Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
T ommy holds my hand tight as we walk into his apartment. He lives in a penthouse in Tribeca. He must be really good at poker to be able to afford this. I may have been here not all that long ago, but I still look around as if it’s all new to me.
I try not to think about what happened that night. The first time I was here. Maybe I’ll stay until morning or maybe I’ll get my brother to pick me up.
“Nice place,” I tell Tommy.
“Thanks.” He walks me down the hallway. “You want a drink or something?”
I shake my head. I’m both anxious and excited to get to the pleasure part of the night. The moment I step foot into the bedroom, his bedroom , I let go of his hand and make my way over to the bed. Then I reach an arm behind my back and unclip the strap of my dress from around my neck. Releasing the fabric and watching it flutter to the floor.
I’m left standing in front of Tommy in nothing but a black lace thong and matching leather heels. His eyes widen as they roam over my body. I don’t shy away. I’m not self-conscious at all. I know I was blessed in the looks department. I can thank my mother for that.
“I’m still tearing that to shreds,” Tommy says while pointing at my dress.
I’m not gonna lie. I was trying to save it. It’s why I undressed myself. But I also meant what I said. I will just go and buy another one—if for no other reason than to spite his whole caveman act.
“Tommy, are you going to stand there and look at me all night or are you going to show me this pleasure you talked about?” I ask him.
“I like looking at you,” he says as he stalks towards me. “Get on the bed.”
I climb onto the edge of the mattress and wait. Tommy stops in front of me. Spreading my legs apart before he steps between them and then drops to his knees. His fingers hook around the sides of my thong and he starts peeling the lace down my legs.
“This isn’t your first time, is it?” he asks me.
I shake my head. “Far from it.”
“I don’t need the details. I just wanted to make sure I didn’t have to be gentle with you.” He smirks.
“Don’t hold back.”
“I don’t plan on it,” Tommy says before his face disappears between my thighs. His tongue swipes out, licking me from top to bottom.
“Oh shit.” My body falls backwards onto the mattress and my fingers curl into the blankets.
Tommy continues to hold my thighs open as his mouth slowly explores me. It’s like he’s trying to paint every part of me with his tongue as he licks. Then he moves one of his hands, and two fingers slowly push inside me as his lips close over my clit.
“Holy shit.” My hips try to move, my body seeking more…
Tommy doesn’t stop his assault on me. He sucks, nibbles, and licks at my clit while those fingers start pumping in and out. And before I know it, I’m screaming his name as I crash over that edge. Blinding pleasure runs through me like a freight train, hitting my every nerve ending along the way.
Tommy climbs up my body. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, then latches on to one of my nipples. “You ever come from nipple play?” he asks around a mouthful of my breast.
“No…” Is that really even possible?
His free hand massages the flesh of my opposite breast, while his fingers twist and pull at the nipple. “There’s a first time for everything,” he says and then bites down.
“Ow.” The pain quickly subsides, turning into pleasure. What the hell was that?
Tommy takes his time, alternating his attention from breast to breast, and I can feel something building in my core. The longer he sucks and bites on my nipples, the more I’m squirming beneath him. My hips buck. I need something more. I need him to touch me there. I need friction.
My thighs close tight, trying to ease some of the need. It’s not enough. Then Tommy bites down harder on my breast and sends me flying over the edge for a second time. He looks up at me with a smug expression. “Told ya… pleasure like you’ve never experienced ,” he says. “Now tell me, what else haven’t you done?”
“Oh my god. That… That’s never happened before,” I pant, trying to catch my breath.
“We’ve only just started, babe. The night is young.” He settles himself between my thighs, and I reach for the hem of his shirt, pulling it up towards his head. It’s not fair that I’m completely naked and he’s still fully dressed.
“Take it off,” I tell him. “All of it.”
Tommy chuckles as he sits up, removes his shirt, and tosses it aside. My hands land on his belt buckle, undoing it and then flicking the button on his jeans. I reach inside his boxers, closing a palm around his shaft.
Like I said, I’m not shy. I always go after what I want. And right now, I want this. I want him .
“Fuck, Mabilia,” Tommy hisses as he wriggles out of his pants and boxers. Then he crawls his way up my body, his legs on each side of me. Stopping when he reaches my shoulders. I’m still holding his dick, stroking it up and down. “Suck it,” he commands.
I smile as I open my mouth for him, and he shoves his cock down my throat.
“Tap out if you need to,” he tells me.
Yeah, that’s not going to happen.