5. Liam
LIAM
The sight before me is one that will stay in my mind for a very, very long time.
Never did I think that going to the ballet tonight would end like this. I had no idea, or expectation, that it would end with the dancer that made me like ballet, at least while she was dancing, on her knees in front of me with my cock in her mouth.
It wasn’t a thought, but now it’s the only thing I can think about and I’m not mad at it.
Chloe takes me out of her mouth, only to lick my length from base to tip all the while a sexy smirk plays on her face.
I can have this girl on her knees in front of me every single day for the rest of my life and not get tired of it.
This might be my only night with her, though, even if a part of me doesn’t want it to be, so we might as well make the most of it.
My cock slides through her lips again and for a minute or two, I lose myself in the way her mouth feels.
It’s so hot and the way she is working me, is absolute perfection. It’s as if we have done this before and she knows exactly how I like it.
One of her fingernails drags along my balls as she takes me deeper in her mouth and when she gives me a hardy squeeze, I about lose it.
A loud groan leaves my mouth and when a little giggle leaves Chloe’s lips, I swear I see stars.
“Such a perfect mouth. Look at you being such a good girl for me.”
She licks my cock one more time before sliding me back into her mouth.
If this is how good her mouth feels, her pussy is going to feel ten times better.
Not wanting to waste a second, I pull away from her, letting my cock fall from her lips, having other things in mind.
Chloe looks up at me with wide eyes, wondering why there was such a sudden change in direction.
The look doesn’t stay long because as soon as I bend down and pick her up, she automatically knows what I’m doing.
She wraps her long legs around my waist as soon as she gets the chance. If my cock wasn’t hard already from her mouth, it would be now. In this position, I’m able to feel the heat that is radiating from her pussy. She’s all ready for me.
“I’m going to need a bed for what I have planned.” I say into her neck, my hands digging into her ass.
How I wish I could rip this dress apart right now and have her naked in my arms. But I will save her dress from destruction and take my time with this woman.
“Down the hall to the left.” Chloe directs me and I quickly follow orders.
The second that I step through the threshold of her bed room, I don’t think twice about tossing her onto the bed as soon as I’m able to.
Her sweet laughs fills the space around us, driving me even crazier for her and what’s to come.
“You okay there, Mr. Crawford? You look a little hungry.” Chloe teases, and the only thing that I can do is watch her.
As she says the words, she leans back on the mattress and opens her legs ever so slightly, letting her dress rise up, and giving me a few of her barley covered pussy.
Fuck, this woman is so damn sexy.
So damn sexy, that I fall to my knees before her, just to have a taste of her.
“Very hungry,” I say, grabbing her legs and dragging her to the edge of the bed. Her pussy in a perfect location for my mouth. “I think it’s time I have my dessert.”
Chloe starts to say something, but whatever words are about to come out of her mouth disappear the second my mouth makes contact with her panty covered core.
I slide my tongue along the fabric that barely covers anything, causing Chloe to not only let out a moan but to also squirm under me.
Continuing the motions of licking her, I slide one hand under her dress and take one of her breasts in my hand.
Her tits are a little less than a handful but I already know that they will be perfect for me.
“Liam, I need more. Please.” Chloe pants out, squirming and grinding against my face to get more friction.
Wanting to give her what she wants, I use my free hand and start tearing off her panties.
Could I have slid them off? Yes, but where’s the fun in that? Besides the way that Chloe gasps makes my cock twitch.
“Whatever you need. Whatever you fucking need.” I say against her fold.
A groan fills the room the second I take her clit in my mouth and start to suck on her.
Chloe is a mixture of vanilla and something else that makes my mouth water. Like the rest of her, I’m going to be thinking about it every time I jerk off for the next few months.
Thoughts like that are dangerous, and I have no idea where the hell they are coming from.
For right now, I’ll keep them there and continue to lose myself in this beautiful woman.
I tweak one of Chloe’s nipples and slide my hand down her body until I have two fingers teasing her entrance.
My name is on her lips and when I slide my fingers in her, she lets out the most delicious sound. So delicious that I want to embed it in my mind.
“You take my fingers so well. Makes me wonder how you will take my cock,” I say against her, feeling her tighten around my fingers.
“Maybe you should find out,” she pants out, moving her hips, looking for the climax that is trying to escape.
“Don’t worry, baby. I will, I just need you to do something for me.” I give her one long lick, before meeting her gaze.
“And what is that?” she asks, her eyes so beautifully hooded.
“You’re going to come on my tongue like the good girl I know you are and as a reward, I will fuck you will my cock in ways that will have you feeling me for a whole damn week.”
She bites down on her bottom lip, trying to suppress either a smile or a moan. “I like the sound of that.”
I throw a wink in her direction, ignoring my cock as it throbs and continues to beg for attention. “Good. Now, come. Beg for it and I will reward you even more.”
“Yes,” is all Chloe is able to get out before I intensify my movements.
My fingers slide in and out of her, all the while her clit never leaves my mouth.
One of her hands lands in my hair, and she pulls at the strand as tight as she can. It’s moments like this one that I’m fucking glad that I keep my hair this long.
Her pussy continues to tighten around my fingers and holding them as if they were in a vice.
“Liam, please. I need to come. I’m right there. Please.”
“You want it, sweetheart?” I nip at her inner thigh, my fingers not relenting.
“Yes. Please,” she pants out, her back arching in the process.
“I like hearing you beg.”
