The Rocker That Savors Me(41)

“Do you like sucking my dick, Layla?” he demanded.

I moaned my answer, the vibrations from the small noise making his eyes roll back in his head. I cupped his balls, tugging on them gently to extend the pleasure, keeping him from coming when I felt them tighten up. I took him deeper, his head going down the back of my throat with each thrust into my mouth. Still I wasn’t taking all of him and I used my free hand to stroke him.

“Fuck!” he roared and I felt the first jet of semen as it gushed down my throat. I gripped his dick with both hands, stroking him through his orgasm while I swallowed every drop of his hot come. “Oh, fuck!” he cried again and tried to tug my head away, but I was greedy and wanted ever last drop he could give me.

When I had swallowed the last of it, I still sucked on him. He hadn’t gotten soft and I thrilled at his ability to go again.

“Enough!” He pulled me away, and I fell onto the bed beside of him, reaching for my belt.

I kicked the boots off, and they went flying across the room somewhere. When the belt was undone, I shimmed out of the jeans, taking the panties with them. I was soaking wet. The scent of my arousal hitting me as soon as my pants were down. Jesse groaned, turning onto his side and propping his head in his hand so he could look down at me.

“You smell amazing.” He growled, his free hand cupping my pussy. His thumb skimmed across my clit. “You’re dripping for me.”

“Yes.” I was just able to answer him, my breaths coming in choppy little pants. I arched my hips up, silently begging him to touch me again.

He didn’t make me wait. Jesse got up on his knees and moved between my spread thighs. His cock, still damp from my mouth swayed back and forward with each movement and I found myself wanting to taste him again. All thoughts of his cock vanished when he spread the outer lips of my pussy to get a better look at my clit.

“I love your pussy,” he murmured. While he kept my lips spread with the fingers of one hand, he used the other to skim over my throbbing clit.

My entire body jerked when he flicked at the ball of nerves. “Like that?” he questioned, and I couldn’t do anything more than nod. I licked my lips, anticipating his next move. Catching the tender flesh between his thumb and forefinger, he twisted it to the left, and I cried out in sweet agony. When he twisted it back to the right, I begged him to finish me. “Not until I get a taste of that sweet smelling pussy,” he growled.

I wasn’t going to survive this night! I was sure of it. When his tongue touched my clit, my back arched off the bed, and I thought I was going to break in two from the force behind the pleasure. Strong hands gripped my hips, holding me still while he sucked my clit into his mouth, making little popping sounds each time he let it go and then sucking it back in.

Tears poured from my eyes. “Feels so good,” I sobbed.

“Best tasting pussy I’ve ever had,” he muttered as he thrust a finger inside of me while he continued to kill me slowly with his tongue.

“Ah. Ah. Ah.” My head tossed from side to side, while I tried to press my pussy down harder on his sucking mouth. “Please! Ah!”

Another finger joined the first and he thrust them in and out hard, but not fast like I so desperately needed. “Going to make you come so fucking hard, baby,” Jesse promised. “You taste so sweet.”

“Oh…Oh!” I couldn’t take much more. I was going out of my mind, hanging so close to the edge of an orgasm that was going to be harder than any I had ever experienced before. “Ah!” I twisted the piercings in my nipples trying to push myself over the edge.

“I know.” He bit my clit, making me beg for more. “I know it feels so good that you don’t want it to end, but I swear to you, sweet Layla, as soon as you come for me I will take you. I will shove my dick in you and fuck you as hard as you want.”

His words pulled me down off the edge. I screamed his name over and over again, my fingers sliding over his head to hold him against my gushing pussy while he lapped up every drop of cream that flowed from me. When my inner muscles stopped their relentless spasms, he raised his head, a few drops of my come clinging to his lips.

I watched in complete and utter fascination, my breaths coming in shallow pants, as he licked it away. His dark eyes closed, savoring the taste of me on his wicked tongue. It was so incredibly sexy to witness, and even though I had just had the most powerful orgasm of my life, I burned for him again.

“You promised,” I whimpered, and his eyes snapped open. “Jess, I need you.”

Muttering a curse, he reached for his jeans and pulled his wallet from the back pocket. His fingers were actually trembling as he ripped open the condom wrapper and rolled it over his thick tip. He pressed the head of his dick against my still quivering pussy, and I felt a moment of nervous excitement as he slowly entered me.