CHAPTER 26 #2
I lean back for a better view. His flawless, tanned skin stretched tight over his hard body sends a wave of heat between my legs.
“Good, that’s settled then.” I lean forward letting my fingers start at his shoulders and trace the lines of his muscles.
Then my palms run down his chest and over his ripped abs all the way down until I reach his belt.
My heart thunders at the thought of undoing it.
But before I can, my shirt comes flying over my head.
It happens so fast I almost laugh. Almost, but laughing is the last thing on my mind as his giant hands cup my bra.
His mouth presses to my neck. Who knew a guy this big could give gentle little kisses, so soft and sensual?
I toss my head back as his lips travel down, down to my cleavage and I can feel him growing even harder beneath me.
More kisses at my breasts send waves of pleasure through me.
Then the clasp of my bra comes undone. Smooth.
I didn’t even feel his fingers. The front drops down, exposing my hard nipples.
He pulls the bra off and tosses it on the floor next to my shirt.
With a hand on one breast, he makes hungry circles around my other nipple with his tongue.
Lost in the heat of it, I run my hands through his thick, wavy hair as he takes my whole breast into his mouth with a deep growl.
I want his pants off. I need to feel him against me.
I’m reaching for his belt when suddenly he lifts me up, and in what feels like a single motion, I find myself landing with my back against the sofa and him on the floor kneeling between my legs.
It happens so fast it takes my breath away but in the most exhilarating way.
Now he’s kissing my stomach as he pulls my jeans halfway down my ass.
His lips follow and he blows a warm breath through the front of my panties.
The sensation of it sends sparks down my spine and I arch my back, grabbing fistfuls of his hair.
Suddenly my pants fly off, and a moment later, his nose is making gentle circular motions in random patterns over the cotton that covers my clit.
God, that feels good and I let out a loud moan.
I lean my head back and close my eyes as he rubs his thumb over my panties, up and down my slit. It’s torture—rendering me capable of only one thought. I. Want. More!
As if he can read my mind, slowly, my panties come down.
Again, his lips follow. His tongue is wet and warm as he runs the tip up my slit.
My hips gyrate involuntarily as I moan louder and pull his hair harder.
He’s just getting started, and I don’t know how much more I can take.
I might climax right now, but I fight to hold it in.
His tongue goes flat as he licks up and down, up and down, pressing deep into my folds with a slow, steady rhythm.
I spread my legs wider. “Don’t stop.”
How is he doing everything I want, exactly how I want it? It’s like we’re connected, like he’s in my head, reading my mind. It feels so fucking good!
“Baby,” he groans, “do not come until I tell you to. Do you understand?”
It’s primal, demanding, nothing like anything I’ve ever experienced before and all I can do is grind my pussy against his tongue in a way I didn’t know I was capable of. How is he doing this to me?
“Say it,” he growls. “Tell me you understand.”
I could come right now, but I feel an overwhelming need to obey. “Yes,” I pant, “I won’t come until you tell me to.”
“Good girl.”
He sucks down on my clit pulling it into his mouth as his hands come up and pinch my nipples to the edge of pleasure bordering on pain and it’s such a turn-on.
Then I feel something unfamiliar and it nearly sends me over the edge.
In a way I don’t quite understand, it feels like the smooth surface of his teeth are running back and forth over my clit and I want to scream.
Who knew something so unusual could be so amazing?
After a moment, he’s back to licking my slit with that mind-blowing off-the-charts skill. I can’t help it, my legs tense and I lift them over his broad shoulders.
With a raised brow of approval, he turns and kisses the inside of my thigh before returning to my throbbing pussy.
I want to be a good girl and do what he said, but I don’t know if I can as the tension builds, threatening to release the orgasm pleading to be set free.
My hands ball into fists. Then I feel his finger press inside me. Oh God, oh God!
In and out, slow and gentle, while his tongue runs up and down my folds. Then his tongue pulls away and he presses his thumb against my clit with a gentle circular motion and every muscle in my abs tightens, my body ready to explode.
“Not yet,” he growls in his low baritone voice. “Not until I tell you.”
My heart races and I want to come so fucking bad, but I do as I’m told and fight to keep my breaths steady. My skin tingles and just when I think I have myself under control, he slips a second finger in. It’s too much.
As if sensing my desperation, with his huge fingers inside me, his thumb doing things to my clit that should be illegal, he rises to press his nose to my ear and in a warm breath that sends shivers down my spine he whispers, “Come for me baby. Come for me now.”
Thank the gods!
A piercing shrill escapes my lips as my pussy convulses with mind-numbing pleasure. I clamp down on his fingers as wave after wave of pure ecstasy thunders through my whole body. God, it feels amazing!
We both sit here for a moment catching our breaths. I don’t have to think about it, that was definitely the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had. And as incredible as it was, with this man, I have a feeling it’s only the beginning. I wonder what else he can do.
I’m snapped out of that thought when out of nowhere he says, “I think I’m in love.”
I’m sitting here naked with him kneeling between my spread legs while his pants are still on and he chooses to say those words now? What am I supposed to do?
“I… uh…”
“Oh, you thought I was talking to you,” he quips. “Sorry, I was talking to this perfect little pussy. But you’re cool too.”
His laugh is infectious. “Okay,” I shoot back. “The man has jokes, huh?”
I sit up abruptly, bringing my legs together. He pulls his hand back with a playful, “Is something wrong?”
“Hell yeah, something’s wrong. Stand your ass up!”
He laughs and does as I ask. Before getting started, I give him one long lustful look up and down then drop to my knees and grab his belt.
I undo the buckle and pull the belt free as his fingers comb through my hair.
Then I pull the zipper down, grab the sides of his pants, and give them a tug.
They fall to his ankles, and he steps out of them as I stare at a bulge I can hardly believe. Will it even fit in my mouth?
A little unsure, I reach into his underwear to feel his size.
What the fuck? I pull his cock out, and my eyes go wide.
This guy is the gift that just keeps on giving.
I mean, who has a cock this big? Like any girl, I’ve seen my fair share of porn, but to see something like this in real life?
It’s just not the same, and I’m so turned on by it I can hardly contain myself.
At the same time, it’s a little scary. My brain is saying, No way, that thing will hurt.
But my ovaries are screaming, Give it to me!
Those bitches win again.
His underwear lands on the floor next to our pile of clothes and I wrap a hand around it. Not surprising, his girth doesn’t allow my fingertips to reach my thumb. Oh my!
I wrap my other hand around it at the base next to his balls. With both hands together, there’s still a good two inches to the enormous crown. I can’t wait.
Looking up and making eye contact, I run my tongue in circles around the crown.
His grip on my hair tightens as his massive thighs flex.
It’s the reaction I wanted so I put the whole tip into my mouth and give it a gentle suck.
He growls like it’s the best feeling ever, but I’m just getting started.