Our lips meet and tangle in a scorching hot kiss. Ever since I got over the initial shock of kissing Blue, I haven’t been able to get enough of his delicious mouth. It’s like I’ve been starved for years, and his taste is my life saving meal.
I slip my tongue against his and relish in the minty taste. He angles my head to the side, and we both devour each other.
I place my hands on his chest and shove him back. We break apart, and he looks at me with confusion.
“I want to taste you.”
His lips tip up into a smirk. “You just were, baby.”
I glance down at his apparent hard-on before looking back at him. His eyes flare with heat.
I shake my head and say bluntly, “I want you to fuck my mouth.”
He doesn’t answer verbally, but instead, reaches back and whips off his shirt, then starts on the button and fly on his jeans. Once his jeans are kicked to the side, he fists his cock and gives it a few strokes. A pearly drop of precum appears at the tip. I lick my lips in anticipation.
“Knees, Abby.”
I give him a sultry smile and walk slowly toward him, making sure to sway my hips. He’s still stroking his shaft, and it’s making my body ache.
Once I’m standing in front of him, I start at the base of his throat and trail a nail down his chest, across one nipple, and down his abs, until I reach the base of his cock. He hisses and tenses, and I look up at him through my lashes with a smirk.
“Do you want your cock in my mouth?”
“You’re the one that said you wanted me to fuck your mouth.”
I nod, and scrape my nails along his length.
“I did, but I want to know if you want it?” I ask, and watch the heat ramp up in his eyes. He’s panting now.
“You fucking know I do.”
I rub my thumb along the tip, smearing the precum over the head. “Are you going to fuck my mouth good? Shove your cock down my throat until I gag?” I taunt him, knowing I’m driving him crazy.
“Sweet fuck, woman. If you don’t get to your knees, I’m going to do a lot more than shove my dick down your throat.”
I laugh, the sound rough with desire, before dropping to my knees. We both keep our eyes on each other as he angles his cock at my lips.
I flick my tongue out and barely graze the tip. Another bead of precum forms, and I lap it up like a kitten laps up cream. The taste is divine, and I want m
ore. I grip the base of his shaft and give him a firm stroke, and am satisfied when another drop appears.
I take the head and wrap my lips around it, giving it a few good sucks and swipes with my tongue.
His hands thread through my hair and tugs.
“Open your mouth wider,” he growls, his tone sending shivers down my spine. I love his voice when we have sex. It’s deep and guttural, and so goddamn sexy.
I do as he bids and open my mouth wider. His fingers tighten in my hair, and draws my head closer. He slides inside and glides along my tongue, until he reaches the back of my throat. I swallow and my throat muscles tighten around his head. My body hums at his pleasured hiss.
After pulling him from my mouth, I nip the tip, before sliding him back inside all the way to the back of my throat again, sticking the tip of my tongue out to lick at the edge of his balls. The bite of pain from him gripping my hair so tightly has more of my own desire leaking out. My panties are drenched, and my pussy is demanding some attention.
Grabbing the base of his shaft, I start moving my mouth up and down the full length in fast movements. He grunts and groans. My hand is slick from my saliva, so I use it to slide along where my mouth isn’t currently stroking him.
“Open wider, baby, I want to see what my cock looks like in your mouth.”
I widen my mouth as much as I can, allowing a small gap in between his cock and my lips. He watches as he slowly moves his hips forward. With my mouth open, spit drips from the corners and dribbles down my chin. This seems to excite him even more, because his thrusts become stronger, surer.
I slip one of my hands down between my legs. I’m wearing a skirt, and have my legs spread wide, so slipping my hand in my panties is easy. At the first contact of my fingers along my slick folds, I moan, which vibrates along his cock. He growls deeply and rams his hips forward, causing me to gag, which again brings on the tightening of my throat, making his growls become stronger. It’s a delicious cycle.