Briar
Iclimb on the bed and straddle his chest. With his hands on my hips, he moves me up his body. He presses a gentle kiss to the inside of my thigh before pulling me down to his face.
I gasp and grip the headboard to steady myself.
“I’m not too heavy, am I?” I ask.
“Not even close.”
Slowly, he runs his tongue over my pussy. My eyes roll back, and I gasp. He does it again, slowly licking up and down.
The pleasure pulses through my pussy. My thighs are shaking, and I’m panting so hard.
He softly flicks his tongue over my clit, and I cry out. “Blake.”
I reach my other hand down and pull his hair. He groans into my pussy. The vibrations hit every spot, amping up the pleasure even more.
“That’s it, babe. Ride my face like a good girl,” he says.
He grabs my asscheek, gripping hard. I moan. I’m grinding harder and faster now. Heat simmers between my thighs. The pressure climbs higher, up my stomach and all the way to my chest.
I’m shaking. This feels so good. It’s like my body is operating on pure need, pure want.
“Your tongue,” I rasp, unable to say more because of how hard I’m breathing.
He groans and flicks my clit faster.
With his hand on my ass cheek, he pushes me up higher onto his face. I fall forward right as he slips his tongue inside my pussy.
“Blake!” I cry out. My eyes roll back. He’s fucking me with this tongue. Oh my god.
A second later, he gently teases my clit with his thumb. I almost collapse. The pleasure kicks up to a whole other level. It’s on the verge of too much. My pussy feels full, and my clit is so sensitive.
The sound I make is desperate and pleading.
Blake drags his tongue up and down my pussy once more before focusing back on my clit. He’s still working it with his thumb too.
My vision goes blurry, and I’m holding on to the headboard with both hands for dear life. The pleasure is insane. Nothing’s ever felt this good.
He pulls his thumb away, and I start to whine. But then he sucks on my clit. I explode.
I come with a scream as I fall forward against the headboard.
It feels like I’ve been struck with a lightning bolt of pleasure.
Every part of my body feels it. My muscles are tense, and my skin is simmering.
I’m shaking so hard, I start to lose my balance, but Blake holds me up with his strong arms.
It feels like my brain has melted. I’m hot all over, and I can’t see straight. I can’t hear.
My head is heavy and fuzzy as I start to come down. With his hands on my hips, Blake guides me down his body. I fall on top of him, nuzzling my face against his chest.
He wraps his arms around me and hugs me tight. “You did so well, babe.”
I close my eyes and smile, savoring the sweetness in his voice. How does he do that? How does he go from rough and bossy to sweet so easily?
I lean up and look at him. He’s gazing down at me, an adoring smile on his face. It makes my chest go warm and gooey.
“I did?”
He nods.
I start to chuckle, feeling like I’m floating on a cloud of bliss. “I didn’t do much. I just sat on your face. You did most of the work.”
His sexy smile widens. “That’s all I want you to do. Sit back and enjoy the ride.”
I giggle. I reach up and touch his mouth. His whole face is wet.
A shy feeling courses through me. “I really made a mess.”
He just grins. “I fucking love it when you make a mess on my face, Briar. I fucking love how wet you get. I love how hard you come. I love the way you taste when you come on my tongue.”
My breath catches at the roughness in his voice.
He leans down and kisses me, slow and teasing. I shift slightly and feel his hard cock pressing into my hip. He groans softly into my mouth.
I reach down and grip him in my hand. “Can I play with you for a little bit?” I ask.
That wicked look flashes in his eyes once more.
“Fuck yes,” he grits out.
I stroke him in my hand, slowly at first. His breathing kicks up, turning more ragged by the second.
After a minute, I slide down and position myself between his legs. Blake is really big, so I can’t fit him all the way into my mouth. But I’m craving him.
I lower my face down and suck gently on the head of his cock.
Above me, he curses. Then he runs his fingers through my hair. When I suck him harder, he pulls hard on my hair.
“Fuck, sorry,” he says quickly. “Is that too much? Did it hurt?”
I lean up and shake my head, biting back a smile. “I like it when you pull my hair while I’m sucking your dick.”
