“Huh,” I whisper. “What do you mean?”
“If I don’t make you come first I won’t be able to get in—you’re too tight, baby,” he whispers into my ear as he bites it. On hearing those words my legs open wider by themselves, and he starts to scissor his fingers. Oh dear god. This is too good. Once again he takes my mouth hard, a take no prisoner’s kind of kiss, biting my bottom lip as he pulls away. He bends and picks me up over his shoulder and walks down the hall, bangs open my bedroom door and throws me onto the bed. Oh fuck, this is going to hurt. I just know it. I think I said once before who does he think he is? I can tell you one thing, he puts Dirk Diggler to shame. Shit, and he said I’m tight. Before I can think anymore he crawls over me and settles his hips to cradle between my legs. He gently starts to rub the side of his shaft through my swollen flesh, while holding his weight up on straightened arms as he kisses me passionately again. A gentle hard rub, one that has my body involuntarily lifting off the bed to meet him. Damn, he’s good at this. His hand runs from my jaw down to my breast to my hipbone, then underneath my knee as he brings my leg around his hip. All the while he is kissing me passionately. I don’t have a fucking chance against this god. Slowly he kisses down my throat to my breasts which he immediately brings to attention as he sucks both of my nipples hard between his teeth. My back arches off the bed, a sheen of perspiration now covering both of our bodies. I run my fingers through his hair. He pushes my legs apart until they are touching the bed and he gives me a carnal smile as he disappears down my body. Shit, it’s daylight, surely we can ease into this in the dark for Pete’s sake. But my thoughts are instantly erased as his hot tongue swipes through my flesh. I jump off the bed, the sensation burning through me.
“Sshh, precious girl, I’ve got you. Relax baby, I won’t hurt you.” He reaches his hand up and links his fingers in mine, and our eyes lock. The intimacy of the act once again undoes my emotions and I put my head back onto the mattress to hide my glassy eyes. Fuck, what am I doing? I’m going to get hurt, I just know it. This can only end badly.
His tongue goes to work stroking deep long licks through the length of my sex. I start to quiver. “Sshh baby,” he stops and stills to calm me. “Take your time, relax. Let me enjoy you.” I nod and squeeze his hand, unable to articulate words. This is too much. He squeezes my hand back and then brings his fingers down to part me open to his gaze. I’m holding my breath. Actually, no, I’m not holding it, I can’t breathe, my lungs have no air. I‘m waiting for his reaction, for him to say something.
He closes his eyes and whispers. “Do you know how long I’ve waited to have you like this?” My glassy eyes meet his and I nod. I too have waited long and hard for this.
“Let me come inside you.”
I frown at him. “Josh, I don’t think.”
“I’m clean, I promise. I don’t want anything between us. I want it to be just you and me. I’ve waited for this. I’ve never had sex without a condom on before and I want that with you. Don’t take it away from me,” he whispers. Oh shit. Goose bumps scatter and his words ramp up my libido to fever pitch. As if he can sense my desperation he starts his oral assault again, his tongue taking what it wants from my body, his eyes closed in reverence. I start to whimper as my hips start to sway on their own to the rhythm of his tongue. I’m close. He brings my legs up over his shoulders and he too is losing control. He can sense my oncoming orgasm approaching like a freight train. I’m panting, covered in sweat, as I watch his head move between my legs, feel his strong shoulders under my legs. He closes his eyes and groans into me. That’s it, I can’t hold it any longer and I scream out as I am racked with violent shudders.
“Fuck,” he whispers as he lets me gently come down with gentle laps. I look up into the face of a triumphant male as he whispers, “Again.”