When my balls were soaked, she moved up my base, dragging her sexy tongue all the way to my tip. Then she swiped her tongue over my head, getting the drop of lubrication that seeped from the entrance. It was sticky, and a line of my juice spread between her mouth and the head of my cock.
This was much better than my fantasy.
Her lips finally surrounded my head, and she sucked hard. She wanted to taste more of me, to taste my arousal on her tongue.
My hand moved into her hair, pulling it away from her face. I could watch this performance all day, but my dick wouldn’t last that long.
Then she started to move to my base, taking in as much of my length as she could. She stopped over halfway, her mouth gaping open she tried to cram my impressive size deep inside. She pulled off again to take a breath before she moved in again.
Her spit collected on my length then dripped to the floor. She was slathering me in her saliva, priming me so I could fit in her tight little pussy. The lubrication would help, but she was making me so thick it was bound to hurt anyway.
She continued to move her mouth back and forth, her eyes darting to mine from time to time. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes because my size was too big for her to handle, but that didn’t slow her down. She kept going, giving me the best head of my life.
If I let this continue, I would explode inside her mouth. My come would sit on her tongue, and I would command her to swallow it. As much as I wanted to finish this fantasy to the very end, I wanted to fuck her more.
I forced myself to pull my dick out of her mouth.
Disappointment filled her eyes, like she wanted to suck me off until she had my come in her belly.
Fuck, she was torture.
I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her feet. Before she could take a step, I scooped her into my arms and carried her into my bedroom down the hallway. She was light like I expected, but also perfect in my arms.
I sat her on the bed and unbuttoned my collared shirt. My fingers were focused on unclasping every single button, but my eyes were pinned on the beautiful woman watching me. Instead of looking at the way my shirt opened more and more, her eyes were stuck to mine. Beautiful, green, and vibrant, they were undressing me as much as my own fingers. I could see her desire as well as I could feel my own.
The shirt came undone, and I pulled it off my arms and let it fall onto the floor. Tall and proud, I stood in front of the bed, watching her eyes sweep across my physique. She took in every slab of muscle, every ridge between my abs. Wordlessly, she worshiped my body. I filled out my suits well, made my t-shirts stretch over my biceps and chest. I hit the gym religiously and almost always had a protein shake for lunch. Being in the best physical shape had always been important to me because I never knew when I would need that strength. I’d overpowered Jeremy and stabbed him in the heart, and that was only possible because I was a hundred and eighty pounds of solid muscle. Titan had been shot just because she ruffled someone’s feathers. I had to be ready for anything.
Watching Autumn’s reaction made all those workouts worth it.
She licked her lips.
She took a deep breath.
Her thighs pressed together.
All the signs of arousal were there. She wanted to fuck me as hard as I wanted to fuck her.
I removed my socks, and I stood completely naked in front of her. Over six feet of chiseled strength and fair skin, I’d seen lots of women look at me the way she did now, but they never meant so much. Getting the look of desire from a woman who could have any man just made me want her more. I wanted to fuck her to please myself, but I wanted to be every fantasy she ever had too.
I grabbed her ankles and lifted them to my chest. The points of her stilettos dug into my skin, but I liked the rough bite. Her dress slowly rose up her thighs, revealing just a peek of her bright pink thong underneath her black dress.
Jesus Christ.
I wrapped my fingers around her slender ankles, and I took a deep breath to steady my excitement. I wanted to tug her legs apart and sink inside her before I fucked her senseless, but I had to slow it down.
I had to take my time.
I wanted to make her so hot, she’d beg me to give it to her.
I turned one of her legs out and kissed the inside of her knee, tasting the soft skin. My tongue rubbed against it gently, and I thought I tasted a hint of vanilla. I slipped off one shoe at the same time, and then dropped the other.
My mouth moved farther up her gorgeous legs, reaching for the sensitive spot in her inner thighs. Her breathing increased the closer I became, becoming increasingly haywire with every passing second. Her chest rose higher, her breaths grew heavier. I kissed both of her thighs then moved farther to the apex of her legs.
Then she stopped breathing altogether.
I kissed the soft fabric of her panties, right over her clit.
The moan she released was the sexiest one I’d ever heard.
I continued to kiss the area, my fingers rubbing her at the same time. I grasped the center of her panties and yanked it over, revealing that soft, pink flesh. My eyes took in her beautiful clit and the slit that was already oozing with arousal. My testosterone spiked, and I placed my mouth against the most delicious pussy I’d
