Kiss To Forget (Blairwood University #2) - Anna B. Doe Page 0,76
him deeper into my mouth.
I’m not sure I’ll be able to take him all the way in, but Nixon doesn’t seem to care one bit. A low growl comes from him, his fingers digging into my hair and holding me steady as I slowly work his cock.
I let my teeth slowly graze over him as I pull back, my hand steadily pumping him as my tongue slides on the underside of his dick, from the base all the way to his tip, and then I suck it back into my mouth, tasting his musky scent.
That’s what finally makes him snap.
His fingers tighten around my strands, pulling my head back and making his cock pop out of my mouth.
“Out,” he grits through clenched teeth. “Now. I’m not going to blow my load in that pretty mouth, no matter how tempting it sounds.”
We quickly rinse and get out of the shower, leaving a wet trail behind us as we grab the towels to wipe our bodies.
I try to tuck the towel around myself but it keeps falling down. Nixon grabs it and does it for me. His fingers slip under the knot, pulling me closer.
We’re both breathing hard, our heads close, mouths lingering, but not touching.
His lips brush against mine, and I can feel his breath touch my skin.
I moan in protest, my fingers slipping in his hair. “Kiss me.”
I don’t have to ask twice. With a loud groan he crushes his mouth against mine in a hard kiss. His tongue sliding between my lips and swirling with mine. Desperate and needy.
“Nixon,” I breathe, nibbling at his lower lip. Every swipe of his mouth over mine is like a jolt of energy that goes straight to my core. I can’t think clearly when his hands are on me, but that’s the point.
Not to think, just be.
He pulls back, breaking the kiss. “My room. Now.”
Together we rush out of the room. In his haste, Nixon loses his own towel, flashing me his bare ass. He trips as he tries to grab it before it falls to the floor, only regaining his balance at the last moment, and I can’t help but laugh.
“What’s so fucking funny?”
“It’s…” I start, but I don’t get to finish because he grabs me and throws me over his shoulder. I squeal in protest. “Nixon!”
“You were saying?”
“Put me down!” I demand half-heartedly, laughing as he drags me to his room, the towel already forgotten.
“Oh, I’m planning to.”
Once we’re inside, he shuts the door behind us and drops me on the bed. The knot between my breasts comes undone, towel falling to the side, leaving me bare in front of him.
Nixon takes me in without hurry, his heated gaze running over my exposed skin. We were naked in the shower, but this… it feels different. I squirm under his watchful eyes, my body aching for him to finally touch me. Really touch me.
“Are you just going to watch, or do you plan to join me?” I ask, propping myself up on my elbows.
He grins at me. “Oh, I plan to do more than just watch, although I’d be game for that too.” His tongue darts out, swiping over his lower lip. Nixon hums quietly as if thinking. “Maybe later.”
Moving closer to the bed, he hooks his hands under my ankles and pulls me to the very edge. He drops to his knees, then lifting one of my legs he presses a kiss to the inside of my ankle.
“Nixon,” I breathe as tingles of excitement shoot to my core.
“Yeah?” He kisses and nibbles up my legs. First one, then the other, stopping just when he moves close enough so he can feel my heat.
“More,” I demand, my voice breathy.
“Of this?” His nose traces the inside of my thigh, making me quiver as his lips press to the juncture of my thighs.
“Higher.” My fingers clench in the sheets by my side, my back arching off the mattress. “Stop teasing me.”
“Or else?” he asks. He’s so close I can feel his smirk on my center.
“Or you won’t like it when it’ll be my turn to tease you.”
“Like this?”
Then he goes for the kill, his mouth falling onto my pussy, tongue swiping between my lips as he eats me like I’m a freaking dessert.
“Joder.” Letting go of the sheet, I tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. “More… I need…”
Nixon’s tongue slides all the way to my opening, teasing me playfully, before he finally dips inside. My walls clench, desperately needing more.