thought he was going to kiss me. But he didn’t. He just left me waiting, wanting.
I couldn’t take it anymore and I lifted my chin, hoping for our mouths to connect. But he kept his full, sexy lips just out of reach. His fingers flexed against my neck and I knew my pulse was giving me away.
“Tell me what you want,” he demanded.
I inhaled and then exhaled slowly. Licking my lips, I answered, “You.”
He let his hand slowly slide down my throat and drift between my breasts, parting my robe in the process. His fingers skated over my belly, pulling the two ends of the loosely tied belt apart. His fingers continued over my soft flesh until he reached his destination.
He swallowed hard. “Is that for me?”
I nodded as his fingers played in my wetness. “Yes.”
“Are you going to finally let me eat you?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
He closed his eyes for a second as if he were letting my answer wash over him. “Is your pussy always this wet?”
Before I could respond his lips crashed into mine. The electricity crackled between us and things heated up quickly. Our hands were all over each other. His kiss was so powerful and all-consuming, I didn’t register that I was helping him take his clothes off. It wasn’t until his firm chest pressed against my bare chest that I realized that my robe was pooled at our feet and his shirt was missing.
My hand moved down his firm chest and muscular abs until I realized he wasn’t completely naked. I started stroking him over his shorts until he moaned into my mouth. As the kiss became more passionate, I became more determined.
Fuck foreplay, I wanted the dick.
“What are you doing?” he asked, part grunt and part wail.
My eyes flew up to his. The want and need etched into his handsome features assured me he was just as far gone as I was. But the way his fingers massaged my ass and pulled me into him, I already knew we were on the same page.
“I’m touching you,” I murmured. “Do you like that?”
He squeezed his eyes shut. “Shit…”
I slipped my hand inside his boxer briefs and wrapped my hand around him. “It feels like you like it.”
Sucking in a sharp breath, he kissed me hard. “Simone…”
I responded by lightly running my hand from the base to the tip of his dick.
He groaned, bringing his forehead to mine and wrapping a hand around my neck. “I can’t have you looking at me like that and making those noises while you’re touching me.”
“Why not?” I murmured before pushing my lips to meet his, still stroking him. “You asked me what I wanted… this is what I want.”
“Oh, I plan on giving it to you.” He pulled out of the kiss. “But first… I’m going to eat you.” He pressed his lips against mine and added, “I want you to ride my face until you come for me.” With his free hand, he grabbed my wrist and moved my hand from the base of his dick to the tip. “And then I’m going to put all of this dick deep in your pussy so you can come for me again.”
“Fuck,” I breathed.
“Is that okay with you?”
“Yes.”
He crashed his lips into mine again. He kissed me hard as he lifted me and carried me to the bed. When he broke the kiss, he removed his boxer briefs and I watched his dick, hard and heavy, point at me.
I sucked in a sharp breath. It was even more beautiful in person.
Kingston sat down on the bed and looked up at me. He licked his lips and scanned my naked body with a heated gaze. He placed his hands on my hips and brought my belly to his lips. Moving his hands to my ass, he kissed me from just above my navel to my pelvis. Palming each cheek, he looked up at me. “Sit on my face.”
He laid back, never taking his eyes off me. I bit my lip as I climbed onto the bed and straddled my friend’s handsome face. The moment I got comfortable, he wrapped his arms around my thighs and went to work.
Kingston Wright was not playing with me.
His skillful tongue knew exactly what to do and my body reacted in turn. I’d just sat down, and I was close to the edge. I’d been thinking about sitting on his face since he said something about it, so I didn’t want to rush. I wanted to