Page 181 of Bridesmaid Undercover
His hips still, his muscles contract, and then on a final moan, he’s coming in my mouth. I swallow as he rides out his orgasm until his hips relax and he melts into my mattress, and that’s when I release him.
I crawl up his body as he catches his breath and kiss along his neck, along his jaw, to his lips, and then to his ear where I whisper, “I want your tongue.”
When I lift up, his eyes meet mine and he says, “Then sit on my goddamn face.”
Then to my surprise, he lifts me up and makes me straddle his chest. He grips my ass as he encourages me farther up his body until I’m directly over his face.
“Mmm, you smell amazing,” he says right before he presses his tongue against my clit.
“Oh fuck,” I say.
“Shit, you’re so wet.” His tongue makes another swipe and then I’m transported to another place, a place where only he and I exist, and this pleasure lasts forever. “Play with your tits, Everly.”
I cup my breasts.
“No,” he says. “Tease them. Circle your nipples, barely touch them. I want you torturing yourself, throbbing, so fucking needy.”
I feel another wave of arousal hit me from his command. I can already feel the sweet torture, the moment when he’s going to let me fall over. I know it’s going to be so good.
I do as I’m told and lightly circle the tips of my fingers around my nipples just as he starts to stroke his tongue over my clit.
I let out a hiss as my hand falls forward and I press it against the wall, propping myself up.
“Oh my God, Hardy,” I say, my stomach clenching.
A few strokes, that’s all it took.
A few fucking strokes and I’m already so close.
“You going to come?” he asks, almost sounding confused.
“I’m…” He strokes my clit again. “Fuck, I’m…I’m sorry,” I say feeling my short trigger ready to fire off.
He pauses, his breath warm on my arousal. He lets me catch myself, allowing the yearning to grow and as I continue to circle my nipples, playing with them gently, my inner walls start to contract, without him even touching me.
“Fuck,” I say as my eyes squeeze shut. “I don’t…fuck, I don’t want to come.”
I try to take deep breaths.
I attempt to settle my brain, to get away from anything but this moment, but it’s useless.
I keep playing with my nipples.
I keep feeling his mouth so close to where I want it.
The throbbing between my legs grows.
“God,” I say as my body hums, climbs…edges so close. “Hardy, I?—”
His mouth closes around my slit and he sucks on me, making my eyes shoot open and my orgasm immediately rip through me.
“Oh my God,” I yell as my body seizes and his tongue flicks over my clit with fast, short strokes, urging my orgasm to continue, my body shaking and shivering. “Ohhhhhhh…” I slap my hand against the wall, my stomach hollowing, my pelvis riding over his face as I seek out more pleasure until there is nothing left to give.
That’s when I slow down, let out a deep breath, and then fall off to the side and land on the mattress, my body feeling completely weightless.
I bring both of my hands to my eyes, humiliated that I came so quickly, but they’re removed and when I open my eyes to see Hardy hovering over me, his gaze still hungry, the embarrassment starts to slide away.
“I’m…I’m sorry,” I say.
