He detached my fingers from his shirt and brought my hand to his lips. “It’s okay, Serena.”
Devin could be arrogant, but he was so sweet too. And I wanted him. Every fiber of my being hummed with a need for him. My heart ached for him. Was I really going to let him get away?
When he released my hand, I launched myself into him, fusing my lips to his. The minute his taste entered my senses, I knew there was no going back. Like memory yarn, my entire body responded, melting into him.
He groaned and his hands clutched my hips as his head tilted and he took the kiss deeper. His tongue snaked into my mouth, hot and wet, and oh so delicious.
I pressed my hips forward, rubbing his hard dick against my cleft. My entire body shuddered at the sensation, and need ratcheted up to desperate.
“I want you,” I gasped against his lips.
With a growl, he turned me, and maneuvered us back into the living area.
“Fuck, I can’t make it to a bed.” His hands were everywhere as they yanked at my clothing until I was bare and he laid me back on the couch. He tore his shirt off and lay over me, kissing me again. It was like I’d been starving for him. And at the same time, it was like yesterday. It didn’t make sense, and yet sense had gone out the door.
His lips cascaded over my jaw and down my neck. “I’ve missed your tits, Serena.” He held them in his hands, pushing them together and then his mouth alternated between them, licking and sucking my nipples. Each tug made my pussy clench and soon I was a whimpering mess.
“I need you.” My hands grabbed at his pants, needing to free him so he could take care of the ache in my pussy.
“I’m here,” he said, sliding his body down further, his tongue making a trail over my belly. He kissed my inner thigh. “I’m so fucking hungry for you.”
My hips bucked up in anticipation. “Please.” My voice was raw and needy.
Thankfully, he didn’t tease me. His mouth covered my pussy, his tongue lapping through my folds.
“Yes!” My hands gripped his head making sure he didn’t stop. No, I didn’t want him to ever stop.
He gave out a moan like I was the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted. His fingers spread my pussy lips, and then his tongue was inside me, lapping and thrusting, pushing me higher and higher.
“Oh God!” Pleasure grew with each touch until I was hovering on the edge. I needed to come so bad and yet, I didn’t want it to end. Not yet.
“Come for me,” he rasped out. “Let me taste your juices, baby.” He dove in again, and I cried out.
“Inside me…”
“Come first,” he said, and then he sucked on my clit as he thrust a finger inside me. White lights exploded behind my eyes as pleasure so fierce erupted. My entire body convulsed and liquid heat radiated from my pussy out.
As the waves of sensation died down, he leaped from the couch and shucked his jeans off. Finally, his dick was free and it was as magnificent as I remembered.
He rolled on a condom and then returned to me. He kneeled between my legs, pushing one over the back of the couch.
He gripped my hips and then paused. ?
??Tell me you want this.”
“I want this.” I reached for his dick, needing him to fill me. I ignored every reason this was a bad idea. I pushed away the wonder about why Devin was the only man who made me feel like this. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t met other men since him. I even went on a date or two. But I never felt this pull, this need that I felt for him. I thought it was simply because we’d been young and indulging in a fling. But now, with that same crazy need for him coursing through my blood, I had to wonder what was it about him.
He leaned over and kissed me hard, and then plunged in. He thrust all the way, filling me, stealing my breath.
His lips tore away from mine. “Ah fuck!” He cried out. “So tight…Jesus…so tight.”
His hips lifted and then thrust in again and I arched, finding the perfect rhythm with him.
“Yes, ah, yes,” he moaned as he picked up speed. “So good, baby…I’m gonna come so fast.”
I gripped his shoulders and focused on the sensation of him sliding inside me. Each ridge of his dick massaging my pussy. It felt so incredibly good. My hips rocked and my body teetered on the edge again.
“Faster…more…” I gasped as my orgasm hovered along the edge.