Chapter Eleven
K endrick could admit to doing many things before, during, and after sex. At a young age, he’d come to the realization his tastes leaned on the kinkier, borderline darker side of things. However, one box he’d never ticked or thought to find himself wanting to do with a woman felt completely natural with Sutton. Yet, standing there with her, joking about an experience that rocked him and his world off its axis, ranked right up there with seeing her eyes glaze with excitement.
After getting her into the shower and placing her on a bench large enough for two, he washed her. Of course, he paid extra attention between her thighs, dropping to his knees and sliding his fingers down her chest until he reached her pussy.
“You’re so damn sexy. I could worship every inch of you for hours and still not get enough.” He inched her thighs open wider, spreading her for his viewing pleasure.
“What are you doing?” Her question came out in a shaky breath.
He used two fingers, spreading the lips of her sex open. “Hmm, if you have to ask, I guess I need to be a little more thorough. Right now, I'm exploring. Fuck, your so silky and soft.”
Her breaths became more like panting exhales as he brushed his thumb over her clit. Kendrick made a mental note to thank Ayesha for her thoughtful decorating since there were two benches in the shower. One that allowed someone to kneel in front of it while a person seated on it was right at face level, the other sat at a standard height. He’d placed Sutton on the higher platform, giving him the perfect access to worship her.
Kendrick pulled her hips closer to the edge. “Lay back against the wall and relax, Passerotta. Let me take care of you,” he growled.
She leaned back on her hands, letting out a soft moan. The sound went straight to his balls. He parted her lips with his fingers, tracing the tips through her slippery folds. Fuck, he swore.
His dick jerked at the sight of her vagina seeming to flutter in need.
“I love seeing you like this. Tell me what you need, baby.” Kendrick feathered light strokes up and down the outside of her labia without touching the places he knew she wanted him to.
“Kendrick,” she wailed.
“Words. Tell me exactly what you want, and I’ll give it to you. Do you want me to finger fuck this sexy little pussy, or would you like to fuck my face, or maybe a little of both? Give me what I want, and I promise I’ll do us both the pleasure of orchestrating what you need.”
Sutton shifted slightly, biting down on her bottom lip. He wanted to see those plump lips wrapped around his cock. Hell, the thought of her biting down on the crown of his cock had a little drop of precome easing out. He shifted his body away from the bench, giving his dick a little space so he wouldn’t come all over the wall.
“Sutton,” he rumbled as she stayed silent while her body moved in circles.
“Oh, good lord. I’ve never done this type of thing.”
He smiled up at her, knowing his woman liked the dirty things he said to her. She might not have done anything like he asked, but he planned to teach her to love everything dirty and crave it. Only he would be the first and last man she’d be getting it from.
“That’s okay, Passerotta. Trust me when I say you only have to tell me what feels good, what you need, and I’ll give it to you. I’ll make it so fucking good you’ll be shouting demands that I’ll be more than happy to provide.” To prove his point, he slid both thumbs through her folds, traced her opening, and dipped inside. Her body clenched on his digits as if she could hold him inside.
“God, yes. Touch me.”
“You want me to use my fingers?” he asked, pushing a finger inside her.
Tight and hot silk surrounded him. He used one hand to keep her spread open while he watched his finger go in and out, then added two more.
“More. I...I want your dick in me.”
He pressed a kiss on her abdomen, giving a little shake of his head. “This is me taking care of you. How about I use my mouth to make you feel better?”
Kendrick didn’t give her a chance to respond, his lips and tongue already dying for a taste. Holding the three fingers deep within her, he licked her clit, rolling his tongue over the bundle of nerves in fast little laps. She cried out, her hips jerking up to meet his mouth. Her back bowed. The orgasm sent a flush over her body as she screamed his name. He pumped his fingers and latched onto her clit, loving the pulse and clench of her pussy.
“Holy shit, I think you’ve killed me.”
He removed his fingers, pressing his tongue inside, letting her enjoy every bit of pleasure from the orgasm. Getting to his feet, he planned to wash quickly and get them both out of the shower, but the little vixen sat up and reached for his cock.
“What are you doing?”
She scooted forward, her feet barely touching the tile floor. “Hmm, what did you say earlier? If you have to ask, I guess I’m not doing it right. Um, I have a confession, though,” she whispered.
Kendrick closed his eyes as her fingers closed around his shaft. “What’s that?”
SUTTON STARED AT THE dick in her hand, then up at Kendrick. The man was gorgeous, from his head to his toes and everything in between. Holy lord, even his dick was beautiful. Big, with veins that somehow were perfect. Of course, she’d seen men’s bodies, but none of them compared to his. How he’d fit inside her had to be a miracle in and of itself. Of course, being in the medical profession, she knew all about biology—bodies stretched, but good lord in heaven, her fingertips didn’t quite touch when she gripped him.
“I’ve never actually done this and...and you’re not the average man,” she said, rushing to get the words out.
He reached down, putting his hand over hers. “You’ve never given head before?”
She sucked in a breath, hoping her lack of education didn’t turn him off. “No. Obviously, I wasn’t a virgin—”she swallowed and licked her lips. “As the kids say nowadays, my body count is three, including you. The first...I don’t consider as one, and don’t want to discuss it. The second was nothing to talk about; it only lasted a few months and happened less than a handful of times. So, there you have it.”
