On His Face - Tabatha Kiss Page 0,76

laughs and begs for me to stop teasing him. I stop, but I don’t leave his lap. We stay in place with his cock still inside, touching each other and catching our breaths.

His chest heaves up and down. “You… are getting so good at that.”

I chuckle, happily tracing the letters of his Alpha Delta Xi tattoo. “I had an excellent teacher,” I say.

He places a palm between my breasts and slowly touches down my torso. “Takes an excellent student,” he says as his thumb finds my clit between us.

I moan slightly as he massages me. I’ve lingered on the edge of another climax since we first shifted into this position, but I haven’t been able to make myself come in cowgirl yet. Someday.

“Drew,” I moan.

“Goddamn, you’re thirsty today,” he says with a laugh.

“What can I say?” I tease as I lower down to his mouth. “I have a thirst and the only quencher is... your... big...”

“Stop,” he says, laughing. “Who taught you all that dirty talk?”

I kiss him, and his tongue enters my mouth. “Girl magazines,” I answer.

“I should get me a Cosmo subscription, then.”

“That won’t be hard to explain to the bad boys of Delta Xi.”

“They need it more than I do. Trust me.”

I laugh. “You’re probably right.”

Drew takes hold of me and flips me onto my back, pulling out of me as he sits up between my legs. He takes a moment to inspect our soiled condom before rolling it off and chucking it into the garbage can by the bed.

“We good?” I ask.

“All good,” he says.

He kisses me, our bodies flush together on the bed. I part my lips, enjoying the subtle flick of his tongue before he starts down my body again. He hoists my legs over his shoulders and licks his lips, quickly making his way down to my pink and swollen clit.

His strong jaw. His unrelenting tongue.

As much fun as it is to ride his cock, I’ve never come harder than I do on his face.

Drew sucks my clit between his lips, sending a pulse through my entire body. I practically curl in response, so damn close to the edge I can taste it. I hold on to his head, careful not to grip his hair too hard as his tongue slides between my labia. I moan through clenched teeth, desperately trying not to announce my orgasm to the other citizens of Shanty Row. I rest my feet on his back as my thighs clench and shake. If he so much as breathes on my clit again, it’s all over.

He thrusts his tongue inside, another achingly perfect tease. He does it again and again, his wicked eyes laughing at me as he prolongs my climax. I dig my nails into his scalp, pulling his face even closer. He pulls his tongue out and licks my asshole, teasing the taboo just enough to send me right over the edge.

As I come, Drew pulls my clit between his lips again. He fixes his jaw as my hips roll, letting me grind on it as I mewl for him.

Drew. Drew. Drew.

I taste the name on my tongue, unable to vocalize it as moans spill out of my mouth. I quake in blissful agony as my body swells and my heart pounds.

Drew softens his sweet tongue, gently laving me through my slow and steady return to normal. I turn to jelly as he kisses my inner thighs, my navel, my breasts. He remains between my open thighs, adjusting our bodies into position as his new erection rests on my leg.

“Please tell me we have more condoms,” he says.

I giggle as I point. “In the drawer.”

Drew reaches over me to search inside the bedside table. I lie back, wasted and exhausted but more than willing to be taken again.

He opens the drawer and pauses, his brow furrowing with interest. “Heidi.”

“Yeah?” I ask, breathless.

“What... is... this?”

I pause as he pulls out my rabbit massager. “Uh... that’s...”

His jaw sags open. He looks at me, wide-eyed and offended. “You’ve had this in there this whole time?”

I cringe. “Well...”

“And you never let me use it on you?” he asks, his smile curling up his cheek.

My lips twitch into a smile. “I didn’t think—”

Before I can finish, he hoists one of my legs over his shoulder again. I can’t smother my giggles as he rips the condom wrapper open and slides the rubber on. He yanks me closer, aligning with my slit as he inspects both ends of the vibrator.

He smiles and clicks the