His eyes widen as he stares at me. His chest heaves as he takes a breath. He leans up and kisses me, hard. His hand is still in my hair while we make out.
When we break apart, we’re both panting. Eyes closed, he leans his forehead against mine while he catches his breath.
“I’m not a delicate little doll,” I tease. “I can take a little roughness.”
He leans back and holds my gaze. “I just don’t want to do anything that crosses the line. I don’t want to make you feel unsafe or scared or…”
When he trails off, my brain puts it together. He doesn’t want to trigger me. He doesn’t want to do anything that reminds me of my ex.
Warmth pools in my chest, wrapping around my heart.
I cup his face in my hands. “I always feel safe and wanted with you, Blake. Always.”
That worried look in his eyes starts to fade.
I think about how shy and nervous I was when we first started fooling around—how different I am now. How comfortable I am with a little roughness in bed.
I should communicate that to Blake. It’s probably such a shock to see that shift in me.
“I like it when you pull my hair. I like it when you grab me hard. It turns me on so much. And I know you’d never hurt me.”
He looks relieved. “Never,” he rasps. “You’ll tell me if it ever gets to be too much?”
I nod. “Promise I will.”
I lower my mouth back down to his cock and tease the head with my tongue.
Above me, Blake grunts. Then he pulls me up by my hair and kisses me.
“Fuck, Briar. I can’t take this,” he grunts against my mouth.
“Take what?”
“How sweet and sexy and filthy you are.”
He leans back to look at me. The look in his crystal blue eyes is dazed. Like he’s in disbelief.
“You’re the perfect mix of innocent and dirty, and it’s driving me crazy.”
I smile and kiss him again.
I kiss down his ripped chest and settle back between his legs. When I take him back into my mouth, I feel like a goddess. Desired and beautiful and strangely powerful too.
This big, muscular man is falling apart in my mouth and my hand.
His grip on my hair tightens as I swallow the head of his dick. I pump the base of his shaft in my hand. He starts to guide me as I suck him, gently moving my head in a rhythm that he likes. I groan. Oh, wow. I like this a lot. I like how he’s using my mouth to get off.
“Babe, is this okay?” His voice is breathy and rough. I hum and nod.
I’m still not able to get him fully into my mouth, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He seems really turned on, actually, judging by all the desperate noises he’s making and how much he’s swearing.
“Oh, fuck, babe. I’m close.”
Just like last time, I don’t pull off. I stay right where I am as I jerk his shaft and suck on the head of his cock. He starts to move back a little, but I grip his ass cheek and hold him inside my mouth so he can’t move away.
A second later, he comes with a roar. His hot come fills my mouth, and I whimper.
I slow my movements and pull off of him with a gentle suck. Leaning up on my knees, I hold his gaze as I swallow.
His eyes widen, and his mouth falls open. He’s breathing hard. His toned chest is rising and falling like he’s run a race, and he’s looking at me with awe in his eyes.
“Holy shit,” he mutters.
He reaches over and grabs me, kissing me until I can’t breathe.
“How are you so fucking sexy all the time?” he mutters against my lips.
He rolls over and moves up the bed. I get an eyeful of his hard, muscled ass.
When he catches me looking, he grins.
I blush. “Sorry to stare. Your butt is just…perfect.”
He chuckles and kisses me. “Stare all you want. You can grab it too.”
I smile against his mouth and squeeze his impressively hard ass cheek. “Wow. Just…wow.”
“All those years of hockey really paid off,” he jokes. I laugh.
He moves me so I’m lying on top of him. He hugs me tightly against him.
“Best blowjob ever,” he says.
I lean up and look at him. “Really?”
He grins. “Yeah.”
“But that was only the second time I’ve ever done it. I couldn’t even fit you all the way into my mouth.”
He kisses my forehead. “You’re just that good.”
I grin like an idiot, riding a wave of newfound confidence. I love the way Blake makes me feel in bed. Like I’m the hottest woman in the world. Like I can do anything to him, and he’d love it.
That tingly, happy feeling loops through me as a filthy, fun idea pops into my head. I’m too nervous to ask him to do it with me yet though.
Blake grins. “What’s that look for?”
“I’ll tell you later.”