Davis hoisted her up on top of the dresser. Nicole’s other stiletto fell off, making it much easier to wrap both her legs around his body. She pushed his tuxedo jacket from off his shoulders, and it fell onto the floor along with her dress. She tugged at his tie with eager fingers, managing to take it off. Nicole threw it somewhere across the room. She was in such a hurry to touch him, to feel his skin on hers that she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, so Davis took it off. He didn’t bother to unbutton it. He just snatched it apart; buttons popped off everywhere. Like the bow tie, the shirt was tossed somewhere in the room.
Nicole arched her back so that her breast would come into full contact with the wall of his hard chest. When her nipples, the tips of them, touched Davis, he hissed, “You feel so good.”
Nicole dug her nails into his back before dragging them up and down while grinding her core into him. She was reaching for a relief that only he could give. She continued to rub her sex into him, but it was not enough. “I need you.”
“I’m gonna give it to you. I promise.” He left a trail of wet kisses as his tongue traveled down the length of her body—searching and seeking for her treasure—his prize. He had promised to kiss, lick, and taste every inch of her, and now was when he intended to make good on it. Davis licked his way down to her nipples, pulled one into his mouth and sucked—hard.
Nicole couldn’t be still. She squirmed and moaned as she held his head to her body while his tongue devoured her. His mouth mimicked the same motions just as if he were thrusting into her slick heat.
Nicole was delirious with want. “Uhmm . . . oh god. I’m sooo ready for you.”
Davis ignored her. He knew how to make her body sing and planned to do just that. He took her other breast in his mouth and loved on it with the same attention and desire as the other.
They continued to grind into one another, shaking everything on the dresser, even knocking a couple of things on to the floor. “I love your breasts.” He did love them, but he was on a mission and couldn’t stop there. Davis continued to kiss lower and lower until he made it to her navel. He swirled his tongue around there too.
He went lower.
And lower.
Lower.
Finally, Davis was close. He inhaled deeply after arriving at his destination. In the process, Davis had made Nicole crazy for sex, so much so, that he lost all coherent thought at the scent of her arousal. There was one more barrier remaining, keeping him from his prize. Davis hooked his thumbs into the sides of her thong and pulled. Nicole lifted slightly, and they came down past her hips and fell to the floor. “Finally.” Davis rubbed his nose into her barely-there curls. Davis lifted them over his shoulders, giving him a clear view and access to her wet and swollen folds.
The moment his lips made contact with her heated core, Nicole almost lifted off the dresser. She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled. Her voice was high-pitched. “Davis . . . please.”
He licked his prize like it was a piece of candy and then swept his tongue between her folds again, starting from the bottom all the way to the top—and down—only to do it again and again.
A thin sheen of perspiration covered Nicole’s body. There were so many feelings running through her that she couldn’t form one single thought. Nicole was one big ball of emotion. Her body was pulsing and clenching on to nothing. She wanted—no needed—him to fill her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head when his tongue thrust into her core.
She screamed out his name and yanked on his hair. Greedily, he ate her up, using his tongue to suck up all the crème that had pooled at her sex. Davis spoke as he consumed her. “Mmm. . . Good?”
The vibration of his voice only made the sensation that much more intense. Nicole squeezed her eyes shut. “Soooo good.”
He continued to make love to her with his mouth.
Nicole’s breathing started to pick up. Her core began to clench faster around his tongue, and he could tell she was close. He stroked her once more . . . twice . . . then sucked hard on her clit.
Nicole squealed his name as stars began shooting behind her eyes. She shattered into a million pieces.
Davis couldn’t hold back any longer. He unzipped his pants, and they fell to his knees, releasing a powerful and desperate cock. He thrust hard and deep inside of her. Nicole welcomed the intrusion. Her body clenched around him. He pounded into her with unrelenting strokes, taking her harder and deeper than he could ever remember.
Nicole met him thrust for thrust, and Davis coached her on. “That’s it, baby . . . yes. Squeeze me . . . just like that.” The slapping of his thighs as they hit the backs of hers filled the room. He loved the sound of them making love.
“Oh god! Davis . . . I’m . . . I’m . . .” Nicole couldn’t even finish the words. She shattered all over again.
When he looked up and saw them in
