Her Asian god lay naked on the bed, a silly grin on his chiseled face. And she was still fully clothed. Clearly, he was as content with the situation as she was. She climbed back on the bed and bent over him, touching her tongue to the drop of pre-cum on the head of his shaft. Salty and musky. Scrumptious, like the rest of him.
He shuddered under her as she swirled her tongue over the tip, lapping like a cat, and then sucked the first few inches into her mouth. Grasping him at the base, she entwined the fingers of her other hand in his black pubic hair. She increased her suction, and with each stroke, imagined him sinking his great big dick into her hot pussy.
She was wet. Wetter than she’d ever been. His cock felt sensational in her mouth, like steel under silk. When he groaned and she felt him start to pulse, she eased back, bringing him back down. If he was going to come, it was going to be inside her.
“You like that, baby? You like my hot mouth on your giant cock?” She cupped his balls and bent to lick them. They smelled and tasted amazing. Musky and spicy. So very masculine. She licked over the unique hills and valleys of his sac, memorizing each inch of his private parts. She lapped under his balls, as close as she could to his anal opening. She had heard that men liked this, but she had never had the urge to do it. Until now.
His groan and upward thrust proved sh
e’d heard correctly. She continued her teasing and kissed his inner thighs, nipping them with her teeth. But as much as she loved exploring his muscular body, his cock beckoned her back. She covered him with her mouth again, taking him to the back of her throat. His heat scalded the inside of her cheeks. She pulled back and thrust onto him again.
A loud gasp escaped him, and then a groan. He moved quickly, like a panther in a dark forest, and Allison found herself on her back, his hard body looming over hers. He thrust his tongue into her mouth and kissed her, scorching her. She was vaguely aware of him working the buttons on her blouse, the front clasp of her bra. When the humid air hit her turgid nipples, she moaned. They ached for his touch, his kisses.
“God, you read my mind,” she said when his hot lips blazed a trail down her neck to the swell of her breasts. “Do you like my tits, gorgeous?” She arched her chest upward.
He responded with soft kisses to her nipple, lusty words in Korean. He flicked his tongue over one nipple, and then the other.
God, such torture. “Suck them. Please. Suck my pretty nipples.”
He might not understand her words, but he sure understood her body. He closed his lips around one hard nipple, his long fingers toying with the other. Allison’s body quivered; she lay panting under him as he ravished her breasts. His teeth closed onto one nipple, tugging gently. A gush of fresh nectar slid from her pussy.
“Oh, yeah. That’s so good. Suck my hard nipples. Bite them. Just like that.” She fisted her hands in his hair, holding him against her chest. “Are you going to fuck me? Are you going to sink that gorgeous cock into my pussy?”
He moaned, letting go of her nipple with a soft pop. He trailed kisses down her abdomen to the waistline of her jeans. Deftly, he unsnapped and unzipped them, and then looked up at her and smiled.
She smiled back. Who said people of different languages couldn’t communicate?
“Take them off. I want to be naked with you. I want nothing between us but the heat of our bodies.”
He plunged his hand inside her jeans and panties and into her soft folds.
“Am I wet for you, baby? Do you want to fuck my sweet wet pussy? I want you to. I want you to give it to me hard and fast.”
But he slid his fingers through her folds slowly. Deliciously slowly. Blazes swirled from her clit down her thighs, settling in her toes. Finally, when she couldn’t take any more torment, he eased her jeans and panties down her hips, down her legs. He removed her sneakers and socks and threw her jeans in a corner.
Then his head was between her legs. She closed her eyes, anticipating the hot caress of his lips and tongue. She shivered, waiting.
But…nothing.
She opened her eyes. He was looking at her, gazing at her pussy with rapt attention and a dreamy smile on his face. Then he closed his eyes and inhaled.
This was worship. He was worshiping her body. It was so sweet, so erotic, and too damned sexy for words.
“You like my pretty pussy?” Her voice had lowered an octave. She hardly recognized it.
More Korean words. God his voice was sexy. If only she knew what he was saying. Then she didn’t care, because his talented mouth was on her. He lapped at her labia and plunged into her while his firm lips sucked and kissed her folds. His mouth was everywhere. Damn, he knew how to eat cunt.
“God!” she screamed. “Yeah, baby. Just like that. Suck my pussy.” She writhed under him, bracing her feet on the bed and grinding into his face. She moaned, sobbing as she came closer to climax.
He sucked her clit between his lips and slid his fingers into her slick channel. The orgasm rippled through her, her pussy pounding, the icy hot spasms spreading through her belly, her limbs. His fingers worked her, nursing her through the sensations, slowly gliding in and out of her wetness. Hushed foreign words met her ears.
“That was amazing,” she said. “Now come and fuck me.”
As she readied for the thrust of his hot cock a door slammed, and then a familiar voice.
“Dylan, where are you? Did Alli get in okay?”
Her lover looked to the door of the bedroom. “Shit, it’s Michael.”