I lift my head to get to his mouth, but he pulls back. “Get out of your shorts, Angel.”
Quickly, I shove my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and tug them down, kicking them off. Still sitting back on his calves in his jeans, his eyes wander over me lazily. “Christ, where the fuck do I start?” he asks roughly as his large, rough hands slide up my smooth skin from my ankles to my thighs where he pulls my knees apart. Leaning forward, his beard scrapes across my skin before his lips touch my belly at the same time as his fingers slide down my inner thighs.
My lungs burn with anticipation, knowing what’s coming, and I fight myself to keep still, to wait for his touch, when all I want to do is lift my hips and beg. “Harlen,” I pant when his fingers part my slick folds, and his eyes come to me through his thick, dark lashes as his mouth dips between my legs. “Oh God.” The first touch of his tongue against my clit makes my hands and toes curl into the bedding under me. I lose his stare completely when I dig my head into the pillow behind my head and lift my hips into his talented mouth as he goes from tasting me to eating me like a man starved, nipping and licking every part of me spread open to him. When his thumb slides inside me, I lose hold on my sanity and come hard, so hard that I scream as my body convulses and I see bright lights. Breathing heavy, I lift my head and watch him pull out a condom from his wallet and kick off his jeans. Sitting up as best as I can, I start to wrap my hand around his thick length, but he stops me grabbing my wrist.
“You touch me, I won’t last,” he growls, ripping open the condom with his teeth. He drops the wrapper to the bed then slides the condom down his length. He’s big. Long and thick. Perfect.
“I feel like this is when I should ask if it’s going to fit,” I whisper, and his eyes meet mine then he grins at me.
“It will fit.” He leans over me, forcing me back down onto the bed and kissing me again. He thrusts his tongue into my mouth while he slides his cock up and down through my wetness. Squirming under him, I gasp into his mouth when he fills me up in one deep stroke. “You okay?”
“Yes,” I exhale, circling his hips with my legs, and he slides out then back in, slow at first before picking up speed. Capturing both my wrists, he pulls them up above my head and pounds into me while taking my mouth in another deep kiss. I try to move with him, but it seems all I can do is hang on for the ride. Just when I’m getting close, he lets my hands go, flips me to my belly, pulls up my hips, and slides back in. My neck arches and my hair flies, whipping against my back as he wraps one hand around my hip and the other cups my breast.
“Touch yourself. Help me get you there.” He nips my shoulder, and I moan, pulling one hand from the bed and bringing it between my legs. Circling my clit, his fingers join mine between my legs and I hear him groan as I start to come around his length while he fucks me. God! My forehead drops down to the mattress and both my hands slide out in front of me as he fucks me through my orgasm, never letting up on my clit, even when he pulls me up so I’m sitting on his thighs and impaled on his cock.
“Harlen,” I moan as he thrusts into me hard, rolling my clit and sending me over the edge once more before my last orgasm has even washed away. Feeling his teeth sink into my shoulder, I listen to him groan as his hips jerk and he comes. I close my eyes and let my head fall back to his shoulder, spent, out of breath, and exhausted.
Feeling his lips kiss my shoulder where he bit me, I open my eyes and turn my head to look at him. “You’re gonna have a mark.” He touches the spot gently with his lips and I shake my head.
“I don’t care,” I reply, and he smiles then slides his hand up to circle my neck. He brings my face closer to his for a soft, intimate kiss that ends when he slides out of me and I mewl from the loss of him.
“Be right back.” He kisses my shoulder before letting me go. I fall down onto the bed and feel my stomach melt when he pulls the blanket out from under my hip to toss it over me. Watching him walk naked to the bathroom, I close my eyes and curl myself around my pillow, needing to rest for just a minute.