My lips stay on her, as I bite down in her clit and stoke her inner wall. All it takes in one swipe at her g-spot and Chloe is unraveling, screaming, and begging for more.
“Oh my god. Yes!”
She explodes on my tongue and even though she tries to push me off, my tongue stays on her even as her body starts to calm down. I lick up every single drop of her release and as soon as I’m done, I want more.
I give her pussy one last kiss before standing up to full height and ridding myself of my clothes.
Chloe’s eyes stay on me the whole time, watching my every move as her breathing continues to settle.
As she watches me, studies my body, one of her hands moves to her pussy and starts rubbing at her clit as if it wasn’t in my mouth just a minute ago.
Each one of her movements tells me that she is ready for more.
Watching her touch herself and looking at me with lust filled eyes, has me reaching for my cock as soon as my boxer briefs are discarded.
Being the little vixen that she is, Chloe sits up and reaches for me, getting close enough to run her tongue along my length.
The image of my cock in her mouth and swallowing me whole is still in my mind from earlier, but I’m on the brink of a fucking explosion. I need a hell of a lot more than her mouth.
I slide my hand into her hair and pull her mouth away from me as gently as possible, tilting her head enough to look up at me.
“As much as I like watching you suck me off, I have other plans.”
I reach for her, grabbing the fabric that is pooling at her thighs and pulling it over her head until she is sitting in front of me in nothing but torn panties.
She is sexy as fuck, more so with the smile she gives me.
I can’t help but to reach out and slide the back of my finger along her face.
Just like she did while she was on stage, she has captured my attention and I don’t want to let it drift away.
My finger makes its way under her chin and I bring her mouth to mine and give her a kiss.
All of our kisses tonight have been hungry and desperate, but this one is slow and sensual. This kiss is filled with a lot more emotion that a kiss between strangers is supposed to have.
That isn’t normal.
I should push it away.
I should keep all emotions out of this, especially if I don’t see her after tonight.
But I can’t.
Chloe is bringing everything out of me tonight, and whatever it is that I’m feeling when it comes to her, I want to feel it as much as I can. It’s like a never ending high and she’s only been in my life for a handful of hours.
I end the kiss with one last swipe at her tongue. When I pull away, she gives me a smile that messes up my mind even more.
Ignoring whatever thoughts are happening in my mind right now, I do what I promised this girl I would do. Reward her.
“Get on all fours.” I order.
With a lick of her lips, Chloe does what she is told and when she’s in position, I can’t help but to let out a groan.
This woman may be a dancer but she has curves all in all the right places.
Her ass is facing me and it won’t take a whole lot to lean down and to take a bite of her. To mark her.
But I ignore the urge, instead I rip the remainder of her panties off her and caress the exposed skin.
“You look so damn sexy.” I say, giving in and placing a kiss on her lower back.
“I’m thinking the same thing about you. Tattoos everywhere,” she tells me, looking over her shoulder and giving me a smirk.
I give her one back.
If I don’t get inside of her soon, I’m going to embarrass myself and come all over her back.
Grabbing a condom from my wallet, I slide it on and within a few seconds, I’m sliding into Chloe's pussy, groaning at her tightness.
“Holy fuck,” she lets out, her upper body falling onto the mattress.
“You feel so damn good. I don’t know if I will be able to get enough of you.” I say, my head going back and my eyes closing at the feeling of her as I move in and out of her.
She lets out a moan and hearing it is music to my fucking ears.
I fuck her slowly at first, letting her get used to my size but soon enough, she is begging me for more, to give her everything that I have.
So I do just that.
I give her every little thing that I have.
The sounds of our bodies slapping together, mixed with our moans and panting, on top of all the sexual tension that has been swimming between us all night is enough to bring me close to the edge.
I almost came in her mouth earlier, and now sliding into her like this is becoming tortuous. I don’t know how much more I can handle.
“Are you close, sweetheart? I don’t know how much more I can handle.” I try to think of anything that will stop the inevitable but the only thing that I can picture is Chloe touching her pussy for me.
“I’m right there,” Chloe pants out, her head going back.
I grab her hair and pull her back until she is on her knees and her back is pressed against my front.
I press my face to her neck and pepper her skin with kisses just as I release her hair and slide my hand down to her pussy.
A moan sounds in my ear.
“You like that, don’t you? You like having my cock sliding into you all the while I rub your clit,” I say into her ear.
“Yes,” she lets out, almost in a desperate cry.
I feel her tighten around me, telling me that she’s close.
“Come on my cock, sweetheart. Come all over my cock and milk me dry. I know you want to. Take it. Take everything that you need. I’m yours all damn night.”
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Chloe yells out, her body starting to shake.
Her pussy tightens around my cock and that is the last thing I’m able to handle before my own release shooting out.
I grunt into Chloe’s neck, tightening my hold on her.
“Fuck.” I say against her skin, not wanting to move from this position
“Fuck is right. Holy shit.” The woman in arm pants out.
From the way she sounds, I’m going to take a wild guess that what we just did took a lot out of her. I know it took a lot out of me.
“If you want to do that again, I’m going to need a break,” she lets, relaxing into my arms.
“We can take as long of a break as you want.”
And for the rest of the night, that’s what we do until sleep finally takes over.
Sleep that is filled with dreams of Chloe and everything she made me feel tonight.
Dreams that a part of me, a small part at that, wishes there was a possibility to come true.
Dreams that may mean that I’ve taken one or two many hits to the head.