He throws his head back and laughs. The sight is sexy, and it has me shifting again so his hard cock rubs against my clit. What has this man done to my body?
He stops laughing, his eyes going serious. “I need to feed you and get you home.”
“Don’t we have a little bit of time?” I push. I slip off his lap until my knees hit the ground between his legs. He closes his eyes for a second. I watch as he starts to breathe faster. I run my hands up and down his thighs. The need to pleasure him the same way he has me rides me hard.
“You’re trying to kill me, aren't you?”
“I just want to return the favor.” I lick my lips.
“I’m not strong enough to tell you no.” My fingers grip the top of his sweatpants.
“I have no idea what I’m doing,” I admit. He grabs my wrist, stopping me.
“How close were you and James?” His eyes grow dark.
“We hung out once. He tried to kiss me, but I dodged it. I was supposed to go out with him again.” I feel some of the tension leave his body. “I wasn’t into him. I let you think it was more than it was because I was a tiny bit irritated with you.”
“You’re going to get someone killed.” He releases my wrist. I get even more turned on by his comment. Growing bold, I pull the shirt I’m wearing off over my head so I’m naked on my knees in front of him. His hands grab the side of the chair. His knuckles turn white. He’s trying to control himself. I feel powerful in this moment, which turns me on even more.
I give a small tug to his sweatpants, and his cock springs free. My eyes go wide. I knew he was big, but feeling it rub against me and seeing it are two very different things.
“You’re big.”
“I thought girls were supposed to like that,” he teases me. I wrap my hands around his cock. It’s softer than I thought it would be.
“It’s not going to fit inside of me.”
“It will fit.” I give a few strokes, and he groans. A bead of cum leaks from the head. I lean in, swiping my tongue across it. The salty sweet taste fills my mouth. I take the head of his cock into my mouth, sucking and tracing my tongue around it. I pull back, letting his cock slip free of my mouth.
“Am I doing it right?”
“Love, it doesn't matter what you do. I promise it’s right.” I feel myself grow more wet, my nipples tightening. I take him into my mouth again. This time I take more of him, going as far down as I can before coming back up.
He grips my hair, moving it out of my face so that he can see me. “Is it turning you on to suck my cock? To be on your knees for me, love?” I whimper. It does. I didn't think this would be something I’d enjoy. I only knew that when he’d done it to me that I enjoyed it. I wanted to do the same for him. “Touch yourself.”
I do as he tells me, slipping my hands between my thighs to find my clit. I start to suck him faster. The groans that come from him have me sucking harder. The need to make this good for him drives me on. I want to make him as crazy for me as I feel when he has his mouth on me. From the look on his face and the straining of all his muscles, I think I’ve accomplished that.
“Kennedy.” He groans my name. It goes straight to my clit. I feel myself about to come, but he grabs me. His cock slips free of my mouth as he lifts me to set me on the table. “Lean back,” he orders. His tone leaves no room for argument. I do as he tells me, knowing whatever he’s going to do to me is going to be wonderful. It always is.
He grabs his cock, stroking it as he spreads my legs wide before pulling me down the table so my ass is on the very edge. He leans forward, and I think he’s going to slip inside of me, but he only drags the head of his cock up and down my sex. He hits my clit over and over again.
I moan. I was already so close. Now watching him like this turns me on more. I want to beg for him to put it inside of me.
“Gerrit. Please. I need you.”
His nose flares. “No. Not until you're my wife.”
I lift my hips, trying to convince him to give me what I need.
“Just a little.” I bite my lip. My hips rise again. He lets out a string of curses. The head of his cock slips down farther before he pushes a few inches inside of me. His other hand comes to my clit, his thumb pressing down in a firm circle as he makes shallow thrusts in and out of me.