His finger ran through my wetness as his tongue flicked my throbbing clit. My body shot up, unable to control the movement caused by fissures of pleasure that shot through my body. His mouth clamped down as his finger slid inside me. His hands were large, but I wanted more of him as my core sucked his fingers inside. He drew me into his mouth and laid his tongue against my flesh, moving it around in circles. My breathing sounded shaky and I tried not to cry out in ecstasy as I was so close to the tipping point.
Adding a second finger made me feel stretched to the limit, almost to the point of pain. How in the hell would I handle all he had to offer? Swirling his tongue around my clit, his fingers caressing my aching flesh. He slid his hand under my ass, his fingers digging into my skin, as he tilted my hips. My eyes rolled back as his fingers and tongue made all coherent thought disappear.. I was so lost in the moment that I didn’t notice his mouth leave my body as his fingers stopped.
“Do you want me?” he growled against my clit and my eyes opened and became drawn to his stare.
I trembled and tried to steady my breath. “Yes.”
“Yes, what? What do you want?” he asked his eyes not moving from mine, his entire body still.
“Have sex with me.” I knew what he wanted me to say, he wanted me to use the F word and I hadn’t – couldn’t.
“Suzy.” He drew out my name and flicked his tongue against me. “You know what I want to hear. Tell me exactly what you want.” He withdrew his fingers and tongue leaving me panting for more.
I closed my eyes and exhaled, needing a moment to gather my thoughts. They’re just words and ones I said everyday but never during sex. Drawing in a shaky breath I said, “I want you. Fuck me, City.”
Wicked Ways
There’s something about corrupting someone in the purest form. She didn’t swear, or didn’t like to, but the sound of it made my cock grow hard. She looked fucking beautiful laid out across my bed with her flowing blond hair and her blue eyes sparkling in the vibrant lighting of the room. She wasn’t muscular from working out or too thin like a crack addict from being strung out. Her body could best be described as a classic hourglass – large breasts and curvy hips joined by a tiny waist. She looked almost angelic, her white skin against the black comforter.
I reached under her torso, cupping the crook of her arms, and tossed her up the bed. “Wow,” she laughed, as she bounced against the mattress. “You just moved me like I weighed nothing.”
“You’re like a feather,” I said, crawling up her body and reaching for the condom on my nightstand.
She giggled, her eyes growing wide as I tore the condom wrapper open between my teeth. There’s something so fucking innocent about her and I wanted to crawl inside of her goodness and never leave.
I nested between her legs, resting one arm under her body, trying not to crush her under my weight. “Laugh while you can, sweet girl,” I murmured against her lips. “I’m going to make you scream all those dirty words you’re too scared to say.”
Her eyes were like saucers as I slid the condom over my piercing and down my shaft. Her pussy glistened as I nudged her legs farther apart with my knees. I wanted to tear her up, own her body, and make her mine for the night. I didn’t wait for a reply before placing my lips over hers, consuming her, and coaxing her tongue into my mouth. I could spend hours kissing her, exploring every crevice and be happy, but my balls were heavy and throbbed, needing the release. Capturing her nipple with my fingers, I pinched it lightly and rolled it between the tips. She moaned in my mouth and my dick jumped to attention, aching to be inside her.
My mouth never left hers as I captured all of the sounds that escaped, those were mine and only mine to devour. Her body writhed under my relentless pursuit of her nipple and the overwhelming onslaught of my fingers against her delicate flesh. I wanted to make her come like this, but I knew there would be time for that later.
Her throat was soft underneath my tongue and I inhaled the sweet smell of her perfume and stopped near her collarbone before sinking my teeth into her flesh. Her body moved, her hips rising off the bed, her pussy nudged my cock – an open invitation.
“What do you want?” I said, as I bit down on the flesh of her shoulder.
“You.”
“What part of me?” I didn’t want to make this easy on her. I got a secret thrill out of watching her squirm with each question or prompt.
“Your penis.”
Jesus... Seriously? Normally I’d think it was all an act, but this girl was as good as they came and I’d have my work cut out for me. I liked the idea of a conquest, someone that I could corrupt and make my own.