His thumbs kept her pussy lips spread as he alternately flicked and suckled the pulsating pearl.
Jewel’s shallow breath turned into erotic whimpers that drove him wild. He loved hearing her moan. Loved knowing he was getting her all worked up.
His lips tugged on hers, making her gasp. Then he licked slowly. Circled his tongue around her clit, increasing the pressure, the pace.
“Yes,” she muttered. “Sooo good.” Her hips rose and she pressed herself to his mouth, silently demanding more.
His hands slipped under her and he cupped her ass. He returned to the lightning-quick flickers of his tongue against the knot of nerves, then suckled feverishly.
“Rogen,” she panted. “You’re going to make me come.”
He shifted a hand and eased a finger into her dripping pussy.
A cry fell from her parted lips.
He worked in a second finger and massaged her inner walls while his mouth pleasured her. Tremors ran through her body, the telltale sign of how close she was to climaxing.
His tongue circled again, more aggressively. His fingers plunged deep, finding that special spot that he rubbed vigorously.
“Oh, Christ,” she said. “Oh, God. That’s it, Rogen. Right fucking there!”
Her hips jerked. Her hand at the back of his head held him to her.
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Yes, yes.”
He drew her clit into his mouth.
Her body tensed, held suspended for several seconds.
“Oh!” She quaked with her release as she called out, “Rogen!”
Her harsh breaths filled the quiet night. Her pussy clenched his fingers. Her hand kept his head to the apex of her legs, his mouth still on her.
“Oh, God,” she gushed. “That was incredible.”
“Fuck, I love listening to you come.”
* * *
Jewel’s grip on him loosened and she fell against the slightly angled lounger. She gazed at the stars overhead, not entirely convinced they were just celestial ones she saw. Rogen had made her come hard. So hard. And so damn fast.
Lord, he was a master at bringing her to orgasm with his mouth.
His fingers withdrew from her body and she shuddered with delight at how every tiny sensation registered in her mind, in her heart. She was ridiculously aware of him, hypersensitive to his touch and his wicked grin.
Which he gave her, satisfaction lighting his gorgeous cerulean eyes.
“You look quite pleased with yourself,” she told him as he dropped kisses over her stomach and up her ribs to her breasts.
He teased the inner swells with his warm breath when he murmured, “I do enjoy getting you off.” He shifted slightly and his tongue swept over her puckered nipple. Her body jolted, the titillation shooting straight to her core.
Taking her reaction as encouragement, his lips closed around the taut bead and he suckled it the way he had her clit.
She wriggled beneath him, her pussy rubbing against his strong thigh. His erection pressed along her stomach.
She clasped one rock-hard upper arm and a solid shoulder. She closed her eyes and let him take her to a beautiful place with his thumb whisking over one nipple and his tongue doing sinfully delicious things to the other one.
“You could make me come again,” she said. “Just like this.”