“God, Ty.”
“Watch me, Lauren.”
My eyes open and find his as he slides his tongue up and down my slit, his mouth glimmering in my juices.
“You taste amazing.”
“Breakfast of champions,” I mutter.
His eyes smile up at me, then he plunges a finger into my pussy and pulls up against my G-spot, sending me spiraling into a crazy orgasm, pushing my pelvis against his face and pulling on the ties, longing to hold his head against me.
He kisses each thigh, my smooth pubis, over to my left hip bone.
“Your body amazes me.” His nose skims over to my belly. He presses a soft, wet kiss to my navel, then raises on an elbow and traces my abs with his fingertip. “Your muscle tone is amazing.”
I grin down at him as my stomach flinches under his light touch.
“Ticklish?” He grins.
“Yes.”
“Hmm, I’ll have to remember that for later.” He settles on his stomach, his chest at my pelvis, eye-level with my breasts, and he continues to gently caress my skin, trailing a path around my breasts, beneath them, between them.
My nipples are peaked and screaming for his mouth.
He lowers his head and sweeps his tongue over one, then the other, leaving them wet. “I love your breasts.”
“You’re a boob man?”
“I’m a Lo man.” He chuckles and pulls a tight peak into his mouth, licking and sucking lazily.
Finally, he climbs up me and kisses my arm, then moves to my mouth, hovering above me, gazing down at me.
“You’re so beautiful, Lo.”
“Thank you,” I whisper.
He settles his lips on mine, and I can still smell and taste myself on his mouth. It just turns me on more. I wrap my legs around his hips, grind my core against his hard erection, still covered by the cotton of his shorts.
“Please make love to me,” I whisper against him.
“I will.”
“I want to touch you.”
“You will.”
“Have I mentioned that I’m not a patient person?” I growl.
He chuckles and unties my hands, kisses me once more before pulling off me completely.
He effortlessly flips me over. “Hold on to the headboard.”
I immediately comply, reaching up and gripping tightly on the metal of the bed. Suddenly, Ty is covering me with his body again. Heat is rolling off him. His erection is pressing against my ass.
He leans in and whispers in my ear, “I’ve been wanting to do this since the first time I saw this ink.”
He kisses my shoulder and over to my spine, then kisses all the way down my back, over my tattoo.
When he reaches the bottom, he starts up again, but this time trailing over the ink with the tip of his tongue. I squirm beneath him, delighting in the feel of the soft sheets against my sensitive breasts and bare pussy, silently begging him to finally slip inside me.
His hands cup my ass, squeeze, then glide down my thighs before finding my ass once more.
“Your ass is perfect. Firm, round. It fits flawlessly in my hands.”
Dear God, his words are as sexy as his body, as the delicious things his hands are doing to me. I’ve never had my body explored so thoroughly.
“Your back is slender, and with your arms up over your head like this, your muscles are spectacular.”
I feel him slip his hand down my spine over my bottom, and he pushes his fingers into my pussy again.
My hips buck, pushing back against his hand, needing to feel him deeper.
“You like that, baby?” he whispers against my skin.
“God, yes.”
I feel him shimmy behind me, pushing his shorts down his thighs and legs, and suddenly he’s blanketing me with his hard body and his bare cock is pressed to my opening.
He slides in slowly, lazily, until he’s buried balls-deep. I try to pull my knees under me, to lift my ass in the air, but he holds me flat, plants his hands on the cheeks of my butt hard enough to leave handprints for days, and begins to ride me.
“I can’t hold back any longer, sweetness, I’m sorry.”
“God, it feels so good, Ty.”
His thrusts quicken. His breath is harsh. “Give me one more, Lo. Come with me.”
I shake my head and push back against him.
“Yes, Lauren.” He leans down, braces one hand on the bed at my hip, and pushes the other beneath me, between my legs, to circle my clit.
My toes curl.
The world shatters around me as I come hard, clenching around him and milking his hard cock with my pussy.
“Ah, fuck, Lo.” He pushes once, twice, then stills, rocking hard against me as he spills inside me.
Finally, he kisses me softly, right between my shoulder blades, and pulls away. He pads into the bathroom where I hear water running.
I love that he always wants to take care of me after he makes love to me.