Chapter 26 #2
“Leon,” I cry out when he curls his fingers inside me, hitting something deep that makes me mewl like a cat in heat. My legs feel shaky and weak, as a rush of pure wet heat floods my core, the need to come uncontrollable.
“Come now, Erika,” he demands.
Leon sucks my clit, hard, the scruff of his beard heightening the sensations, and I clench, trying to hold on to this feeling before I let it all go because I can’t take anymore.
A mind-blowing orgasm hits me with an intense force.
I rasp a deep moan. He does too, as I thrust my pussy into his mouth and hold his head between my thighs in a viselike grip.
My inner walls clench around his fingers.
I call out his name repeatedly in my euphoric moment.
Removing his mouth from my pussy, he flicks his tongue out, licking my excitement off his lips.
His eyes grow heavy with desire as he slides his fingers out of me, extracting every last bit of pleasure, his gaze locked on mine.
I moan from the loss and jerk when he coats my over-sensitized clit with my own excitement.
No one has ever done that before, and now my previous sex life feels so beige by comparison.
Sitting back on his haunches, Leon pulls his shirt up over his head, throwing it to the side. It’s impossible to tear my eyes from his gloriously tanned, sculpted muscles, which I’ve seen hundreds of times before. Only this time, I’m seeing him in a whole new light.
He’s mine, and I have permission to touch every ridge and valley of his six-pack, which I’ve only ever been able to dream about. A wall of solid brawn.
Completely boneless after the life-changing orgasm he just gave me, all I can do is watch on and enjoy the way he removes his belt, then his pants, and lastly his boxers, taking his socks with them.
Leon strokes his thick, hard cock, and I salivate at the thought of sucking his perfectly long dick. I can almost feel the coolness of the silver jewelry on my tongue.
“See how hard you make me, baby?”
I sit up, at the same time he falls back onto his knees, his cock now eye-level, and I lick my lips when he runs his thumb over his crown that’s leaking precum. “I’ve dreamed about this moment for way too long.” I look up at him through my lashes and wrap my hand around his cock.
He sucks in a breath, and together, we jerk our hands up and down his shaft slowly, making more precum bead at the tip.
“I’ve imagined what those piercings feel like,” I confess, speeding up our movements, and he grunts in approval as I share my erotic thoughts.
Moving my mouth closer to his cock, I stick my tongue out, my mind racing as I prepare to fulfill all my fantasies.
“Suck my cock,” he growls, making my body scream with desire. “Do it.” His voice drips with sex and sin, and I’m so desperate to taste him, I’m drooling. “Then I’ll let you feel what you’ve been dreaming about, baby.”
I do as I’m told, desperate to please him.
However, I’m worried that I might not be enough for him.
He’s had multiple partners, maybe even hundreds, although I can’t think about that right now.
Meanwhile, I’ve only ever slept with a few men, and I don’t think I’ve ever been that good at giving blowjobs.
Or maybe I just haven’t been that excited to do it, unlike I am now.
I’m excited and want to give Leon the best head he’s ever had, so he craves only me.
“Go slow.” He tells me what he likes. “My piercings make everything feel super sensitive. Just be gentle. At first.”
I open my mouth wide and wrap my mouth around the head of his cock, testing how his Prince Albert feels on my tongue. It makes a small clattering noise when it taps my teeth, which I love, and makes me want to do this to him every day. I’m so done for and I’m already addicted.
When I pull him into my mouth, his jaw drops, drawing a low groan from his chest that fills his home. “Fuck, that’s nice, baby. Keep doing that.”
Allowing me to take over and be fully in control of his pleasure, he releases his cock.
I really start to bob my head, sucking and licking his thick, velvety shaft, using both my hand and my mouth as a wet channel for him to fuck.
Greedily, but oh so carefully, I pull him fully into the back of my throat, swirling my tongue around his piercings as he bottoms out. “Holy fucking shit.” His cock thickens in my mouth, my lips stretching around him.
Leon grabs the sides of my face and fucks my mouth a little more rigorously than before. I gag when he goes too deep, but I don’t stop sucking him and moaning like the brazen hussy I am, enjoying every hotter-than-hell minute.
Digging my nails into his ass, I encourage him to go deeper, but he pulls out and holds his cock at the base. He grins down at me wickedly, tapping the pierced head on my lips where he coats them with precum that’s pearling at the tip.
His eyes are full of desire as I lap up his saltiness.