He went silent and still. Her heart hammered in her chest like a heart attack could happen any minute.
“I don’t deserve you, but I’m keeping you,” he muttered, tunneling a hand into her hair.
“What?” Her mind spun.
Kendrick gave a little tug, bringing her head back so her eyes met his. “I wouldn’t have given a fuck if you gave head a thousand times. However, knowing I get to teach you makes my dick so fucking hard it’s taking everything in me not to come all over those luscious lips before they get a chance to wrap around me.”
She blinked several times, then realized she was staring at him like a lovesick fool while his poor cock was straining in their combined grip. “Show me,” she said, moving as much as she could with his grip on her head.
He guided her forward. “Open your mouth and lick the crown. Get it nice and wet.”
Sutton followed his instructions, licking the large mushroom-shaped tip like she would an ice cream cone. A small bead of come eased from the slit on top, and without waiting for him, she lapped it up, humming as she did.
“Motherfuck,” he groaned. “Open your mouth and take me inside.”
His voice sounded guttural, making her pussy clench.
With her hand under his, she guided the tip into her mouth, sealing her lips around him.
“Good girl,” he praised.
And just like that, Sutton knew she would love sucking his dick if he told her she was a good girl. Her body shivered, nipples hardened.
Kendrick used her mouth, guiding her with his hand on the back of her head. She swirled her tongue around the underside of his shaft and sucked.
“Flatten your tongue and let me do the work. I’m going to come in your mouth. You good with that?” His eyes held hers.
Sutton pulled back and took a deep breath. “Yes.”
“Breathe through your nose, baby. I love the feel of your mouth. It’s my second favorite place to be next to your pussy.”
His green eyes narrowed as he pulled her forward. She licked her lips and opened wide, flattening her tongue like he’d told her to do. His hips pumped in and out, going deeper each time. She did her best to keep from gagging, holding his gaze and focusing on the pleasure reflecting down at her.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered her.
Her left hand went between her thighs, rubbing her clit as she held his cock and sucked. He set up a brutal thrust in and out. She felt tears run down her cheeks, but her body loved it. Hell, she knew this experience was setting the bar for her future.
“I’m going to come, Sutton. Fuck, look at you. Taking my cock like a good girl. Ah,” he yelled.
His dick hit the back of her throat and stayed. She swallowed the first splash of come. Her body lit up, sending a zing of electricity from her toes to her clit. Kendrick helped her pump their hands, jacking him off while he held his dick inside her mouth until he was empty.
She kept her lips sealed around him, but still, some come leaked out, dropping down her chin onto her chest and thighs. Kendrick’s gaze followed the drops, and when he pulled his softening cock out, he took his finger and rubbed it over her breast.
“I’ve never seen a sexier thing in my life.” With that same finger, he swiped up the bit from her chin, bringing it to her mouth. “Open.”
Sutton didn’t think twice before taking his finger inside and cleaning his come from the digit.
“Fucking perfect. Let’s get cleaned up and go to bed. You’ve had a long ass day.” Kendrick washed her and himself before opening the door. He dried off first, but when he held open a towel for Sutton, she opened her mouth to tell him she could do it herself, but he shook his head.
“I know you can do it, but I want to take care of you tonight. Allow me to do this.”
Tomorrow, she’d set some boundaries. Tonight, she’d take all the comfort and care he offered and bask in his warmth.
“Why do I feel I should say thank you, Daddy?” Her words sent a delicious thrill down her spine. Holy shit, that kink hadn’t been on her bingo card, but damn it turned her on.
“Ah, I like how your body flushed when you uttered that. Don’t deny it turns you on, baby. We can and will explore any and all things that make you hot. Trust me?” His eyes heated as he stared down at her. There was a visible budge in the towel covering his lower half.
“Strangely enough, I feel like I could be myself with you. You could make me want anything, and I could be anything when I’m with you and not...not feel like a dirty little slut,” she admitted.
He gripped her chin. “Oh, you can be my dirty little slut, but at the same time, be my good girl. They’ll be one and the same, Passerotta. You only need to ask me for what you need.”
“What if I don’t know—” she trailed off, unable to form the correct words or feelings to convey her meaning.
He didn’t immediately reply as he held her face without letting her look away. “Again, you only need to trust me to know what you need. If I ask you to climb on my face and ride it until you come, will you do it?”
His words were so graphic she could see herself straddling him and doing as he asked. She nodded.
“And what if we were at a restaurant, in a secluded corner, and I wanted to fuck you with my fingers right there under the table. Would you let me?” His voice came out in a deep rumble, sending shivers of need down her spine.
Again, she nodded as best she could, with him holding her chin.
“Then trust I’ll always put your needs first. They say a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, but that’s absolute bullshit. A way to a man’s heart is through his cock. And baby, you’ve already won my heart.” He closed the distance between their lips, smashing his mouth against hers in a fiery kiss.
When he pulled back, they were both breathing hard. “The next time I fuck your mouth, you’ll swallow me down, and then you’ll ride my face until you’re hoarse from screaming my name,” he promised.
“You say the filthiest things. They shouldn’t make a woman like me, who is supposed to be all liberated, melt like a snowman in the California sun.”
“That’s because you know the pleasure that awaits you beneath me, above me, in front, or whatever way I take you. Come on, it’s time for bed, or you’ll be so fucking tired and sore you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” He lifted her into his arms.