“Ah. I see. In that case…” He tipped forward, bracing himself against the headboard. “Bon appétit.”
Keeping one hand wrapped around the base, I swirled my tongue around the tip, closing my eyes and focusing on the velvety feel of his skin, the salty-sweet taste, the sound of his labored breaths above me. Lifting my head off the bed, I took the head in my mouth, sucking gently at first, and then harder. With my other hand, I reached between his legs and played with his balls, cupping them gently and sliding my finger along the sensitive spot behind them. When he moaned, I picked my head up further, taking his cock into my mouth as far as it would go, letting the tip hit the back of my throat.
“Jesus,” he rasped above me, his hips beginning to move. “That feels so fucking good. You are invited to this restaurant eight days a fucking week.”
Grabbing his ass, I pulled him toward me, jerking him into my mouth with one hand and sucking greedily. He began to thrust faster, his hips pumping in deep, forceful jabs that pushed my head back onto the bed. A tingling rush of heat swept up my center as I imagined him driving into my * that way. Moaning appreciatively, I slid one hand up the front of his body. Really it was just a cheap feel of his abs and chest, but when my fingertips brushed over his nipple, he inhaled sharply and groaned in pleasure.
What’s this? Miles Haas has sensitive nipples?
It’s hard to smile with a dick in your mouth, but I was pleased as punch when pinching one resulted in another quick intake of breath and a throb of his cock.
“Christ,” he growled, pushing off the headboard and taking my head in his hands. “Is this real?”
I looked up, our eyes met, and something happened between us, shifting the mood from playful to serious. His expression was hot and dark as he curled his fingers in my hair, pulling it as he slid his cock deeper into my mouth, so deep I nearly choked.
“I love how deep you take me,” he whispered, holding still. “I love watching my cock slide between your beautiful lips. I love the sounds you make. I could come so hard right now.”
I was totally willing to let him, so I was surprised when he pulled out of my mouth and stretched out over me.
“But I’ve been waiting to get inside you for so long, and if I only get one chance with you, this is what I want.”
“Yes,” I breathed. “It’s what I want too.”
The hot, wet tip of his cock teased my *. “Do you… Let me get a condom.”
For a second I thought he wanted to do it without protection, and the way I felt right now, I’d have let him. Still, I was glad when he got out of bed and rummaged through a bag on the floor near his closet. In less than a minute he was back, rolling on the condom before positioning himself between my legs.
I touched his cheek, overcome with affection for him. “See? You are a gentleman, Miles.”
He kissed me. I thought he would tease me some more, make me wait, order me to say something dirty, but he didn’t. He just kissed my lips and slid inside me silently, reverently, my breath still as he reached the deepest spot.
“Are you OK?” he asked.
“Yes.” Closing my eyes, I smiled at the perfect fit.
“Can I keep going?”
My eyes flew open. “There’s more?”
He smiled, making my heart flutter furiously in my chest. “Yeah.”
I took a deep breath, wrapping my legs around him. “Give me everything.”
He pushed in even deeper, going slow, allowing me time to get used to his size.
“It feels like the first time,” I whispered, gasping at the way he filled me, at the way the twinge of pain only added to my arousal.
“It is.” When he was completely sheathed inside me, he closed his eyes. “It fucking is the first time.”
“Miles,” I whispered, my body igniting again. “Your voice does things to me.”
“My voice, huh?” He began to move over me, rippling, rolling undulations of his body that had me sighing. No wonder he wrote about sex—he was so good.
“Yes.” I ran my hands down his sides, up his back, digging my nails into his skin.
He groaned. “Everything about you does things to me. Fucking everything. Your eyes, your laugh, your perfect mouth. And don’t even get me started on your ass.” He moved his hips a little faster, but stayed tight to my body so the base of his cock rubbed my clit.