Wirth (Dirty Aces MC #5) - Lane Hart Page 0,11

one thing that will loosen me up, ever since my first time when I was terrified…

This isn’t anything like that night.

And while I’ve never come on a man’s tongue before, either because they didn’t know what they were doing or didn’t do it long enough, I think I’m already close. Hell, I can barely hold myself up on the back of the sofa as my knees turn to jelly and my body presses down hard on Wirth’s mouth. He doesn’t seem to mind. He just keeps going faster and faster, even adding one finger that he slips inside of me, then two. Now, oh god, three!

Based on the embarrassing slurping sounds coming from underneath the skirt of my dress, I’m about to get off like this, standing on a stranger’s face.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I cry out in encouragement when he starts pumping his three fingers inside me while the tip of his tongue batters my clit until the room starts to spin and goes dark.

“Oh! Oh, fuck! I’m coming! I’m coming!” I scream. And without the least bit of self-consciousness, I press my hips down and ride the waves of pleasure on his face and fingers.

Jesus Christ.

Orgasms from sex are never this good. Now I know what all the fuss about oral is, and what I’ve been missing.

I’m still floating in the haze of lust when I hear the crinkle of a foil wrapper. Then, Wirth lowers me, arranging me so that I’m sitting on his lap, my knees spread on either side of his thighs. He tugs the top of my dress down to get his mouth on my tits, then lines up his cock with my dripping wet entrance. Since he’s not fully hard yet, he eases right inside, getting thicker and harder each second afterward.

The intrusion is only a little uncomfortable at first until my body stretches to accommodate so much of him in such a tight space.

But after that, I’m slick enough that it feels nice to start moving up and down.

“Fuck yeah,” Wirth grunts as I hold on to his shoulders, putting us face to face. His dark blue eyes are heavy with arousal when he says, “That’s perfect, doll. Don’t stop.”

“Couldn’t…if I…wanted to,” I tell him, and he grabs the back of my head to bring my mouth to his. When he lets go, our eyes remained locked on each other, our lips close enough to softly brush on every slow downstroke as I ride him. Both of us are almost awestruck and completely captive to this moment in time.

It’s the closest I think I’ve ever felt to anyone during sex, like it’s not just about him trying to get off in a hurry, but he’s making sure it’s good for me too. Not to mention that if we go any faster, he could possibly tear me apart now that he’s rock hard again.

Chapter Six

Wirth

“That’s it. Oh yeah, that’s so…fucking…good,” I tell Maeve through my clenched jaw, letting her control the speed and depth as we fuck. It’s all I can do to keep myself in control and not throw her down on her back to pound into her tight pussy like a jackhammer.

I have to admit that slow is good too, building the pleasure gradually until it feels like I’m going to burst if I don’t come.

With one fist in the back of Maeve’s hair and the other squeezing her ass, I press her down on me hard, hoping she’s close.

Finally, when I think I won’t last a second longer, Maeve throws her head back. Digging her fingernails into my shoulders, her lips part and she gasps what sounds like my name. She bounces a little faster, those beautiful tits jiggling in my face, right before her pussy starts clenching, pulsing around my shaft. She’s so fucking sexy and having her orgasm on me feels like heaven. Finally, I let go of the tightly wound tension in my body, giving myself over to the ecstasy.

We’re both still lost to the shuddering waves of pleasure when I hear a phone chiming off in the distance.

As our bodies begin to relax, Maeve collapses against me, and the noise gradually becomes louder and more frequent, ruining the most incredible sex of my life.

Maeve presses a kiss to my cheek and says, “You should probably answer that.”

“That’s me?” I ask since it hadn’t even registered as my ringtone yet. And I can’t say I even care who is calling when my deflating cock is still buried inside