Through heavy-lidded eyes he stared down at her, mesmerized as she sucked him deep in her mouth, making appreciative sounds as she stroked. When she shifted slightly, leaning forward to take him deeper, her hair fell from her shoulders. He dragged his fingers through her hair, loosely holding the back of her head as she moved.
His lower spine tingled as pleasure pulsed through him in waves. God, her mouth. Just the feel of her teasing him like this was almost too much. But watching his cock disappear in and out of her mouth—She gently cupped his balls and he knew he wouldn’t last long. Fucking embarrassing, but damn, being naked with Taylor took away all his typical control.
He needed to get it back. To get her off before he came. Though it was almost painful to stop her, he rolled his hips back, pulling away from her.
She made a protesting sound, but when he reached under her arms and lifted her up, the heat in her bright eyes nearly undid him.
Unable to find his voice he reached between their bodies, cupping her mound. He felt her slickness even before he’d pushed a finger inside her. She coated him, the proof of her desire flooring him. She was this turned on for him, after going down on him.
Her fingers dug into his chest as she arched into his hold. He wanted nothing more than to capture her mouth with his and plunge his cock deep inside her. But he knew if he started kissing her he’d take her right here and now on the floor or counter. Which he planned to do, but he needed to get back some control first.
“Turn toward the mirror,” he ordered.
She paused for a second but did as he said. Grabbing a condom from his pants, he ripped it open and quickly rolled it on as he turned to face her.
Her hands were on the counter and her legs spread as she watched him in the mirror. Moving behind her, he grabbed one of her hips and reached around to her front as he pulled her flush against his chest. Sliding his hand up her flat stomach he stopped under one of her breasts before cupping it.
He kept his gaze on her face, watching as she tracked his movements. Her breathing hitched up a notch when he flicked his thumb over her already hard nipple. Oh yeah, it wasn’t going to take long to push her over the edge. Or him.
God, his entire body pulled tight with need, desire. He could hardly stand it, he wanted inside her so bad. Brushing her long hair forward, he leaned down and started feathering kisses along the back of her neck. “Touch your clit,” he murmured.
She jerked against him, her butt rubbing against his erection at his order. He could do it, but he wanted to see her touch herself, to know that she had no problem when he gave orders in bed. Or against a bathroom counter.
He liked control in the bedroom, always had, and he knew he needed a partner who meshed with him on this level. He wasn’t into chains and shit, but he did like to take control.
Without pause she reached between her legs and started stroking herself, her blue eyes locked on his in the mirror as he nipped down on one of her shoulders.
“Feel good?”
She nodded, her lips parted a fraction, eyes glazed with pleasure.
“Want to feel my cock in you?”
In response, she moaned, pushing back and wriggling against him. He couldn’t help himself even if he’d wanted to. Grinning, he lightly pressed his teeth into her shoulder, raking over her skin.
He was so damn hard and she was so incredibly wet that when he nudged her entrance, he slid right in. She was tight, like he’d known she would be after feeling his fingers inside her, and he didn’t want to be anywhere else but inside her tight, wet body.
Groaning, she arched back, pushing against him so that he slid fully to the hilt. She clutched onto the counter as her head fell forward, as if she was savoring the feel of him buried inside her.
Without moving, he slowly kissed and nipped his way across her back to her other shoulder, the feel of her soft skin perfection. “I didn’t say you could stop touching yourself.” There was an edge to his voice he knew she couldn’t miss.
Her eyes snapped open, meeting his gaze in the mirror. For a moment he worried the way he was ordering her would make her pull back. Instead, her full lips curved into a wicked grin as she reached between her legs again and started stroking herself.
And wasn’t that the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
Rolling his hips back, he pulled out before plunging deep inside her. Knowing how sensitive she was after last night, he cupped both her breasts and began teasing her nipples, gently at first. When he rolled and slightly pinched them, she jerked back against him, trying to make him increase his rhythm.
So he buried himself completely inside her and held onto one of her hips, keeping her tight against him. The pleasure that shot through him at the feel of her tight body had all his muscles tensing in anticipation. It wouldn’t be long now. God, he needed her to come first. Craved the sounds she made.