in my entire life.
His head, so perfectly shaped, felt perfect against the tip of my tongue. His shaft, hard and bulging from his excitement, fit perfectly in my mouth. And, as he looked down at me, flicking my tongue over the tip, swirling it around the shaft, and then opening my mouth wide to take him all in, he released a moan that instantly created a flood between my already moist thighs.
“That’s it, baby,” he moaned, rocking his hips with me as I created a rhythm. “Oh, God. I knew that mouth was fucking amazing.”
I lifted my eyes to look at him and our eyes made contact. Something there, something in that moment, made me felt more sexual, more free, than I ever had. I needed more. I wanted... I grabbed his hand and placed it on my head in a silent plea. He answered by wrapping his fingers in the messy tendrils. As my pace picked up, he tightened his grip, pushed and pulled my head to meet the rhythm he needed from me.
My God, I’d never experienced anything quite like it.
But then, just as I was sure he was about to finish, he pulled away and yanked my head away from him. “Holy shit!” He bent over and grabbed his knees, trying to catch his breath.
Afraid, worried, and panicked, I crumpled on the floor. “What? Did I do something wrong?”
“What?” He lifted his eyes to look at me, brow pinched in confusion. As soon as he saw my panicked state, he dropped to his knees on the floor next to me. “Oh, Andrea. No. It was just that perfect. I—I almost lost it.”
“But... I wanted you to.”
A soft smile pulled at the edges of his lips. “I know, baby,” he said, running a finger gently across my cheek. “And I will, but not that way.”
After standing, Jace pulled me to my feet and then carried me off to the bedroom. I couldn’t help but feel like I’d ruined something, maybe given away the fact that I wasn’t as experienced as maybe he’d hoped, or that I’d somehow disappointed him. But if I had, there was no evidence of it as he sat me down on the bed.
“Lay on your stomach,” he said, still standing next to it.
I did as he asked and then waited, anxiously, for what was about to happen. I wasn’t a total prude; I pretty much knew what was probably coming... or so I thought.
Wet and soft, his tongue brushed against the inside of one of my thighs. I jerked a little at the sudden, unexpected contact, but then relaxed as he made his way up toward my ass. Again, I tensed as he ran the tip of his tongue from my entrance to the crack of my butt. I’d never thought I’d be the kind of girl to enjoy that sort of thing, but as he repeated the strokes, gently and then, little by little, with more force, my breathing started to pick up. When he reached between my legs to thumb my clit, those pants turned to moans.
“God, you taste so good,” he said, shoving one finger inside my entrance. “I want every part of you before this weekend is over. Your beautiful mouth.” He inserted another finger. “That tight pussy.” He curled his fingers inside of me and I gasped in surprised pleasure. “Even that gorgeous ass of yours.”
I yelped when his finger made its way into my ass, but he quickly removed it. I wasn’t sure what I’d thought of it, other than it’d felt strange and a little painful. But then, as I was contemplating the sensation, he licked at the area again, bringing back my moans.
“Maybe not this weekend,” he said, chuckling lightly. “We may have to work up to that.”
I didn’t have time to protest because he immediately tossed me on my back. My legs were hanging over the side of the bed and he wrapped them around his waist. Somewhere along the way, he’d managed to get a condom on without me looking and he was immediately inside me, thrusting with long, hard strokes.
“Relax, baby. We won’t do anything you’re not ready for,” he said, running his hands along my legs for a moment before grasping my hips and pulling me into him, deeper, harder.
But I
His head, so perfectly shaped, felt perfect against the tip of my tongue. His shaft, hard and bulging from his excitement, fit perfectly in my mouth. And, as he looked down at me, flicking my tongue over the tip, swirling it around the shaft, and then opening my mouth wide to take him all in, he released a moan that instantly created a flood between my already moist thighs.
“That’s it, baby,” he moaned, rocking his hips with me as I created a rhythm. “Oh, God. I knew that mouth was fucking amazing.”
I lifted my eyes to look at him and our eyes made contact. Something there, something in that moment, made me felt more sexual, more free, than I ever had. I needed more. I wanted... I grabbed his hand and placed it on my head in a silent plea. He answered by wrapping his fingers in the messy tendrils. As my pace picked up, he tightened his grip, pushed and pulled my head to meet the rhythm he needed from me.
My God, I’d never experienced anything quite like it.
But then, just as I was sure he was about to finish, he pulled away and yanked my head away from him. “Holy shit!” He bent over and grabbed his knees, trying to catch his breath.
Afraid, worried, and panicked, I crumpled on the floor. “What? Did I do something wrong?”
“What?” He lifted his eyes to look at me, brow pinched in confusion. As soon as he saw my panicked state, he dropped to his knees on the floor next to me. “Oh, Andrea. No. It was just that perfect. I—I almost lost it.”
“But... I wanted you to.”
A soft smile pulled at the edges of his lips. “I know, baby,” he said, running a finger gently across my cheek. “And I will, but not that way.”
After standing, Jace pulled me to my feet and then carried me off to the bedroom. I couldn’t help but feel like I’d ruined something, maybe given away the fact that I wasn’t as experienced as maybe he’d hoped, or that I’d somehow disappointed him. But if I had, there was no evidence of it as he sat me down on the bed.
“Lay on your stomach,” he said, still standing next to it.
I did as he asked and then waited, anxiously, for what was about to happen. I wasn’t a total prude; I pretty much knew what was probably coming... or so I thought.
Wet and soft, his tongue brushed against the inside of one of my thighs. I jerked a little at the sudden, unexpected contact, but then relaxed as he made his way up toward my ass. Again, I tensed as he ran the tip of his tongue from my entrance to the crack of my butt. I’d never thought I’d be the kind of girl to enjoy that sort of thing, but as he repeated the strokes, gently and then, little by little, with more force, my breathing started to pick up. When he reached between my legs to thumb my clit, those pants turned to moans.
“God, you taste so good,” he said, shoving one finger inside my entrance. “I want every part of you before this weekend is over. Your beautiful mouth.” He inserted another finger. “That tight pussy.” He curled his fingers inside of me and I gasped in surprised pleasure. “Even that gorgeous ass of yours.”
I yelped when his finger made its way into my ass, but he quickly removed it. I wasn’t sure what I’d thought of it, other than it’d felt strange and a little painful. But then, as I was contemplating the sensation, he licked at the area again, bringing back my moans.
“Maybe not this weekend,” he said, chuckling lightly. “We may have to work up to that.”
I didn’t have time to protest because he immediately tossed me on my back. My legs were hanging over the side of the bed and he wrapped them around his waist. Somewhere along the way, he’d managed to get a condom on without me looking and he was immediately inside me, thrusting with long, hard strokes.
“Relax, baby. We won’t do anything you’re not ready for,” he said, running his hands along my legs for a moment before grasping my hips and pulling me into him, deeper, harder.
But I
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