“Casey made me do it,” I murmured. “I wouldn’t let them go any lower with the vajazzle ‘cause, to be honest, the thought of one of those sparkles disappearing into my nether regions isn’t sexy at all, it’s downright awkward. Imagine my next visit to my gyno: ‘Oh, Andi, you wore glitter, for me?’.” I was rambling as Decker’s eyes returned to mine.
“I’ll be sure to do a thorough inspection to make sure you don’t lose any bling in your ding-ding,” he winked wickedly. “Remind me to kiss Casey next time I see him.”
“You like it?” I wondered out loud.
“Country, I hope you’re not hungry, ‘cause there isn’t a chance in hell I’m letting you get back to that kitchen ‘til I’ve had my fill.” His gaze dropped to my newly muffscaped territory. In the spirit of love and all, it had been sculpted into a cute love heart. Decker moved forward and inhaled deeply. Oh wow, that was hot. “You smell good, like Andi, but more.” Then he took the lips of my nether region, parted them and licked me. I whimpered, loudly, and my knees immediately grew weak. Thankfully, Decker’s big hands gripped my waist and held me upright. My head fell back against the wall as Decker’s skillful tongue milked another long groan from my mouth. As the wet heat from his mouth stroked me toward an orgasm, my hands had grown bold and were now teasing my nipples into hard peaks. When I glanced down, Decker’s cheeks were hollowed as he drew my clit into his mouth, his eyes on my hands at my breasts. As my breathing grew rapid and my body began to shake, Decker’s gaze moved to mine. I held that intimate stare as he drove me into a powerful orgasm. With my legs somewhere between jelly and noodles, Decker picked me up and carried me to the bed. There was no hasty throw down this time. Oh no, gentle Decker had come out to play as he tenderly placed me down. He now drew my boots off, then he shoved his shorts down with much less finesse and climbed over me. His lips stopped to kiss my hip, the tender spot right above my new heart, followed by my belly button, both nipples, my neck, and finally, he kissed my lips, his tongue spearing deep. While Decker continued to make love to my mouth, I heard the crinkling of a wrapper. When he pulled away to roll on the condom, I wondered where in the hell it had appeared from. When he laid back over my body, he winked.
“I’ve got them placed strategically all over the place. You never know when the mood might strike.”
“Good thinking,” I panted as his firm rigid length rubbed against my * until it slipped down to my entrance and was thrust forward in one, long, hard stroke. His mouth left mine for a moment, his forehead resting against mine as he drew back in a leisurely pace, then re-entered me with a long, sure, deliberate stroke that forced a breath of air from my lips. He kept the torturously languid pace until I was squirming beneath him, my feet hooked over his thighs in an attempt to force him closer, harder, faster. With one last kiss, Decker drew back, unhooked my legs and positioned them against his chest. Pressing a kiss to my calf, he took my waist in his hands and began thrusting into me with fast demanding thrusts. My hands immediately sought out the iron headboard as I was quite literally fucked across the mattress. I was throbbing with the build of another orgasm. My breathing was coming fast, my heart pounding. The sight of Decker taking me with such intense force was going to throw me over that ledge.
“Fuck, Country, you feel so damn good,” he murmured. “You look fucking perfect under me.” That’s all it took, a few sweet yet dirty words, and I was screaming his name again. When my eyes finally cleared, Decker was grinning, still moving fast. Letting my legs go he leaned forward, buried his face in my neck and spilled himself with a lot of cursing and shouting. Once we had both caught our breath, he pushed himself up on his arms, taking his heavy weight off my body.
“You were supposed to be the loud one this time,” I grumbled.
Decker kissed my nose. “Don’t worry, I’m sure they heard the bed slamming against the wall just fine.” My hands covered my eyes with mortification. “Come on, let’s eat so we can do that again.” Decker stood and made his way to the bathroom, washing up, walking naked around my apartment without an ounce of shame. I was still lying in bed, feeling far too spent to bother moving.
“Are you going to put clothes on?” I asked, my eyes lingering on his gorgeous cock. “Do you have any idea how unsanitary it is to eat like that?”
Decker turned back to face me as he took a bottle of water from the fridge. “What’s wrong, Country? Does my nudity bother you?”
I rolled my eyes. “It’s just…” I waved a hand at him. “It’s distracting,” I groaned, blushing.
Decker grinned as he approached me, not even attempting to cover himself. “Distracting?”
“It’s just swinging around in the air, demanding my attention. Distracting!” I knew he was up to something from the wicked look in his eyes.