He drew his cock in and out of my mouth with quick thrusts. Never hard enough to hurt me, but enough that his girth thickened and a low growl rumbled in his throat. His eyes rolled back as he started to come, the thick spurts hitting the back of my throat. His cock pulsed between my lips and his deep grunts and ragged breaths were so sexy I couldn’t get enough.
I swallowed quickly and let his cock slip out of my mouth. He staggered backward, his pants around his ankles, and blinked hard.
“Holy fuck.”
I brushed my hair back from my face and stood. “You like that?”
“Oh my god.” He blinked again, like he was dumbstruck, then his icy blue eyes fixed on me. “Get the fuck over here.”
I giggled while he manhandled me onto the bed. He kissed my mouth, then down my neck. Nibbled on my collarbone. His hand slid beneath my shirt to splay across my ribs, just below my bra.
We’d already decided we didn’t need condoms. We both knew we were clean, and I was on birth control. It was nice not to have to worry about them anymore.
He kicked his pants the rest of the way off, then went to work on my clothes. He’d said he’d undress me slow, but he hadn’t said he’d be soft. He grabbed my shirt in his fist and pulled, jerking it up over my face. With my view obscured, he dragged his teeth over my nipple through the lacy fabric of my bra.
With rough hands, he pulled my shirt over my head, then pinned my arms down. He sucked on my neck, then kissed his way down to my chest. He nuzzled between my boobs, kissing and licking his way from one nipple to the other.
He let go of my arms to unfasten my jeans, then yanked them down my legs. Flipping me over, he unclasped my bra. I pushed myself up onto my elbows and let it fall down my arms.
His hand slipped beneath my panties and I arched my back, lifting my hips and sticking my ass in the air so he could take them off. His mouth followed his hand, kissing down my back, across my ass cheek, over the back of my thigh.
Finally, he had me undressed. He flipped me back over and settled between my thighs, draping my legs over his broad shoulders.
“Mm,” he hummed. “I love this pussy. So fucking pretty. So good.”
I lay back on the pillow and enjoyed the feel of his tongue making lazy laps around my clit. Up my soft folds. It was rough and wet and warm, and next to his cock when he fucked me hard, it was the best thing I’d ever felt.
He was no quieter licking me than he had been when I’d sucked his dick. He groaned, lapping at me with enthusiasm. Pushing my thighs back, he sucked on my clit, moaning like he couldn’t get enough.
Heat and tension built so fast, it took my breath away. I moved with him, rolling my hips, grinding myself against his mouth. He slipped a finger inside me and I moaned, the extra pressure so good.
His tongue was relentless. I writhed against the sheets, running my fingers through his hair. He didn’t let up. A second finger slid inside, and my silky inner muscles trembled.
“Don’t stop that,” I breathed.
I was so close, my pussy hot and clenching around his fingers. He growled again and the vibration sent me over the edge. Leaning my head back, I rode out my orgasm, the pulses rippling through me in waves.
He still didn’t stop, and my climax stretched out until I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Stop,” I begged, starting to giggle again. “Stop, oh god, Gibson.”
His face lifted, his mouth wet, and he grinned. “Told you you’d beg me to stop.”
My legs fell to the sides and my arms flopped onto the bed. “That was amazing.”
“Good. But I’m not finished with you. On your knees, beautiful.”
I smiled back at him. Gladly. I still wanted to feel his cock inside me.
He muscled me onto my tummy, then grabbed my hips to lift my ass into the air. I braced myself on my forearms and looked back at him over my shoulder.
Caressing my skin, he looked me over. “So beautiful. God, I love you.”
“I love you, too. Now get busy fucking me.”
Biting his bottom lip, he took his dick in his hand and stroked a few times.