HARLEY
I waketo the feel of warm lips traveling up the inside of my thighs, only inches away from my pussy. I arch my body, my back bowing off the bed, and let out a moan. It turns into a low-key cry when his tongue licks between my folds, then sucks them into his mouth.
How the blanket was pulled off me and my legs were spread without me knowing, I have no idea. I’m usually a light sleeper, but since I became pregnant I’ve been sleeping like the dead.
Tilting my chin toward my chest, I look down and find Carter’s sinfully sexy, amber eyes looking up at me. I can only see half of his face because he has the other half buried against my pussy. He looks hot as fuck as he gazes at me with those hungry eyes. Like he’s currently eating the best thing he’s ever tasted.
“My clit, Carter,” I whimper. “I need your mouth on my clit.”
He moves his mouth up and mine drops open on a silent scream when he flattens his tongue and swirls it around the small bud of nerves. My hands fist in his hair, and I pull him harder against me.
“Fuck yeah, baby.” His voice vibrates against me, adding to the already exquisite pleasure I’m feeling. “Fuck my face. Show me how you want it.”
I ride his face, bucking my hips as I hold his head in place. His growls tell me he’s enjoying this just as much as I am.
My orgasm comes hard and fast, sending me over the edge and plummeting me straight into a mind-numbing state. My hands fall from his hair and flop to the bed. My body feels boneless as my legs, which had to be crushing his head, open limply.
I tense again when he begins to lazily lick between my folds, each swipe ending on my sensitive clit.
Once he’s satisfied he’s licked up all of my juices, he lifts his head, his mouth and chin glistening with my release, his lips curving up into a cocky smirk, like he’s proud of himself for making me come. He should be, because I’ve never come so fast before.
I giggle and point to my chin then to his. “You uh, got something right there.”
His grin becomes bigger, flashing his teeth, as he crawls up my body until he’s hovering over me with his arms caging me in on either side of my head. “I’m saving that part for you.”
Shocking us both, I lift my head and run my tongue over his prickly chin. I’ve never been particularly fond of kissing guys after they’ve gone down on me. It’s not that I think the taste of me is repulsive. I’ve just never been a big fan of it because of where it comes from. But seeing Carter with his chin smeared with my release, I suddenly have the urge to lick it clean. Not because I like it, but because I know it’ll turn him on, and anything that turns him on does it for me.
“Goddamn, woman,” he growls, looking down at me. “You’re fucking perfect.”
“You’re just now figuring that out?” I say with a laugh. “I could have told you that weeks ago.”
He drops his hips, letting his cock settle between my legs and rub against my still tender pussy. “Let’s see how you do when I fuck your face.”
I grab a handful of his ass in each palm and squeeze, yanking him firmer against me. “Bring it.”
He gives me a scorching kiss, and I grind my hips up, sliding my pussy along his shaft, before he pulls away and starts moving up my body. He stops when he’s straddling my upper chest, his hard cock with a pearly drop of pre-cum hanging from the tip, bobbing inches from my face. I lick my lips, ready to devour him.
When I reach out with one hand, he stops me by wrapping his fingers around my wrist.
“I only want your mouth. No hands. If you want something to do with them, play with your pussy.”
More moisture rushes between my legs and my clit pulses; it’s so swollen it’s almost painful to touch.
I part my lips and wait for him to guide the head to my mouth. At first, I lick around the tip, keeping my eyes pointed at him as I do so. I love looking at him when I’m giving him pleasure. Knowing I’m making him feel good is a huge turn on.
He bares his teeth, a hiss leaving his lips when I suck him further into my mouth. He rests one hand on the headboard of the bed and cups the other around the back of my head, his fingers digging against my scalp.
“More, Harley. Take me deeper,” he groans.
Not using my hands and with the way I’m laying with him on my chest, my ability to move is hindered. Carter makes it easier on me by inching his hips forward and holding the back of my head. Using one of my hands, I slide it between my legs and finger my pussy. I’m already so wet that my finger slides in easily.
I relax my jaw and take him deeper. It takes a few pulls, but I manage to get him to the back of my throat. The corded muscles in his neck strain and tighten, and I can see how hard he’s holding back from thrusting back and forth.
I let his cock slide out of my mouth. “Fuck my mouth, Carter,” I tell him.
His eyes flare and the hand in my hair tightens around the strands.
When I open my mouth again, he smoothly slides back inside, going all the way to the back of my throat. My eyes water, and I barely manage to control my gag reflex.