Then I lick his length from base to tip with the rigid tip of my tongue, flicking it against the thick vein of his dick, paying special attention to the elasticated band at the top.
I drag all the way down to where he’s pierced just above his balls and suck with a small amount of pressure.
“Fuck, I’m so hard for you.” His head arches back with a deep groan. “I’m going to come if you keep doing that.” He pants. “I need to be inside you.”
I release his piercing, then swirl my tongue around his head one last time, his grip remaining tight on my jaw.
When he looks down at me, the air thickens with tension, and I know what’s coming next.
He jerks his chin upward and tells me, “Lie back, baby.”
I do as I’m told, lying back and spreading my legs wide to welcome him as he moves on top of me.
His eyes drink me in, like he’s captivated by every curve and line of my body. Exhaling slowly, as if committing this moment to memory, his chest rises and falls. “Look at you, all perfect and spread out just for me.”
“Fuck me,” I beg, unable to stop myself.
“I’m not fucking you.”
My brows dip in confusion, and my heart stutters for a moment too long.
Noticing my bewilderment, he explains, “For the first time in my life, I’m going to make love to the woman I’m in love with. Nice and slow. Although I’m not sure I’ll be able to hold back.”
“Then don’t. Please give it to me hard, Leon. Forget slow.”
He slides forward without hesitation, gliding his thick cock between my swollen folds. I cup his face, brushing my thumb against his fuzzy beard, staring deep into his green gems I know every shade and detail of.
He teases the head of his cock around my wet entrance, and I buck my hips in response, letting him know I’m ready.
“I’m on birth control, and I’m clean.”
“Shit,” he hisses. “I was too lost in the moment to even ask,” he says, and I chuckle at how boyish he can be sometimes. It’s the guy I fell in love with.
Breaking eye contact, he bows his head, unmoving, hesitating, then releases a sound that makes him seem as if he’s in pain.
“Talk to me, Leon,” I urge, gently placing my finger under his chin and lifting it so we are face to face.
His frown lines deepen as he admits, “I might come the minute I’m inside you, Erika.”
I press my finger to his lips to quiet him and tilt my hips, grabbing his ass, guiding the tip of his cock inside of me. “Stop worrying. Just feel.”
His eyes stay on me as he pushes in slightly, then slowly pulls out.
Moving again, he pushes further and holds there, gazing at me as if he can’t believe we’re crossing into this forbidden territory that feels so right.
He moves back and forth, still taking his time.
Throughout, his thumb brushes gently across my temple while his eyes remain fixed on mine, my jaw slack, as the pleasure shoots through me, awakening all my senses.
“Okay?” he asks softly.
“Yeah,” I reply breathlessly, nodding with a reassuring smile; the significance of what we’re doing isn’t lost on me because this isn’t just anyone. This is him; my best friend. My soulmate.
We stare deeply into each other’s eyes as he pushes himself into my body inch by slow inch, his pupils dilate, his irises three shades darker as the intensity increases.
This time, I count his piercings as he enters me, one… two...
He leans back slightly, the dim lighting from the fire highlighting the dips and defined curves of his muscles as he tenses and flexes. He’s so gorgeous.
An Adonis.
“Give it to me, Leon. Stop holding back.” I’m done waiting.
These are obviously the words he’s been eager to hear as he slams into me, giving me what I asked for.
Three.
“Leon.” My back arches off the floor, pushing him further into me, and a needy plea leaves my lips. “Fuck me.”
Everything he does sends sparks of pleasure deep into my core. It’s as if our honesty was what we needed to ignite the flames that have been flickering between us.
Fully inside of me, he holds himself still, allowing me to adjust to his thick length. There’s a tiny stinging sensation at first, but when he starts to move, the pain turns to pleasure, and I melt into him, our bodies becoming one as I touch, lick, kiss any part of him I can reach.
His piercings drag inside me, and I gasp at how good they feel: one grazing my G-spot, while the other does something that makes me howl like a wolf on a full moon. And the one that’s pierced just above his balls slaps off my pussy, making everything feel ten times more sensitive.
I moan as he thrusts his hips into mine, my inner walls tightening around his cock. “You’re so big.” I swear he’s trying to bruise my cervix.
“Fuck, I’m going to come too soon if your tight pussy keeps doing that,” he mutters, squeezing his eyes shut as a deep groan leaves the back of his throat.
“You feel so fucking good.” His voice takes on a low, delicious tone that makes my pussy clench again as his mouth finds my ear. “Are you my good girl?”