On His Face - Tabatha Kiss Page 0,69

about your nose?” I ask, still gasping.

“I’ll live,” he says, jerking his face back and forth to ravage my dripping pussy.

I moan louder. I grip his hair between my thighs. I grind on his chin, aching and shaking and praying for sweet release.

Drew moans and groans, vibrating my clit. He reaches up my body. He gropes me and my nipples twist into even harder nubs. My sensitivity spikes. My heat ignites. My pussy explodes with a dripping deluge as he tongue-fucks me again and again.

I let myself scream, knowing that no one but us will ever hear it. It’s pure ecstasy from the inside out. I nearly lose control of my senses, but Drew holds me up. His furious flicks shift into gentle laps as I ride the rush of my orgasm, prolonging my pleasure for as long as he can.

“Drew,” I mewl, catching my breath.

He looks up at me as I brush the hair back from his laughing eyes. His kiss moves to my inner thigh. Everywhere he touches quivers. Everywhere he doesn’t touch begs to be next.

Drew pushes me onto the bed. I gladly fall back onto the firm, comfortable mattress as his kiss climbs my body. He kisses my navel, my stomach, my cleavage. His arm hooks around me and he forces me to slide back and rest my head on the pillows. My body tingles, still so warm and limp with pleasure. I don’t fight it. I put myself in my lover’s hands, trusting him with my body with no regrets.

Drew balances over me on his arms. I cup his face; that wonderful, handsome face I only saw for the first time a month ago. Back then, he was a mystery. A stranger. Someone to fall for and forget just as quickly.

But he saw me, too. He saw me and felt strongly enough about it to change both of our lives forever.

I kiss him, a silent thank you. Our lips blend as I undress him, plucking the buttons of his shirt one-by-one and removing his tie. My passion rises as I feel his powerful chest, his tight skin, his body heat. My sex throbs, begging for more, more, more. I push his pants down over his ass. I spread my legs, letting his naked body align with mine. His erection rests hard against my body, his shaft touching my swollen clit. I roll my hips and we both moan. He does the same and we tremble as his tongue massages mine.

He grabs the condom. I watch as he rips it open and sheaths himself. I study his girth, remembering how raw my lips feel when I stretch my mouth around it. And now he’s going to put it inside of me...

Drew returns to his place between my thighs, confident and ready, while I perform a little panic clench.

He’s going to put that inside of me?

“Heidi?” he whispers, pausing over me. “Are you sure?”

I nod. “Yeah,” I squeak. “Yeah, I’m sure. So totally, uh...” I press my lips together as I stare at his massive cock again. “Let’s get it on, bro.”

Drew raises his brow, amused. “Let’s... what?”

I crack up. “I’m sorry. I just...” I bite my cheek as he laughs. “You’re very... large.”

“Thank you.”

“And I’m very not, so I was curious whether it’ll...”

“If it’ll hurt?”

“Yes.” I cringe. “You know, just... on a scale of one-to-ten. If you could put a number on it? In your experience...”

He shakes his head. “One,” he answers.

“One?”

“One.”

“Not like a four or even a five?”

“On a scale of one-to-ten, how much did your tattoo hurt?” he asks.

“Five.” I nod. “Definitely a five.”

“Well, picture that again, and then minus four and that’s how much this will hurt.”

“But large, though...”

His smile remains. “I’m not going to hurt you, Heidi,” he whispers, his warm lips on my cheek. “I promise.”

He kisses my neck. I take a deep breath while his tongue travels the length of my collarbone. Each new kiss brings me a little more calm, but I can’t say I’m relaxed just yet.

“Here,” Drew says as he pushes up. “Get under the covers with me.”

We climb into the bed together, kicking away whatever bits of clothes still hanging off us. I lie back with my head on the pillow again while Drew balances on his elbow beside me, his right hand softly caressing my cheek.

“Kiss me,” he says, drawing my face toward him.

Our lips lock beneath the dim, flickering candlelight. His hand, firm and demanding, travels down my face and inches down my neck

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