Running Game(70)

Soon, he kissed a trail down my stomach to my thong, pressing his lips against the thin sheer of the fabric. The pressure hit just the right spot, as he had expected – my hands dug backwards into the comforter, and my back rose up from the bed.

“Ooohhh…” I murmured in delight, biting my bottom lip as he chuckled huskily, repeating the effort a second, then a third time…

And before I knew it, his thumbs had slid into the small lining, and he was whipping my thong clean off my thighs, around my ankles, and off to the floor with the dress.

“It’s not fair, Lex,” I whispered hungrily.

“What’s that, love?”

“I’m completely naked for you, and you’ve still got everything on…” I grasped his tie, pulling his face down to mine. Our lips met, and I kissed him fervently, sliding my tongue along his own. “You’d better lose some of this…”

“Why don’t you give me a hand, yeah?”

I sat up and knelt behind him as he sat on the nearby corner of the bed. My hands brushed along his blazer, sliding it off his shoulders and tossing it to the side. Reaching around his throat, I slowly, gradually undid his tie, sliding it up his dress shirt as I pulled it free.

Next, my hands wrapped around his arms, and I found and began unclasping his buttons. My lips dug into his neck, tasting of his throat as I slowly, gradually undressed this beautiful specimen of a man.

With the shirt free, that left only his slacks and socks. For a moment, I was distracted by the dark, intricate tattoos, hinting at something fierce beneath that skin…

Lex stood up in front of me, and I grew distracted. I began to unbuckle his belt, sensing the heated power of his tremendous cock. Just knowing how close it was drove me absolutely wild.

The mighty beast bulged against his boxer briefs as they came into sight. I was tempted to stop where I was, release the dragon, and try to get it into my mouth…

But Lex noticed this, and he urged me onwards. I continued pulling his slacks down until he stepped out of them, whipping off his socks, and standing confidently before me.

Lex was a sight to behold.

He stood just over six feet tall, with a broad, rugged and athletic build that was just stacked with sharp, incredible muscles. The rugged six-pack beneath his pectorals stretched down to the telltale “v”, digging down to his cock…

A cock that was huge.

Who the hell was this guy? Everything about him screamed confidence, experience, and eager to please…

Besides the amazing body on this rugged foreigner, I was caught off-guard by the ink. Swirls of black tattoos stretched across his pecs and down his arms, stretching down towards his six-pack.

“Were those… painful?” I cautiously asked with abated breath, unable to rip my eyes from the fierce tattoos.

“Some,” he chuckled, crossing his arms to show them off. “Obviously, the ones above my heart were the worst. The skin’s rather tender there… do you like them?”

I had the worst case of cottonmouth I’d had in ages, and all I could do was nod curiously, my eyes still glued to their edges.

“Good…”

I realized too late that he was pushing me back in bed, coercing me backwards until I was comfortably lying in the pillows. His lips met my skin along my collarbone again, and he hungrily peppered a trail of kisses downwards, his fingernails digging into my skin and dragging down to clench above my thighs…

As he pressed into the creases of my hips, shouldering my thighs above his shoulders, his lips pressed into each thigh in succession. He stained them with kisses before pressing his face between my legs, his tongue immediately gracing my engorged clit and sending shivers down my spine.

“Oh, Lex…” I murmured with a moan.

He continued to pry the bead of my passion, his lips pressing against my wet sex. “You taste so good, love,” he observed, his voice dripping with lust. “You’re just what I wanted.”

I nodded, lost in pleasure. He stroked my clit with his tongue once more, falling into a rhythm as he manipulated the tiny organ in ways no man had ever done to me before.

He knew when enough was enough, too, pulling back just as the button started to grow sensitive. His tongue stiffened as it pressed into my body, lapping away at my lower lips as he clenched his fingertips deeper into my thighs. In response, my legs tightened around his skull, and my back threw itself against the bed again.

“Oh god… Lex… fuck…”

My fingers threaded back into his hair as I rode his tongue, eager for release. His face kept pressing against the sensitive folds above my slickened opening, and it continuously pushed me to new heights.