Truth was, she’d rather be a momentary fantasy than a heartbroken reality.
A spike of anger hit her at his insistence on breaking through the boundaries that kept her safe and satisfied enough to keep moving forward.
She pulled his pants low on his hips and tugged his cock out. Finally, she had all the access she needed. He was driving her crazy by denying her what she wanted, but maybe it was time to turn the tables.
Sex for romance? Nope.
But oral for oral? He had no idea what he was getting himself into.
“So now that you’ve gotten your sweet nothings, time for the dirty talk,” she said. “And since you’re in the spirit of an even exchange, you’re going to sit there and take it. Because I have you at my mercy now.”
“Chloe…”
“You asked me the other night what I thought of?” she purred in her best seductress voice while keeping a tight grip on the base of his cock. “I’ve thought of this…” She ran her tongue along the crown, and he hissed. “I thought of how good you taste. How good you feel.” She closed her mouth over the head and sucked hard, then delivered a little kiss to ease the sting. “I’d make myself come just picturing sucking you. I’d think of every detail I could remember, every ridge and inch of you.”
She licked down the entire shaft, then up the other side. His hips subtly flexed, coaxing her for more.
“So good…” he murmured.
“And you want to hear a secret?” She hovered her mouth over where he wanted it most. “I’d suck my own fingers, imagining it was you, while sinking the others inside of me.” She put her free hand between her legs. “Like this.” She took his entire length into her throat while matching the action with her own finger disappearing inside of her.
“Jesus, Chloe.” He moved his hips with her, matching her intake with a thrust upward.
She stole glances at his expression. His head fell back, but his gaze never strayed from her for long. Holding her face, he ran his thumbs along her cheekbones and over her hollowing cheeks as she worked him up and down with her mouth.
“I’ve thought of this so many damn times,” he said. “But my imagination is never as good as the real thing.”
That made her want to preen. The sexy, sinister man could easily break her, consume her, and he was clutching her like he needed a place to fall. She loved this power she had over him, but she wanted more. Always more. It was a need she wasn’t sure would ever pass, so she’d take what she could. It was the basis of what made their casual relationship work.
Just taking what I can, while I can…
She’d repeat it over and over if she had to. There was a time cap, because she couldn’t do weeks of dating and romance with him. But this? She sucked him deeper, pumped the base of his cock. This she could do. Feeling him tense and hum beneath her mouth was what she wanted. To make him feel pleasure like no one else could, and for him to do the same to her.
But still, getting in too deep with him was dangerous, which was why brief interactions were best.
She pumped faster. Sucked hard at the tip, then drew his entire cock into her mouth, in and out, in and out, again and again. A low groan escaped his chest as she licked the big vein that climbed up his shaft.
Her only complaint was his clothes. They were still on.
It was a crime for anything to cover his impressive muscles. All she could see was the hint of his powerful thighs showing. His naked body put Adonis to shame, and she couldn’t even get more than a glimpse. That needed to change.
She removed her hand from between her legs and went to lift his shirt. But he caught her wrist and brought that finger to his mouth and sucked it.
“Mmm, fuck, I could eat you forever.” He licked her finger clean and delivered a little bite. She grazed her teeth along his flesh as his balls drew up. “I’m there, I’m going to come.”
She bore down, sucking faster and faster. With a tight grip on her wrist, he bit down on the fleshy part of her thumb as his release hit the back of her throat.
She swallowed him down and continued sucking until he shuddered and collapsed backward, saved only by her grabbing his shirt and holding him in place. When she let him go, he slowly sat up and planted kisses along her knuckles and fingertips.
“You can’t make this easy, can you?” He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.
She clung to his open pants resting low on his hips, and she looked up into those intense eyes. “I want you to stay. I want to feel you inside me. Want you to take me hard and slow, then rough and fast. Stay tonight and I promise I’ll be extremely easy.”
He kissed her lips lightly and whispered, “Have dinner with me. One date. And I’ll be easy right back.”