He waited for her to prop herself on her elbows and look down at him, her hair mussed and tangled around her face, her eyelids heavy with desire. She had her teeth sunk into her lower lip as she waited for what he would do next. Leaning in, he licked her again, his pace unhurried, teasing, enjoying the taste and feel of her smooth, pink skin under his tongue again. Going down on her had always been one of his favorite things. That, and being inside her. Or her going down on him. Hell, anything that happened in the bedroom. Or wherever they could get enough privacy to bring out her wild side.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he whispered against her when she let her head fall back and stifled another moan. “Don’t hold back, baby. Let me hear what I do to you.”
Her head came back up, her eyes wide. “Your roommates are still home.”
He held back the chuckle that threatened to come out. “I doubt they can hear you. They’re probably fucking in their room. If they aren’t already, they will be once they hear those sexy moans coming from you.”
Pink washed over her cheeks and down her chest, nearly matching the color he’d turned her ass moments ago. Instead of talking more, he dove back in, no longer teasing, driving her higher, wanting her to come before he gave in to the overwhelming desire to get inside her. By the end of their summer together, she’d been able to come just from his cock inside her, but that had been a long time ago. Their bond had suffered a lot of damage because of the way he’d acted. He had no idea if she would come for him like that, and he wanted to makes sure she got off first.
He could tell she was still trying to hold back her sounds, but once he eased two fingers inside her and began thrusting, tapping against the spot he knew would drive her wild, she couldn’t contain them anymore. She grew louder, her breathing faster. He stroked her belly and thigh with his free hand, his mouth fastened to her clit, the fingers of his other hand buried deep in her pussy while he watched her lose control. Her muscles twitched, tensing with the oncoming release, the walls of her pussy clamping on his fingers, and he sucked her clit between his lips, fluttering his tongue against it. She exploded, only his hand on her thigh and his arm bracing against her other leg kept her from clamping her legs around his head, her mouth open in a soundless scream. He slowed his onslaught, but didn’t stop until she fell back on the bed, limp, her arms flung out next to her head.
He kissed her mound and stroked over it with his hand. She twitched in response, and he climbed up over her, nuzzling her breasts and then the crook of her neck before kissing her again, pausing for a moment to roll on a condom. Settling himself between her open thighs, the length of his cock pressed against the heat of her pussy. She was scalding, and he couldn’t wait until she was wrapped around him.
Her hips lifted and pressed against him when he slid his cock along her slit, and he broke their kiss. Her eyelids fluttered open, still heavy and blissed out from her orgasm. “Ready?”
She sighed and licked her lips before nodding. Matt lined himself up and slid inside, fulling seating himself in one slow stroke. He couldn’t hold back the groan at the feel of her around him as he sunk into her wet heat. Holding himself still, he dropped his head to cover her mouth with his again, his tongue sliding against hers. She responded, wrapping her tongue around his, tasting him as much as he tasted her, slow and delicious. She arched against him and wrapped her legs around his hips, hooking her ankles behind his back. He began to move inside her, slow, mimicking their kiss, trying to make it last as long as he could. With each thrust forward, Hannah tightened her legs around him, rising up to meet him. When he picked up the pace, she broke the kiss, turning her head to the side, eyes closed, her breath coming in short, shallow pants. He continued kissing along the line of her jaw, over to the soft spot below her ear, scraping her earlobe with his teeth. She shivered in response.
“Oh God, Matt. You feel so good.”
He pulled back, a satisfied grin on his face. “You like that?” He punctuated the question with a thrust, and she gasped in response. “You like the feel of my cock inside you?” She squirmed at his words, and her muscles clamped down on him. “Are you going to come again? Are you going to come for me all over my cock?”
Her breath hitched at his dirty talk, and she bit her lip with her teeth, stifling a low moan. He bit her ear lightly once more, then braced himself on one arm so he could reach between them and circle his thumb over her clit. She was slick all over from him going down on her and the orgasm he’d already given her. God, he loved the feel of her under him, around him, the way she looked with her eyes closed, lost in the feelings he created for her. She’d always been so responsive to him. He never could get enough of this, and it hadn’t been like this with anyone before or since. She made him feel like a sex god, and he’d do anything to keep this thing with her going. Now that she was back, he’d be damned if he’d let her go
