He raised his eyes until they are locked on mine as he stuck his tongue out and licked my clit and then sucked the piercing into his mouth.
“Oh, God,” I said as my entire body shook with want and need and lust and everything that had been pent up for months.
Lucas licked and sucked with his mouth, and then slid one of his hands up the inside of my thigh before plunging one, and then two fingers inside me, working them in tandem with his mouth.
“Don’t stop,” I said, pushing my hips toward his mouth and pulling on his hair so hard I swore I yanked some of it out. He didn’t seem to notice or care.
He crooked his fingers against my inner walls and that in conjunction with his mouth sucking on my clit brought me to the most forceful (and quick) orgasm I’d had in . . . God, who cares?
I cried out and I heard him laughing as he slowed his movements, bringing me back down from the edge of the cliff. He removed his finger and gave my piercing one last little kiss before climbing up my body and grinning at me as if he deserved a gold star.
“You taste even better than I thought.” Well, good thing. I’d been a little worried about that since it was the reason Royce never would go down on me.
“Good job,” I said, still panting as I patted him on the shoulder. I was still recovering when he kissed me, sticking his tongue in my mouth so I could taste myself. That was something that always turned me on with my first boyfriend, but Royce said it was disgusting. Clearly, Lucas didn’t think so.
Now that he’d taken care of me, it was my turn, so my hands inched their way down to undo his belt, and then unzip his pants.
I shoved my hands down the back of his pants and grabbed his ass. Perfect. It was perfect. He slid out of his pants and paused for the first time. Something crossed his face that wasn’t exactly reluctance, but it was something. Something that didn’t match what was currently happening.
“Are you sure?” I gave him an “are you fucking serious?” face and then reached out and took him into my hand, stroking once and then gripping him at the base where his dick met his body. I tightened my grip.
“I swear to God, if you don’t fuck me the rest of the way, I’m going to twist.” His eyes flew wide and his mouth dropped open.
“I’m serious,” I said, twitching my wrist just a little bit. He was still hard as a rock, which made me want to laugh.
Then he smiled and reached over me to a drawer in his nightstand. I kept my hand on his dick as it pulsed in my hand and I moved my hand up and down as I heard him groan a bit. Ha. I am the master of hand jobs. My hands are just that fantastic when a penis is placed in one of them. I could teach a damn class on this. Probably because my blow job skills left a little to be desired. I couldn’t help it if I had a gag reflex.
“Good thing we came to my place,” he said, holding up the familiar square packet.
“Safety first,” I said, squeezing his balls a little as he tried to rip the thing open.
“If you slip between her thighs, condomize,” he said and I moved my hand so he could roll the condom on. I was so distracted watching him do it that I almost missed what he said.
“Come again?”
He looked up and grinned at me and I swear I wanted to fuck that smile. Yes, I know that’s not possible. I mean, he did fuck me with his mouth, but this was something different.
“I’m sincerely hoping you will. It’s my mission,” he said, positioning himself over me as I adjusted my hips and he hovered at my entrance. I was wet, I was ready and he was teasing me. He held his dick in one hand and moved it up and down my entrance.
“Do you want me inside you?” He spoke the words against my lips and I tried to kiss him, but he pulled back.
“Yes,” I said. Had I not made that clear by the penis grabbing incident earlier? Did he want an invitation? I Cordially Invite You To Enter My Vagina.
“Tell me you want me inside you,” he said, stroking me with his dick again. This was cruel. I should sue him. I knew a lot of good lawyers.
“I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me, right now.” I grabbed his head and pulled his mouth toward mine and he plunged his tongue into my mouth, but didn’t plunge where I wanted him most.
Oh screw me with a rusty spoon.
“All you had to do was ask,” he said with a dark smile as he slowly slid inside of me and I expanded to accommodate him.
“Christ,” he said, going all the way in as I lifted up to meet him. “You feel amazing.”
So did he. His mouth reunited with mine as he pulled nearly all the way out and thrust in again, harder this time. I hooked my ankles around him so he could get deeper and he did.
His tongue matched the rhythm of his thrusts and it was like he was fucking me in two places and it was the hottest thing I’d ever done. I moaned and met him stroke for stroke, and it was like our bodies were singing the exact same song and I could feel a second orgasm building as he slipped one hand down to work at my clit.
This guy deserved gold stars. Lots of them. Stars and . . .