As he pulses in my hand, I realize he’s speaking the truth, which is the deciding factor in my next move.
Releasing his erection, I turn on my side and, sitting up, I maneuver my legs to each side of him, bringing us chest to chest. I start a slow caress up his arms to his shoulders and neck. He shudders against me as I make the most of touching the amazing body that I’ve watched all night, from his well-defined muscles up to his strong jaw.
I feel his eyes on me, but I continue my journey of discovery, wanting to really feel this beautiful man on his knees in front of me. I know his family is of American and Spanish descent, which shows up more in Ruben than that of his brothers. His thick, dark hair feels like silk as I run my fingers through the slightly over long strands at the nape of his neck before moving further up to trace the curve of his ears. He shudders against me, placing his hands on my hips, pulling my heat against his stomach. His hands flex against me when I smooth over his high cheekbones with my thumbs.
He has me so transfixed on him that I can’t think of doing anything else other than what I’m already doing. I rub my thumb along his parted lips, dropping my face in the crook of his neck and inhaling his scent, which causes my breath to catch in the back of my throat. He always smells delicious. My tongue slips out from between my lips, and I lick up his neck—tasting him—nibbling on his ear lobe as a growl slips between his lips.
“Rosie,” he whispers, sealing his lips over mine in an open mouth kiss, which shows me what a different part of his anatomy wants to be doing. The kiss goes all the way to my toes as he wraps me up in his arms, mine going around his neck.
I return his passion—filled kiss with everything I have inside me. I’m going up in flames in his arms as I grind against his swollen erection. He’s long, thick and heavy against my crotch and stomach. I want to taste him—feel him inside me—I want him to only ever remember me.
Breaking from his kiss, I reach up and place my hands on his chest to keep him at bay. “I want to taste you.”
I take a deep breath, inhaling slowly before exhaling. Trying to work up the courage to ask for what I want for a change, instead of always being told. “I want you naked, sitting on this sofa.” I’ve said it!
He looks momentarily stunned before he shoots to his feet and strips in record time. Before I know it, he’s standing in front of me naked as the day he was born with a rather proud erection pointing toward me. There are beads of moisture on the tip, with more appearing the longer I watch him. His swollen erection twitches.
Moving slightly away, I quickly remove my clothes. My effort is rewarded when I see the fire in his eyes—alight with passion—for me.
Looking back and admiring his body, I say, “You’re beautiful,” before I can sensor myself, but Ruben just throws his head back laughing.
I know a way to shut him up, and leaning forward I lick the moisture up, swirling my tongue around and around the bulbous head of his penis. And as I thought—the room plunges into silence, until I lick along the length of him to his balls—he groans, sliding his fingers through my hair. With one finger, I start to trace the tattoo he has going on around the base of his shaft. A Celtic knot.
“You’re the one who is beautiful, Rosie.” His breath catches when I take him further into my mouth. “You feel amazing. I’ve dreamed about having your mouth wrapped around me again. Actually having you play out my dream is going to have me coming too damn soon.” He caresses my face while I wrap my tongue around him, sucking him deeper.
“Fuck…Stop! Oh, Christ. I’m going to come. You gotta stop,” Ruben begs managing to withdraw completely from my mouth.
“I need to sit down before I hit the floor.” He chuckles as he drops onto the sofa, which is the perfect position.
I crawl between his legs and start kissing up his thighs, with a lick to his balls followed by a tongue massage tracing around his tattoo, which I think is sexy as hell. The tip of his penis is wet with his excitement, which I spread around with my finger causing a hitch to his breathing.
“You’re really good at that.”
“Hmm. Am I now…What about this?” I don’t give him time to think and suck him straight into my wet mouth with a strong suction. His hips arch up from the sofa, and his fists clench on either side of him.
My arousal is so strong that I’m not sure I’m going to be able to see this through without climbing on top of him. My core aches to be filled with his length. I want him with a desperation that I’ve only ever felt with him. No one else has ever come close to arousing me the way Ruben does.
The groans that he’s making sets my body alight. It’s clear that he’s enjoying my mouth on him—his breathing is heavy—his thighs are quivering. I move my hand and start to massage his heavy sack while I continue using my mouth and tongue on him.