At that he straddled the lounger and lowered me gently down. My back no sooner hit solid surface and he was pushing between my legs, spreading them wide.
Joining me on the chair he walked his fingers up the inside of my legs. I held my breath as he neared my sex, anticipation making me shake. When his fingers tucked underneath the edges of my panties I thought I would spontaneously catch fire. But it was his warm breath fluttering through the lace that made me writhe.
“You are so damned sexy,” he said, kissing below my belly button and just above the edge of my panties. I moaned, amazed at how good his touch made me feel. There was also something almost painful about it as my body ached for him to hurry while he took his sweet time. I could already tell my panties were wet from wanting him so bad, but at this rate they were going from damp to drenched.
I watched him unclip the garter before running his big, strong hands across the scrap of lace at my hip. He gathered the material across my middle and tugged until the piece covering my mound slid between my lower lips. His nose nuzzled my thigh, encouraging me to spread farther. Desperate for more of his attention, I shifted until I was wide open, encouraging him while he watched.
With a smile on his face he lowered his head and explored my exposed folds with his tongue. The shocking heat of his touch shot an electric current clear to my toes, making a whimper vibrate in my throat.
“Mmm. Love that noise, babe. Do it again.” This time he nuzzled the area with his whole face, scraping my sensitized flesh with the stubble covering his cheeks and chin.
“Oohh, oohh.” I writhed for more.
He lifted his head and shifted his hands, curling his fingers under the edge of my panties and peeling them down. “Gotta get these out of the way. Need to see it all.”
I shuddered as he shifted me around and pulled my underwear off with little effort.
“Damn as much as I want all of this shit off you, I think I’m going to have to wait until next round.”
Before my stomach finished tumbling from his words, his mouth met my clit and began a slow, steady sucking motion that made me nearly jump from the seat.
Without stopping, he grabbed my hands and pinned them to the arms of the chair. By this time his tongue had joined the party and my hips were rotating in encouragement, seeking more friction. I didn’t care. As far as I was concerned there was no shame in loving something this good and wanting more of it.
His damned tongue was so talented it was all I could think of. Getting more. Lots more. I moaned, he grunted, tightening his grip on my hands. This was so much better than the mac daddy vibrator I ordered online.
As if his mouth and tongue weren’t enough, he grazed my clit with his teeth until my moan became a wail. Pressure built low in my belly, gathering force as he thrust first one finger and then another inside me. I think my toes curled as I rushed toward the edge of the proverbial cliff. It was so close I think I sobbed.
This was it. I was tipping over.
He pulled his mouth away. “That’s it, baby, come for me. Drench my fingers.”
That was all the encouragement I needed. My muscles locked down and I shot from the chair until his grip on my hands stopped me. His fingers and mouth were relentless through the whole thing, driving me higher than I thought possible.
When I finally came down enough to open my eyes, he was hovering over me, watching.
“That was the most God damned beautiful thing I think I’ve ever seen. Made my dick so fucking hard.”
I grinned and blushed at the same time. Feeling pretty brave and really wanting him inside me, I leaned forward and nipped his lip. “We gonna do it now or what?”
“Hell yeah.” He stood long enough to rip open his pants and reach into his wallet for a condom.
I vaguely noticed him tearing the package with his teeth when I got my first glimpse of his cock. It was a thing of beauty. Long, thick and so hard it was dark red. He was a lot bigger than my toy and my muscles clenched at the mere thought of him stretching me wide with that thing.
I reached down to touch him and he jumped out of my reach.
“No way, Princess. Not this time.” He rolled the thin latex over his length and then leaned forward and lifted me from the chair.
“Wait, what are you doing?”
“Thought we already cover that, babe. Getting ready to fuck you. Now wrap your legs around my waist and hold onto my shoulders.”
A moment after I got into place he was lifting my ass and sliding me down his thick shaft. We both groaned.
“Damn, baby. I knew you’d be tight, but shit. You’re gonna make me blow.”
I knew how he felt. I’d never been so full and it was amazing and exciting as hell. “I know. I’m going to come too.”