She stepped toward me, her steps deliberate, like a runway model moving in slow motion. She stopped when there was a foot of space between us and I reached out to run my fingers over her nipples, confirming my suspicion that they were rock hard. Talia shivered at my touch and dropped her head back.
My fingertips moved down her body, and I slipped a curious finger between her pussy lips. “Mmmm. Ready for me?”
She opened her eyes and I caught a twinkle of amusement and lust looking back at me. “Not quite yet. There’s something I’ve wanted to do since we got in your car.”
“What’s that?”
“This.” She reached for my fly and within a second, had my pants and belt loose and was pushing them down, as she sank to her knees in front of me. “You have an amazing cock, Aaron. I have to see what it tastes like.”
“Holy shit,” I gasped as her breath hit my sensitive skin. I unbuttoned my shirt, my fingers hitching with my breath as she applied her lips to the tip. I forgot about the rest of the buttons and dug both hands into her thick hair. She took my full shaft into the back of her throat, and I nearly exploded with each move she made.
Talia was clearly experienced and I was thankful to whoever had taught her exactly how to please a man. She sucked me with heat and pressure that left me spinning. I worked her head at first, but then stopped, my hands still lost in her hair, as she took over. I watched her work and when she glanced up at me, the sight of her dark eyes and her full lips wrapped around my cock was enough to make me lose it.
She sucked off every bit—and swallowed—as I went rigid and then loose inside of her mouth. She pulled away when I was done and licked her lips slowly as she looked up at me. “Amazing. Just as I thought.”
Talia’s eyes wandered down my halfway bare torso and unbuttoned the remaining three buttons. I shrugged out of the shirt, tossing it aside, and stepped out of my shoes and kicked aside the pants that were still bunched at my feet. “Impressive,” Talia drawled, raking a fingernail down my abs.
I grabbed her up and threw her down onto the king-sized bed. I wanted to get my mouth on her pussy. She had to be sweet. As sexy and experienced as she was, I had to get a taste—a mouthful.
I craved her.
She spread her legs for me and moaned when my mouth went between her thighs without warning.
She was like honey and I wanted it all. Each gasp and moan spurred me on. As she bucked, she plunged her fingernails into my back, and with each cry and stifled scream, they dug deeper. I didn’t stop her. The teasing pain only added to my own pleasure as the rest of my senses melded together.
When she released, she screamed out my name. I grinned up at her, and without missing a beat, crawled from the end of the bed, to hover my body above hers. We fit together with perfect synchronization, even though she was several inches shorter than me.
Once I was on top of her, she bucked her hips against me, rolling her still slick pussy against my dick, urging me on. “What are you waiting for?” She teased, rocking against me again.
I pulled away long enough to slide on a condom, and then I was thrusting into her. She scratched her hands down my back with each thrust, and I was just about to come when she pushed against me. In my split second of hesitation, she rolled me to my back and straddled me.
She grinned down at me. “My turn.”
I was immediately hypnotized as she rolled her hips, sliding her pussy up and down my cock, grinding against me. Each movement lit me up. She dropped her head back and her long hair swung in the rhythm and I got lost in her performance. When she brought herself to climax, she raised herself up and then slid back onto me, and I gripped her hips as her pussy convulsed and shuddered with the force of her release.
When she went still, lying against my chest, I rolled us back over and thrust into her. Her eyes popped open and a wicked grin crossed her face.
The woman was insatiable.
Which was good news for me.
When I finally finished for the second time, I sagged down and rolled off of her, working hard to catch my breath as my heart rocketed around inside my chest. As many women as I had been with, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been so thoroughly exhausted.
Talia smirked over at me, her hair wild against the pillows. After a moment, she got out of bed, and I heard the bathroom door close.