My gasping did all the swallowing for me.
“Good girl,” he said, loosening his grip around my waist. “Now, step back and hold the wall.”
“What?”
He pushed me against the wall before I could take another breath, grabbing my hands and lifting them above my head. “Hold the wall...”
I nodded, pressing my hands against the cool surface.
With a ‘don’t-fuck-with-me’ look on his face, he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, and spoke softly, “I’ll make you regret it if you let go.”
“Yes...”
“That wasn’t a question.” The look on his face softened, and I was sure he could hear the loud beating in my chest.
I shut my eyes as he ran his hands up and down my sides.
I could feel his c**k hardening through his pants as he lowered his kisses to my br**sts and swirled his tongue around my ni**les.
His mouth trailed down my stomach, and his hands caressed every inch of me as he made his way down.
“Thoreau...” I gasped as his tongue skimmed the inside of my thighs.
“My name is Andrew.” He got down on his knees. “We’re done playing that game.” He trapped my legs with his hands and pressed his mouth against my pu**y. Licking me gently, he massaged my clit with his thumb.
I tried not to moan too loudly, tried to keep it all in, but each time he swirled his tongue, my mouth let another sound escape.
“You’re so f**king wet...” He groaned. “So f**king wet...” He slipped two thick fingers inside of me, pushing them as far as they could go.
My eyes fluttered open as he added a third finger, as he whispered, “So tight...”
“Ahhh...Andrew...” I gave up trying to be quiet.
“Yes?” He slowly pulled his fingers out of me and looked up, waiting for me to say something, but I couldn’t focus when he looked at me liked that.
With no lead-in kisses whatsoever, he buried his head in my pu**y and f**king devoured me.
“Ohhh...” I cried out in indescribable pleasure. “Ohhh godddd, Andrewww....Waitttt...Slow down...”
He ignored me, plunging his tongue deeper and deeper.
I couldn’t help but let go of the wall. I dropped my hands to his head, grabbing fistfuls of his hair to keep my balance. The harder I pulled his hair, the more his tongue lashed against me with no mercy.
Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the door, but Andrew didn’t bother stopping. Instead, he lifted my right leg up and draped it over his shoulder. He grasped my thigh so I couldn’t move, and then he slid his tongue into me a little deeper—licking every corner of my walls.
On the verge of coming, I grabbed his shoulders as my pu**y throbbed against his mouth. But he stopped abruptly.
He moved my leg and kissed his way back up my body, stopping when he reached my br**sts. He palmed them with one hand and roughly twisted my ni**les.
“I told you not to let go of that wall,” he said, looking down at me as he unzipped his pants.
I stared back into his eyes, nearly breathless.
“I did tell you that, didn’t I?” He clasped my hand and pressed it against his chest, slowly moving it lower and lower.
When my hand finally reached his dick, I looked down in utter shock. He was huge, massively thick, and my jaw was hanging wide open.
“You don’t like it?” He tilted my chin up and smirked.