Page 76 of Burning Skies
He pulls back, asking for my hand. “Make a peace sign.” That’s a strange request, but my head is a little scrambled, so what do I know? I do it, and he takes my hand and places it against my pussy. “Put those fingers here like that and hold yourself open for me. But keep the other hand on the headboard.”
I do as he asks, nearly collapsing on him when he grazes my clit with his tongue. After a minute, I get my bearings. And then he hits the perfect spot. “Oh my God. Right there.”
He slowly laves my swollen flesh as I do my best to stay upright. But then he adds two fingers and gently presses them into me. That’s all it takes for me to go off. I shriek his name and quake above him as he works me over.
When I can’t take any more, I scoot back and collapse on his chest. “I’m dead. You killed me.”
He runs a rough palm up and down my back. “Feel better?”
“So much better.” Whoever said sex was good for tension is a genius. Pulling up on my elbows, I stare down at the gorgeous man beneath me. “It’s your turn, sir.”
“If you’re too tired, it’s okay. We can go to sleep.”
Scooting down, I press down on his huge erection that’s trying to escape his jeans. “Really?”
He laughs. “I’ll be okay.”
“Okay doesn’t cut it in my book.” I want to blow his mind the way he blew mine. “Get comfy.”
With a smile, he slides his arm back behind his head. “I’m ready.”
I scoot off him momentarily so I can turn around. Then I crawl back on top of him so I’m sitting on his stomach again, except now I’m facing his legs. I get to work helping him scoot his jeans down his thighs. His cock springs up eagerly, and I take him in my hand. But I can’t blow him like this so as I lean down, I scoot back.
Behind me, he groans. “I love where this is going.” As I take him in my mouth, he pushes my skirt out of the way so he can see my ass. “Baby, can we take off the skirt?”
He helps me pull it off, and then I get back to it, but now he can see everything as he stares down between my legs. I don’t think I’ve ever been this exposed to a man.
For a second, I feel like I’m in over my head, but then he grips my thighs with a groan of appreciation, and I shiver with excitement. I suck his thick crown into my mouth as he strokes my legs and ass. When he drags a finger through my pussy, I moan. I’m doing this for him. To get him off. Except he’s distracting me. When he pushes two thick fingers into my pussy, I can barely focus. “Beau.”
“Does it feel good, baby?”
“Too good.”
“There’s no such thing.”
He works me over as I jerk him off. His beautiful cock is thick and hard and leaking precum. After I lick around his crown, I take him to the back of my throat.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck.”
He swells in my hand as I do my best to make him fall apart. I know he’s close, so I take him so far back, I choke. That gets me another strained groan.
“Honey, stop. I don’t wanna come like this.”
I was hoping he’d say that. Because I’m dying to feel him inside me.
Pulling up, I wipe my mouth and turn around. His big hands grip my hips and help me settle over him again. “Do you want me on top?” I ask.
He smirks. “I like being on top, but the view from here is pretty damn spectacular. How about we start like this and then switch?”
Leaning down to kiss him, I nip his bottom lip. “Whatever you want.” He feels so solid and strong and warm beneath me.
Like this, chest to chest, is so intimate. While doing a sixty-nine felt extra naughty, this feels more special somehow.
His hand rakes through my hair, and he drags my mouth to his again. We kiss as I let my legs fall open so I can straddle him. In this position, his cock is trapped between us. I wiggle until it’s where I need him, and then I shift my hips.
“Christ. Everything you do feels so good.” With a tight fist in my hair, he pulls my head to the side so he can suck my neck, and I shiver. “This too hard?”
“No.” I guess I like it a little rough because when his grip tightens, my clit pulses. “Don’t stop.”
