“I guess I know where I stand,” I told her and let one finger tease her swollen pussy lips before it disappeared inside her.
She gripped my wrist and rolled her hips, fucking my hand like it belonged to her.
“You know fuck all about where you stand, Thomas. You’ve always been too afraid to ask.”
That was part of it. “Not too afraid to find out,” I shot back and added another finger to stretch out her pussy, to get her ready for my cock. “Afraid you’d send me away for asking.”
“Still,” she moaned. “Afraid.” Her hips moved faster and faster as her orgasm grew closer to the surface, her delicate hand still gripped my wrist while she fucked my fingers. I couldn’t look away from the heat in her eyes, the way she took her pleasure at my hand, showing me exactly what she liked.
True to form, Sadie tried to prolong the pleasure, to stave off the orgasm, but I wouldn’t let her because I knew what she liked, knew what it took to get her off. I pulled a nipple in my mouth and sucked, pressed my teeth into the soft flesh until she cried out, convulsed forcefully as pleasure exploded out of her.
“Fuck. Thomas. Oh, fuck.” She was breathless and smiling.
And beautiful.
She fell back on the bed with a satisfied sigh and grinned up at me.
“You are a nice man, Thomas, and that means something to me. You aren’t always nice, and you’re not a pussy, but you are nice and kind and good. And that’s something, I know you know, I’ve lacked in my life.”
I gave a crisp nod, unsure how to respond to any of that.
“You are nice, and I appreciate that about you, Thomas. I really do.”
“Thanks.” I sounded like a fucking moron.
Sadie laughed. “But right now, I want you to show me just how not nice you can be.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. It took seconds to shed my clothes and climb on the bed where I knelt beside her. “Taste me.”
She couldn’t suppress the shiver of lust that went through her, and surprisingly, Sadie didn’t try to. Instead, she propped herself up on an elbow and licked a circle around the head of my cock.
“Mmm,” she moaned and did it again.
My hips bucked, and I fought my body’s instinct to close my eyes because I wanted to see her take her pleasure from tasting my cock.
“Again,” I growled.
My cock disappeared down her throat, and with a smile in her eyes, Sadie flicked her tongue out to tease my balls.
“Oh, fuck. Again.”
This was Sadie, and instead of doing it again, she released my cock with a pop and laughed. She stroked me in long, slow strokes and licked my balls until they were slick and sensitive to the chill in the air.
“You want to fuck my mouth, Thomas?”
“No. I want you to make love to my cock with your mouth. I want you to suck me until your cunt aches with need.”
Heat flared in her eyes, and Sadie took me in her mouth, sucked and nibbled my cock, all the while her gaze never left mine. She took me deep and tasted every inch of me, and goddammit, it was the most intense blow job of my life. I wanted to come down her throat, to make her drink me in, but more than that, I wanted her. All of her.
“On your back,” I barked at her, pushing her down as I climbed on top of her and slid my cock deep. I gripped the back of one thigh and tossed it over my forearm, and gripped her throat with my free hand, stroking hard and deep, and so fucking slow my cock ached.
I don’t know how long I fucked Sadie that first time, but I wrung three orgasms from her just like that, one leg in the air with my hand gently squeezing the way she liked.
“Thomas,” she moaned hoarsely. “Thomas, please.”
That please hardened my cock, tightened my balls, and sent a bolt of lust through my spine. “You want to come again?”
She nodded and gripped my wrist, a sign for me to squeeze tighter.
I gave her what she wanted and took a sweet nipple in my mouth as my hips moved faster and faster, pounding into her for all the fuck I was worth until her pussy pulsed and clenched around me. I fucked her fast and deep, adding more pressure to her throat until she came within a breath of passing out before I bit down on her nipple, and she came apart.
Her orgasm was quietly powerful, her body shook and trembled as the tension fled from each limb, one after the other. Minutes passed while she rode out her orgasm.
“Thomas. Oh fuck, Thomas.”
It was my name on her lips, over and over again.