she says, breathless as she slides her hand around my erection. “I haven’t been able to think about anything but you, and I’m so hungry.”
Before I can respond, she moves my clothes aside to free my cock, drops into a crouch, then rests on her knees and licks the length of my shaft with a look of bliss on her beautiful face.
Pleasure floods my groin. Jolts of electricity shoot through me, shoulders to knees. Her tongue circles the head again and again, her hot gaze on mine. I grip the counter with one hand and slide my other into her hair.
“Fuck, Chloe,” I rasp through clenched teeth. And before I can say more, she slides my entire length into her mouth until I’m pressed against her throat. “God damn, you’re good at this.”
She closes her eyes with a look of bliss, as if she loves the taste of me, and pumps the head of my cock into the stricture of her throat.
Her eyes open and watch me with heavy-lidded heat as she slowly and deeply fucks her mouth with my cock, licking and sucking.
My hand fists in her hair. I’m trembling with need when she releases me from her mouth, only to close her small hand around my wet shaft.
“Baby, you gotta… I’m gonna… Fuck.”
I reach down, grip her arms, and pull her to her feet. Then off her feet. She wraps her thighs at my hips, and I carry her into the bedroom, still kissing her until neither of us can breathe.
But I don’t lay her on the bed. I press her back against the wall and pull a condom from the nightstand drawer—easier than trying to mess with my wallet. She takes the condom from me, tears it open and, in her haste to roll it on, fumbles a little. I love knowing she wants me so badly, she can’t keep her shit together.
I’m about to put her down to drag off her panties when she moves the lace aside and rubs the head of my cock through her wet folds. My mind goes white with pleasure, and even before she releases me, I thrust.
She makes a noise in her throat—part pleasure, part surprise, and presses her face to my shoulder. Then she turns her head and whispers, “Fuck me” at my ear.
Fire licks through my veins, and I obey. I grip her ass and lean into the thrust. Delicious sounds roll in her throat. “Don’t stop, so good.”
I’m high. Completely out of my mind. Everything around me evaporates. I lift her until only the head of my cock is inside her, then let her body weight drop, impaling her with my cock.
“Oh my God, yes.” Her last word is a hiss of need.
Her nails dig into my shoulders, a bite I can feel even through my shirt. I repeat the move, reveling in her pleasure. Her whimpers slide into my ear and encompass my brain. I feel her shatter, her pussy squeeze and spill, but I don’t stop. She bites my shoulder as another orgasm rises and crashes.
Her muscles go soft until she’s hanging on my neck, one hand fisted in my hair. “Jesus Christ…”
She’s deliciously slick, giving me the luscious combination of a wet slide and tight grip, and I wish I could hold out all night. I’m just about to let go when she says, “Wait.” She drops her forehead against my shoulder and rocks her pelvis against mine. “Just one more? I need one more so I’m not thinking about it all during dinner.”
I grit my teeth and pull my head back to look at her, dumbfounded. “Is this the celibacy effect?”
“I think it’s just the Xavier effect.”
“There is a God,” I murmur.
She smiles, kisses my neck, then bites me. “Please?”
“Don’t ever let it be said that I didn’t give you what you wanted.” I pull from her body and lower her to her feet and drop to my knees, because there’s no way I’d hold out long enough to give her another orgasm with that tight pussy surrounding me.
I hold her gaze as I slide my hands up her thighs, then let her panties drop to the floor. I lift one thigh over my shoulder, and the other, so she’s off her feet. I grip her ass and steady her against the wall, then slide my hands toward her thighs and use my thumbs to part her labia before burrowing my tongue into the plump, slick folds until I find the very center