“What do you want me to do, Beck?”
He paused to gaze into her eyes. “I only want you to do one thing. I’m going to lick you and I want you to come for me.”
If she could do that for anyone, it was him or Patrick. Oral sex had never been particularly satisfying. In the past, she’d always required some pretty heavy fantasizing, patience from the partner, and well-timed penetration. For that reason, she usually skipped oral sex and saved her fantasies for alone time. None of her boyfriends had ever protested either, although they’d been plenty willing to be on the receiving end.
Beck and Patrick were in a class all by themselves.
Beck brushed his lower lip against her puffy outer lips and a sizzling tingle shot through her nerve endings when the light pressure moved over her clit.
She’d been hot thinking about them before he’d even arrived. Now she was on fire. His cock was just out of her reach when she tried to pleasure him, too.
He caught her reaching hand and gently laid it back on her breast. “Quit wiggling,” he murmured as he slid his palms down her widespread inner thighs and held her still. “I’m only just getting started.” He licked his lower lip and smiled wolfishly. “Such a sweet pussy makes a good dessert.”
His hot breath fanned across her flesh and she moaned when he kissed her wet lips and licked her with wide strokes that made her cunt pulse with excitement.
Increasing the tension, she applied to pinch her nipples, she looked into his half-lidded eyes as she arched and pushed her pussy against his mouth. The answering gleam in his eyes told her that he knew what she was up to. “Just enjoy, Lucy.”
He took his time, enjoying each leisurely stroke, eating her like a delicacy meant to be savored bite for slow bite. His dick bobbed and she wished he’d come closer so she could take care of him, too.
When she moved, trying to reach his cock and letting him know she wanted to give to him, too, he tightened his grasp on her thighs and held her still so that she couldn’t move, couldn’t help get herself off, couldn’t do anything but receive what he gave to her. He stopped to lick his lips clean like a cat licking cream from his whiskers and said, “You don’t need to work so hard, Lucy. Take what I give you. There’s time enough for you to do for me in a few minutes.”
“Uh-huh!” Lucy cried out as he sucked her clit and the engorged flesh around it into his mouth. He chuckled and the vibrations added a new level to the sensation and she bucked against his hands uncontrollably. He didn’t let up and her arousal grew until she felt consumed by it. “I’m so close, Beck.”
Sounding like he was about to get the sweetest taste of all, he murmured his agreement in a deep growl as he slid two fingers into her cunt. Her body went rigid when he rubbed her G-spot. She bowed her back off of the couch and cried out as he stroked the spot again and again.
So close!
She could hear his smile in his voice when he said, “That’s the spot isn’t it?”
“Yes! Oh, yes! Please!”
Adding a third finger, Beck gave the spot his full focus and white lights exploded behind her eyelids and a loud cry escaped her throat. She couldn’t move because the tension coiled even tighter like a balloon expanding inside of her as he sucked her clit into his mouth.
The orgasm erupted from her in a hot, blinding rush and she screamed. Waves of pleasure gripped her and she writhed out of control. Spots flickered in front of her eyes and the pounding of her pulse in her ears made her deaf to all else for a few seconds.
When she regained her senses, Beck was sitting up, leaning over her as he licked his fingers and then his lips. The triumphant smile on his face and the dimples in his cheeks said it all, and she sighed and giggled.
“Yes. You are the man, Beck.”
He laughed out loud. “Good, huh?”
“I owe you big-time.”
“Oh yeah you do, baby.” His smile broadened and he sat back in his spot on the couch and patted his lap as he undid his belt buckle and fly. Shakily, she got to her hands and knees and crawled to him. When she would’ve straddled him, facing him, he stopped her and helped her stand between his knees. The song changed on her MP3 player, and “Right Here” by Staind began to play. The rhythm suited the mood somehow.
“Intermission is over now. And you need to rest for a minute.” He pulled her down onto his cock with one strong move and she groaned as her cunt greedily accepted his hot, insistent penetration. She could already feel the buildup to another orgasm stirring inside.
He wants me to rest like this? Holy fuck, I’ll die.
Beck shifted beneath her and got comfortable and then pulled her back against his chest, startling her with his bare skin. He must’ve taken his shirt off and she hadn’t noticed. His jeans were gone, too.