18. Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Eighteen
ANGIE
I sagged back, utterly spent from the orgasm that had rolled through me like a freight train. I glanced back down, taking in the pride on this crazy man’s face. Pride. At getting me off. I loved it. I’d never had a man ever care about my pleasure or whether I came or not. In fact, going down on me was not really a common occurrence, let alone letting me come on their face.
I wanted to make him feel as good as he had made me feel. Letting my dress fall back into place, I shimmied down his body. It was obvious what he was trying to do tonight, and I respected it. But it didn’t mean he couldn’t be pleased too.
He watched me as I continued my way down until I was straddling his legs, but his hands caught mine as I went for the button of his pants. “No, baby. Tonight was about you.”
I shook my head. “You got to taste me, now I want to taste you.”
His eyes darkened, but he quickly shook his head. “I want nothing more than to see that pretty red mouth wrapped around my cock?—”
“Good. Then let me.” I ran a hand along the outline of his cock through his pants.
He groaned, throwing his head back against the cushion of the seat, his jaw locked tight. This time, when I went for the button of his pants again, he let me undo it and unzip them. I pulled out his long, thick cock and licked my lips as I fisted it in my hand, watching as precum coated the tip.
“Fuck, baby.” He looked back down at me as I moved my hand up and down. “Take me in your mouth.”
I smirked up at him. “Please?”
His fingers threaded through my hair, and he tugged. “Please put your lips around me so I can fuck that sassy little mouth of yours.”
God, I never realized I would get so turned on by dirty talk. I leaned down and covered his tip with my mouth before sliding down until he reached the back of my throat.
“Jesus.” He pulled on my hair, forcing me back up. “Do that again.”
His words spurred me on as I slid back down. He bucked up and I swallowed, making more room in the back of my throat before raising back up. I moved up and down, allowing him to use the grip on my hair to help set the pace he wanted.
“You going to take it in your mouth like a good girl?”
I nodded, wanting nothing more than to give him this. To taste him on my tongue.
“Fuck,” he ground out. “I’m gonna come, baby.”
His cock pulsed and he filled my mouth as he held my gaze. The saltiness coated my tongue before I sucked and swallowed, pulling every last drop from him.
“You coming on my face was by far the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. But watching you take my cock is a close second.”
He brushed the hair back from my face, the tenderness making me want so much more. I smiled and tucked him back into his pants.
“Come here.” He held his arm out and patted his chest.
I climbed off his legs and positioned myself in the crook of his arm, laying my head back on his chest. I sagged into him, letting my eyes drift closed until I shivered, finally feeling the chilly air against my skin.
He shifted out from beneath me, and I opened my eyes as he stood, offering me his hand. I took it and let him lead me into his bedroom through the other door. I swallowed, not exactly sure where this was going.
He pulled a drawer open and turned to me, holding out what looked like a T-shirt and a pair of boxers. “I want to sleep in the same bed tonight. No sex. At least not tonight,” he added with a smirk. “Just hold you and sleep.”
Butterflies took off in my stomach. How was I already falling for this man?
“Unless you don’t want that?—”
“No,” I blurted. “I do.” I turned around. “Can you help me with the zipper?”
His fingers brushed along my back as he unzipped my dress. I turned back toward him and took the clothes he offered before scurrying past him into the master bath. I had come on his face, and he’d seen me half naked, but I wasn’t ready to fully undress in front of him yet.
I still didn’t quite understand why he wanted me when he could have a model or actress or whatever, but I tried not to question it.
I returned to find him already in bed. He held the covers up and I climbed in, reclaiming my position on his chest.
“Okay. Third sexiest thing I’ve ever seen… you in my clothes.”
I smiled and let my eyes drift closed, praying that this was real.