I take a step back into his space and wrap my arms around his neck. His hands slip down to my ass where he grabs me. I hold in a moan when I feel his erection trapped between us.
He’s certainly feeling better than he did when he walked through the door, which makes my heart feel lighter. I’m not sure how I was expecting him to feel when he returned home, but I’m glad I’ve been able to help his mood change.
Feeling him hard and long against my stomach gives me wicked ideas. My fingers start trailing down the front of his tee shirt as I lean in and kiss along his neck to the pulsing hollow of his throat.
Grabbing the bottom of his shirt, I slide my hands underneath and slowly raise it up his torso until I can throw it off.
“What—”
I seal his lips with mine while capturing his wrists and holding them above his head. Our tongues search for each other, our teeth clash and nothing has ever felt as good.
He groans and arches his hips into me when I rub against him. “You’re killing me, babe.”
“I’ve not even started yet.”
I reach between us and squeeze his erection through his jeans, feeling it pulse against my hand.
Moving down, I tease his nipples with my tongue and fingers while unfastening his jeans. Dipping my hand inside his underwear, my fingers wrap around his pulsing cock. I rub my thumb back and forth over the flared head. He drops his head back against the wall, and I moan against his chest with my arousal moving up a notch.
Relaxing into my touch the way he does, is hot, and the trust he has in me is a real turn on.
Wherever I touch, his body is toned muscle. His chest is sculptured with only a sprinkling of hair leading to the base of the pulsing organ I’m stroking.
It’s exhilarating having him at my mercy for a change and it’s doing naughty things to my body. I nip at his neck . . . there is no way I’ll let him stop me.
His hands slide into my hair as he holds me against his chest. I’m licking and caressing him with my lips, causing his lust to ramp up higher and higher, if his groans are any indication.
Before I can move further south with my mouth, his hips start thrusting into my hand. It isn’t enough though. I need to see him. I need to watch him come.
Slowly moving down his chest, he realizes my intention and lets my hair go.
Dropping to my knees leaves me eye level with his dick.
“You’re gorgeous,” I whisper under my breath, as I dip my head and taste his passion.
“Fuck. Babe . . . Oh God,” he loudly moans.
Sucking the head into my mouth, I swirl my tongue around the sensitive nerves and using my hands, I stroke over his hips to caress his ass.
I didn’t think it was possible, but he enlarges even more in my mouth.
Keeping one hand on his ass, I move my other to his balls and rub against his sac, and taste his mounting arousal on my tongue.
My breasts feel swollen and the ache between my legs is growing. He’s so damn sexy and knowing I can make him react to me like he does drives me insane.
Wanting him to come in my mouth, I thread my fingers in the hair surrounding the root of his cock. I wrap my hand around the base and slowly start to move back and forth.
He growls and plunges his hands in my hair, wrapping them into the thick waves. His thighs quiver as I take him deeper into my mouth, while pressing with my tongue along the underside.
“Babe, I’m going to come,” he warns.
I suck him and when I hum in pleasure, he curses before releasing in my mouth. He throbs and quivers before collapsing against the wall.
“Enough.” He pushes me off him.
I kneel back and grin when I see the wiped out look on his face.
“Fuck me. That was . . . um, unexpected.” He laughs as he yanks his jeans up and slides down the wall, hitting the floor hard with his ass. “Come here, babe. I need to see to you, but let me catch my breath”