The car stops. I feel a sudden bolt of nervous fear shoot through me, and I tense up. But there’s nobody waiting for the car as Sawyer carries me out and down the hall. I plant a line of kisses down his neck and grind myself against his rigid length even harder, the anticipation inside of me growing by the second.
We get to the door, and Sawyer puts me down to fish the key out of his pocket. He quickly slips the keycard into the slot and throws the door open, grabbing my hand and dragging me in behind him. He closes the door behind us, then pushes me up against it as his jacket slips off my shoulders and pools at my feet. Our mouths collide, our tongues swirl together in my mouth, and I gasp as his large, strong hands roam my body.
Sawyer slides down to his knees before me, pinning me against the door as he runs his hands up my thighs. I look down into his dark brown eyes that are alight with a mischievous glint.
Sawyer lifts my skirt up to my waist and slides my panties down in one smooth, swift motion. He raises my leg and sets it down on his shoulder, his eyes still riveted to mine as he leans in, his warm breath sending embers of lust crawling along my skin.
The moment the tip of his tongue touches my clit, I cry out, my entire body clenching up tighter than a drum. I draw in a stuttering breath as he runs his tongue along my lips, slick with my desire. My hands clasp onto the door behind me for dear life, clawing and grasping at the overwhelming sensation. He teases me ever so softly, eliciting gasps and moans from me. My legs are shaking. He finally plunges his tongue into my center, and I reciprocate by grasping his hair. Pulling on his hair, I grind myself against Sawyer’s face as he licks and laps at my hot, molten core furiously.
He nips at my swollen bud and slides one, then two fingers deep into my pussy. I yank his hair viciously, my body shuddering. He slides his tongue back and forth over my folds, his grumbles of pleasure lost within my quivering thighs, his deep, rumbling voice vibrating against my clit. His fingers and tongue working on me in unison have me hurtling toward the brink of ecstasy faster than I’ve ever managed to get myself there before.
Sawyer grabs my ass, his fingers pressing hard into my flesh, and pulls me down on his face even harder. The scruff on his chin tickles the insides of my thighs, and his tongue, probing deep within me, sets off a bomb of sensation that rocks me to the core. My entire body vibrates as he laps at my wet pussy, and with just a few sharp nips at my clit, I explode.
Gripping his hair tightly, I pull his face deeper between my thighs. A scream erupts from my throat. My body shakes as Sawyer continues to finger and lick me, prolonging and intensifying my orgasm. Slowly, the ecstasy coursing through my body loosens its grip, making my body go numb, and my legs feel like rubber. Sawyer catches me before I topple over, a wide, goofy grin on my face.
“Jesus,” I pant. “That was incredible.”
Sawyer gets to his feet, matching my smile as my juices glisten on his lips. He picks me up and carries me over to the bed, throwing me down on my back. I quickly sit up, never taking my eyes off him as I strip out of my shirt and bra, then toss them to the side. Sawyer leans down, taking my breasts into his hands, and I let out a sharp gasp as he roughly pinches one of my nipples as he sucks on the other.
I reach down and start to slide my stockings off, but Sawyer’s voice stops me and pulls my attention back to him.
“Leave them on,” he demands, his voice gruff.
I bite my bottom lip and watch as he quickly unbuttons his shirt and shrugs out of it. Sawyer raises his head and leans forward, our teeth clicking together as he kisses me with a ferocity that fuels my own passion. I reach out and fumble with his belt, doing my best to get it undone. But my nervousness and inexperience show as Sawyer reaches down, getting his belt and slacks undone in the blink of an eye.
Sawyer kicks off his shoes as I push his pants down, and he lets them fall to the ground, kicking them to the side as well. Finally, I get my first look at his long, hard length. I feel a tremor of nerves fluttering in my stomach as I wonder whether something so long and thick will fit inside of me – I’m a small girl, after all. But he makes it clear that’s not something I need to worry about right this moment.
My hair is pulled back into a ponytail, and he grips it hard, yanking my head back firmly as he steps forward. Gripping his thick rod, Sawyer runs the head of it around my lips, letting me feel the slick moisture spilling from the tip. I’m so turned on the taste is like honey to me.
“Open your mouth,” he commands.
I do as he says. With slow, deliberate motions, he slides his cock into my mouth, and I taste his salty precum. He rolls his hips, slowly pumping his staff into my mouth, and I feel the fire between my thighs burning bright.
“Close your mouth now,” he gasps through gritted teeth, his voice thick with desire.
I wrap my lips around his shaft tight, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock as he starts to piston his dick into my mouth. His rhythm is slow at first. I moan as I feel every inch of his rod
