes lock onto each other’s as the first pulse of pleasure sears through me.
“I’m coming,” I pant, fighting to stop my eyes from squeezing shut. I want to watch him. I want to see him come undone.
“Good girl. Fuck, Angel. You’re such a good girl.”
He groans and increases his pace as he sucks in a deep breath. “I’m going to fuck you so full of my cum at the same time. You ready?”
I cry out in reply as I begin pulsating around him, the strength of my release knocking the air from my lungs.
He keeps his hands on my neck and then sucks in a giant breath before he tenses and holds it in. Then he releases it in one long string of ‘fucks’ and ‘good girls’ as he pounds me into the mattress.
“Fuck, Angel. I’m coming so hard for you. Into your perfect, tight cunt.”
I watch in awe as he fucks every last ripple of pleasure from both of our bodies. Wrings them dry until there isn’t a drop left.
Then he collapses on top of me and pulls my lips to his with a grin.
We kiss and kiss, taking our time savoring each other, with him still inside my body. He gets up to dispose of the condom and climbs straight back into bed again, pulling me into his arms, his hands going into my hair, his tongue going into my mouth, and his words spoken softly against my lips.
“You’re beautiful. You’re so damn beautiful. It’s almost more than I can take.” His fingers trace down my face and he pulls me against his body. “Told you I would warm you up.”
I giggle and slide my hands up into his hair. “I’m definitely warm now.”
“I meant warm you up, Angel.” He catches my lips in a kiss with more pressure.
Shit. That was my warmup?
“Now that I know you can take it, we can have a lot more fun.” He smirks at the way my eyes widen, then reaches for another condom, tearing the packet open with his teeth.
“Get on all fours.”
