“You want my mouth?”
She nodded.
“Say the words, Kiersten.”
“Yes, Grayson,” she rasped.
Without waiting a second longer, I lowered my head between her legs and ran my tongue slightly across her center, teasing her, tormenting her as she squirmed beneath me. Damn, everything about her had me burning for more. I never dreamed I could want anyone like I wanted her.
Kiersten gasped and her back arched off the bed as I pressed the flat of my tongue against her clit. I loved seeing her come apart, knowing that I was in complete control as I watched her body respond to my touch. I wanted to make her come undone, to hear all of her little gasps and whimpers again and again as I pushed her to the edge of her release.
“G-Grayson,” she stammered and threaded her fingers into my hair, guiding me as her knees widened. With the sounds of her moans echoing through the room, I eased my fingers deep inside her and searched for the spot that would drive her wild. When I found it, I covered her with my mouth, teasing her until her body started to tremble beneath me. Kiersten’s hands dropped to her sides and clutched at the sheets, tugging them tightly as her orgasm surged through her body like a bolt of lightning. Gasping for air, I could hear her mumble, “Yes, God, yes.”
She was still lost in the haze of her release when I stood up and removed my jeans and boxers. I quickly pulled on a condom, then lowered my body on top of hers. Eager for more, she spread her thighs and wrapped both legs around my waist, pulling me close and grinding her hips against mine. I raked my throbbing erection against her, and as soon as I felt the warmth of her center, I whispered, “Are you ready for me, beautiful?”
“Yes,” was the only word she could muster.
I knew right then that I’d never get tired of hearing that breathy, desirous tone in her voice. She pressed her lips to mine in a possessive, demanding kiss, and using her legs to pull me forward, I felt her tremble beneath me as I slid deep inside her, giving her every aching inch of my cock. Fuck, she was so tight, so warm and wet, engulfing me in pure splendor. After pausing for several breaths, I started moving, slowly rocking against her.
I watched as Kiersten writhed beneath me, her neck and chest flushed pink with desire, and her eyes clenched shut while lost in all the sensations. The mere sight of her called to me, making me want to claim her, and as much as that thought rattled me, nothing was going to stop me.
I lowered my mouth to hers, kissing her deep and rough before I started to increase my pace. I thrust against her, hard and demanding, and she moaned with pleasure when I hit the spot that drove her wild. With the same fever-pitched rhythm, our hips rolled and slammed into each other. Kiersten didn’t hold back, but instead met my every move, letting me know without words exactly what she wanted. Her nails dug into my lower back as she lifted her hips, trying to force me deeper, and when she started to tighten around me, there was no question that she was getting close. I could feel the pressure building, forcing a growl from my chest, and began pounding harder as her head reared back, and she cried, “Don’t stop!”
I couldn’t wait to see her orgasm take hold once again, to hear those little sounds she made over and over. “That’s right, baby girl. Come for me.”
Unable to stop the inevitable torment of her impending climax, the muscles in her body grew taut as her thighs clamped around my hips. She held her breath for several moments until her body began to quiver, and a rush of air escaped from her lungs.
I could feel my release quickly approaching and tried to resist it, hoping to prolong the moment, but it was a losing battle. The sound of my skin pounding against hers echoed throughout the room as I drove into her a few more times, and with one last deep-seated thrust, I buried my cock inside her, and my orgasm finally took hold.
After several deep breaths, I lowered myself down on her chest. I rested there for a brief moment, then rolled onto my back, slid off the condom, and tossed it in the wastebasket next to her night table. When I pulled her over to me, she placed her head on my shoulder, the palm of her hand on my chest, and a satisfied smile on her face. “You are really something.”
“Right back at ya, babe.”
“I’m really glad you came here tonight.”
“Me, too.”
She eased up on her elbow and studied me as her teeth toyed with her bottom lip. “You got something on your mind?”