“Don’t touch me with anything but your mouth. Keep your hands behind your back or I’ll tie them there.”
Cream flowed from her sex, her nether lips slick with the evidence being at his mercy drew from her core. She’d never been mastered before. Never allowed it. She was a take charge, go after what she wanted kind of girl but for the first time in her life she handed control to someone else and reveled in it. His pleasure pulled hers, pushed it to the limit until she stood on the edge of ecstasy.
Her jaw hurt but the pain wasn’t unpleasant. It had a sting that zipped along her veins, zapped at her senses. Blood rushed in her ears and her vision blurred. Relaxing in his hold, she concentrated on the suck of her mouth and the swirl of her tongue. He pumped in and out of her mouth, pounding into it like he had her pussy. Unrelenting, he drove himself as far as he could. With each lunge the mushroom head of his cock hit the back of her throat. The length of him jerked and pulsed against her lips and tongue.
His strokes grew erratic, and the tug on her hair told her he was approaching orgasm. A firm shove forward and his balls slammed into her chin as the cock in her mouth throbbed and exploded in a torrent of cum. Large spurts coated her throat and tongue and she swallowed in an effort to keep it from spilling out.
“Suck harder.” He withdrew until only the head remained in her mouth and finished coming on her tongue.
Carly drew on the tip of his cock, her cheeks hollowing with the suction. She swallowed the hot fluid, lapped at the slit with the tip of her tongue. He groaned above her and his grip on her hair loosened. His softening length left her mouth with a pop and she licked her lips to catch any remaining semen. When he let go of her head completely she fell to the floor exhausted and out of breath, but buzzing with unresolved arousal. She squeezed her legs tight, pinching her clit and shuddered with the effort not to come.
Three
Saxon tried to catch his breath. His chest heaved with each ragged inhalation. Stars swam in front of his eyes and drums pounded in his ears. Every part of his body tingled, from the brain still struggling to focus, to the toenails on his toes. He couldn’t remember coming so hard before. Ever. Never had it felt like his spine was being pulled through his cock and dragging his balls with it. For a second, when cum blasted from his body, he thought he might pass out.
He let Carly go and folded his arms on the door, leaning his forehead against them to stop himself from sinking to the floor. Eyes squeezed tight, he fought to bring himself back to earth. She’d blown him away, first with a body-slamming fuck and then with the blowjob to end all blowjobs. Christ! The things she did with that mouth. His cock twitched and pulsed with renewed arousal. Would the thing never get enough?
He wanted her again. Wanted her on a bed where he could press her body into the soft mattress with the weight of his. He wanted her on her hands and knees so he could take her from behind. Wanted to watch, his hands full of her breasts, as she rode him to paradise. Wanted to take her in the shower, all slick and wet, their bodies sliding together with ease. Damn. He just plain wanted her.
Any way.
Every way.
Now.
The scent of sex swirled around him and he breathed it in. He opened his eyes to scan the quivering woman on the floor below him. Her skin was flushed and her entire length shook with suppressed desire. Bent at what had to be an uncomfortable angle, she lay with her eyes closed, emitting tiny moans and harsh breaths. The same little noises she made when poised on the brink, right before she came. The desire to watch her go over the edge filled him.
He dropped to his knees beside her and leaned over to whisper in her ear.
“Do you want to come, Carly?”
She shuddered with each word he breathed into her ear.
“You need to come, don’t you?” He nipped at her earlobe and she groaned, her body tightening. “But you can’t, Carly. I haven’t given you permission.”
He wanted to see how far he could push her, how long she could hold out. He ran the tip of his finger down her side, from shoulder to ankle. The shiver that followed brought a smile to his lips. She was so responsive. He trailed his fingers over the blouse clinging to her sweaty flesh, toward her breast and the bud sitting proud on the top of her generous mound. Her body jolted like she’d been shocked with an electric probe as he pinched her nipple with his fingers. The tip beaded, air hissed through her teeth with a whimper of pure desire.
So close.