“Holy shit!” I yell before lying back on the granite while trying to concentrate on everything Javier is doing between my legs. His tongue has a mind of its own, moving so meticulously across my slit while flicking my clit, that I can barely follow or track what he’s going to do next.
I close my eyes and remind myself to breathe, gasping each time his mouth closes over my clit and sucks the nub between his lips. On instinct, my hands reach for his head, gripping the soft strands of his hair as my entire body tightens. He’s working me over like it’s his job and a part of me wonders if he applies that same work ethic in every aspect of his life.
The loss of his tongue on my sensitive flesh alerts me that he’s moving, so I open my eyes and bend my head up to assess what’s happening. But Javier’s eyes are still locked between my legs as I feel his hand now move along my slit.
“Do you trust me to give you pleasure, Sydney? To know what you need, even if it’s something you’ve never done before?”
“What … what do you mean?”
His gaze lifts to meet mine as he licks his lips. “Has anyone ever played with your ass before?”
I shake my head, even though that’s something I’ve always been curious about.
“Can I? I know you’re not ready for my cock, but I want to show you how good that can be …”
“Okay …”
“Trust me, Princess. You’ll wonder what you’ve been missing out on once you come with a finger in your ass.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to respond before licking his fingers and plunging two inside me, the force causing my body to coil in response.
The slide of his fingers through my wetness starts to build an orgasm within me in seconds, especially once his tongue finds my clit again.
I track his movements, wondering when he’s going to cross the boundary that I’ve never played with before, keeping me on edge as I anticipate it.
I never thought I’d let a man have this much control over my body before, but the way Javier is owning me right now, I question why I’ve waited.
Maybe I’ve been waiting for him.
Suddenly, I feel a slight pressure between my cheeks right below my pussy as one of Javier’s fingers starts to press against my other hole.
“Relax, Princess. Don’t fight it.” Using small pulses, he pushes past the barrier and enters me so now three of his fingers are working in and out of me at the same time in two different places.
And I’m trembling from how good it feels.
“Oh, God,” I mewl as his tongue returns to my clit and he works me over, higher, and higher until the pressure is so strong, I break and fall over the edge. Javier never lets up, licking me and fingering me faster through my climax until he senses I’m coming back down to earth.
I’m lying limber on the counter, willing my heart to slow down before Javier’s voice brings me back to reality.
“Stand up,” he demands, and it takes me a few moments to realize that he’s already done the same. I was in such a heady post-orgasmic state that I never sensed that he moved.
Sliding down the granite until my toes touch the ground, I glance up at him and see an animalistic need in his eyes, like he’s about to break free from his cage and devour me.
“Take your skirt off.” As I look down, I realize my bra was still around my arms and my skirt is pushed up past my belly button, so I do as I’m told and remove them both, loving how free I feel right now having someone else tell me what to do.
Javier pops the button on his pants, shoving them down his legs along with his underwear, granting me a full frontal view of his beautiful, ink-covered body as he stands back up, and a cock that makes all of my other lovers look like chumps.
His hand grips his dick while he strokes himself and I feel myself start to drool at the sight. I watch him for a few moments before he grabs my hand and takes me over to the couch, positioning me so I’m bent over the arm of the dark brown leather.
“Don’t move.” He walks away, leaving me perplexed until I see him retrieve a condom from his wallet and make his way back over to me. The telltale tear of foil builds even more anticipation as I look over my shoulder and watch him roll the condom down his length.
“God, this ass,” he growls while grabbing both of my cheeks and squeezing them hard. And then he slaps me, startling me with a sharp pain that morphs into pleasure as it subsides.
“Did you like that, Princess?”
“Yes …”
“Have you ever been spanked before?”
“No …”
“Do you want me to do it again?”
I nod, unable to speak anymore as I feel wetness drip down my legs. My God, I’m in trouble. This man is exactly what I needed, what I’ve been missing, and I don’t think one time with him will be enough.
Javier grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking me gently back toward him so my ass is still perched over the arm of the couch, but my back is bowed slightly.
“Look at me when I fuck you, Princess. Watch me smack your ass and fill your pussy with my cock.”
“God, please.” I’m begging, desperate to feel him inside of me.
Javier smacks my ass once more with his free hand before lining himself up to my
