Chapter 3 #2
“Fuck.” She dropped her head back to the door, the thump of it mixing with her moans as she rocked her hips against my mouth, doing exactly what I’d instructed her to.
With one hand clutching me to her and the other cupping her breast, her thumb and forefinger pinching her nipple, she took her pleasure from me.
The sight…the sounds…the fucking taste of her did nothing but make me harder.
Make me ache to sink deep inside her and feel her come around my cock.
She ground her hips shamelessly against my face, and I slipped two, then three fingers inside her.
I worked her clit with my tongue until I found exactly what made her legs shake, what had her moans increasing and her fingers tightening in my hair.
Then I found the rhythm and the speed at which she liked to be fucked—fast and deep, and Jesus Christ, I couldn’t wait to slide my dick inside her.
Couldn’t wait to feel this hot, wet heaven between her thighs.
To see her dripping down my shaft just like she was my fingers.
“Oh my God,” she said, shock ringing in her words. “I’m—shit. You’re gonna make me come again.”
I hummed into her pussy, and she did exactly as promised. She broke against me, her cunt squeezing my fingers while her clit pulsed against my tongue, and I licked up every single drop she gave me.
With her body still shaking, I stood, lifting her against me as I strode straight to the bed and tossed her onto it.
Her tits bounced with the movement, her tight nipples begging for my tongue, and I didn’t bother to hide my hunger for her.
I fucking loved that she was naked, her body flushed and shaking from what I’d done to her, and I hadn’t even unbuttoned my jeans.
I wanted to do a thousand different things to her tonight.
Wanted to sit her in my lap and make her grind herself down on my cock, guiding her hips until she made a mess all over me.
Wanted to suck her tits into my mouth and see if I could get her off by only that.
Wanted her to sit on my face and suffocate me with her cunt.
I wanted to find every single way I could to make her scream for me. And then I wanted to do it again.
And again.
And again.
She stared up at me with what looked awfully close to awe. “I gotta tell you—your research paid off. You’re seriously a book boyfriend come to life, and I’m not mad about it.”
“Does that mean you’re ready for another one?”
Breathing out a laugh like she thought I was joking, she sat up on her knees and shook her head. “It’s my turn.”
Then she crawled toward me, reaching out and tugging me closer by the waistband of my jeans. With her eyes locked on mine, she undid my fly and pushed my jeans and boxer briefs down until my cock popped free.
She made a noise halfway between a shocked gasp and a moan and shook her head. “Good God, you didn’t tell me you were hung like a book boyfriend, too.”
My chuckle turned into a groan when she lowered her head and sucked me between those gorgeous lips.
No lead-in. No preamble. Just the hot wetness of her mouth as she took me deep until the head of my cock touched the back of her throat.
The sight of her nearly did me in, bare ass up in the air, her eyes focused on me, and those dark pink lips wrapped around my shaft, trying to suck my goddamn soul from my body.
“Christ, your mouth feels so fucking good.”
Too fucking good. If I didn’t find a distraction quickly, I was going to come, and I’d promised her I wouldn’t until she had her fill.
I slid my hand down her spine, gliding it over the curve of her ass as she sucked me deep. Then I gave it a sharp smack. She jolted then moaned around my cock, eyes blinking up at me with unmistakable hunger. “Still greedy for me, aren’t you, bunny?”
She whimpered and nodded, sucking me deep. She was a woman on a mission, but I wasn’t going to be derailed, especially when she’d just told me she needed me again.
I pulled back with a groan as my dick slipped from her mouth. “Flip over.”
She stared up at me with glassy eyes for only a second before doing what I said and turning to lie on her back, her head hanging over the side of the bed.
“Just like that,” I said, stepping up and brushing the head of my cock over her lips.
She opened for me immediately, sucking me into her mouth, her throat working against the head of my dick. Christ, her mouth was fucking nirvana, and she had me too damn close to blowing.
I cupped her tits in my hands, tweaking her nipples, then continued down over her stomach to her pussy.
Her legs were bent at the knees and clenched tightly closed, but I pushed them apart, humming in satisfaction when she let them fall to the mattress.
And then she was spread open for me and so fucking gorgeous.
I swept my fingers over her, coating them in her arousal, before sinking two deep inside.
She moaned around my shaft as I stroked her how she’d shown me she liked, finger-fucking her in the rhythm that would get her off.
It didn’t take long until she was rocking her hips up to meet my hand.
She whimpered as she swallowed around my dick, her hands cupping my ass and tugging me to her, so desperate and needy for me.
“You gonna come again with my cock down your throat, pretty girl?” Just the thought made my words come out hoarse and low, my cock jerking in her mouth, and I was going to make sure she did exactly that.
With my fingers buried deep inside her, I leaned over until I could taste her again. I swept my tongue through her slit before sucking her clit between my lips, and that was all it took.
She whimpered as her orgasm peaked, her body going stiff even as she rolled her hips in time to my fingers.
Her moans vibrating down my cock and the sloppy, hungry way she was trying to suck me off were nearly my undoing.
I pulled out of her mouth and gripped my shaft firmly at the base.
My cock jerked, about two seconds from spilling, but I wasn’t ready to come just yet.
She hadn’t told me she’d had her fill, and I sure as hell hadn’t had mine.
“Holy fuck,” she said, breathless, as the last shudder ran through her. Reaching down, she pushed my hand away from her pussy and squeezed her legs tight. “Oh my God, you’re magic.”
After a few brief moments when she caught her breath, she rolled onto her side and climbed to her knees, her eyes intent on me. “But I think it’s about time you got inside me.”
Goddamn, I wanted that, too. More than I’d wanted anything in a long time.
But as much as I’d love to stuff her full of my cock, I didn’t have any fucking condoms on me.
I sure as hell hadn’t gone out tonight with the intention of ending up here.
And I wasn’t one of those guys who carried one around in my wallet, just in case.
I didn’t do just-in-case sex. I did it on the first and third Tuesday of the month.
Or at least I had until the resort went viral, my life was thrown into chaos, and I barely had time for a nightly jerk session, let alone driving to meet my current situationship just to have sex that was mediocre at best and subpar at worst.
Somehow, I knew that wouldn’t be the case with this woman. She’d already turned me inside out, made me crave her in ways that were altogether foreign to me.
“I don’t have any condoms,” I admitted.
She stared at me for long moments before she slipped her hands under my shirt, gliding them up my stomach and chest and taking the material right along with them.
I reached back and tugged the neck over my head before tossing it to the side.
And goddamn… How could I be hungry for her when I could still taste her on my tongue?
She reached for me, wrapping her fingers around my obnoxiously hard cock, and grinned up at me, a slow, wicked smile that shot to where she was stroking me. “Good thing I do.”