Come What May - L.K. Farlow Page 0,52
ready to explode.
Now it’s my breaths that are coming shallow. Maintaining my composure while she leisurely explores my body is quite possibly the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
Especially when she tugs down my boxers, exposing me fully.
“Jesus Christ, Mateo.” She pumps her hand over the length, squeezing me at the base. “There’s no way—it won’t fit.”
I thread my fingers through her hair, tugging on the long strands to lift her face to mine. The sight of her, topless on my bed, is something I’ll remember for the rest of my days. She has the face of an angel and a body made for sin.
“It will, mariposita. I promise you.”
She licks her lips before lowering her back down to where she’s still working me over. Time stops as she leans forward and presses a kiss to the head of my dick before sucking it into her mouth.
“Lo haces tan bien,” I grunt as my hips buck forward.
She pulls back with an audible pop. “Did you not like that?”
The worry in her tone dispels my lust enough to bring me back down to earth.
“Liked it too much—you’re very, very good at that.”
“Oh.” She chuckles and draws me into her mouth again.
Her head bobs up and down as she sucks me. While her movements are sloppy and her technique unrefined, I meant what I said. Plus, knowing the honor of her first blow job is being bestowed upon me more than makes up for it.
I cup her cheek and she pulls away again. “Tell me what you like.”
Yup, definitely in heaven.
“Wrap your hand around the base and your lips around the tip. Work them together, in time with each other.”
She does as I say, sucking and jerking me in tandem.
“A little harder.” She listens beautifully. “God, yes.” I tip my head back and groan.
A tell-tale tingle starts in the base of my spine and my hips buck forward on their own accord.
“Your mouth feels too good, mariposita.” I thread my fingers through her hair and gently guide her movements.
Her answering moan has my back arching and my jaw clenching. “I’m close. Fuck. Play with my—” I draw up short when I glance down and see the hand not wrapped around my dick shoved between her legs, her hips rocking.
That right there is what does me in. “Gonna come,” I tell her with barely enough time to pull my pulsing cock from her hot, wet mouth.
I finish long and hard, all over her chest. The sight of the milky ropes against her tan skin is a sight to behold. “Fuck, Seraphine.”
She runs a finger through my release and looks up at me. “You liked it?”
“I loved it.”
Nodding, she brings her finger to her mouth and sucks my come from it. My knees go weak and my heart thunders in my chest. Her nose scrunches at the taste, but she swallows it down with a pleased smile.
How can she be so fucking adorable and sexy all at once?
“Good. I…I think I did, too.”
“Yeah?”
She nods.
“Got something else you might like better.”
“What?” She bites her lower lip.
“Hang tight.” I run to the bathroom, wet a washcloth, and return to her. I wipe the rest of my release from her chest—even if seeing it there lights something primal inside of me on fire.
I trace the lace edge of her bra. “Can I take this off?”
“Yes. Please.”
With deft fingers, I reach around and unhook her bra. The straps slide partway down her shoulders, but Seraphine pulls it the rest of the way off. Her breasts are perky and full, perfect tear drops, topped with taut dusky nipples just begging for my mouth.
Licking my lips, I lean in and lay my lips against hers. “You’re a goddess.”
Seraphine hums and draws my lower lip into her mouth, sucking lightly before deepening our kiss.
I drag the back of my fingers up her sides, following her curves around to cup her breasts. I test their weight as I kiss my way down her neck.
She releases a shaky breath as I move even lower, sucking one pebbled nipple into my mouth. I kiss and suck and nibble until she’s panting before moving to the next.
I feel her fingers push through my hair before digging into my scalp. For a split second, I worry she’s going to push me away, but she doesn’t. No, she pulls me closer, moaning in pleasure at my ministrations.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes!” She arches into me.
“There’s somewhere I can kiss you that’ll feel even better.”
“Where?” she asks, causing me to