“You really do taste good, Malichai.”
“I’m glad you think so, Amaryllis, because what you’re doing is hot as hell.”
She licked up his shaft as if it were ice cream. “I can see you feel that way. I love how responsive you are to me. I don’t have to ask if you like something.”
He found himself smiling. “Yeah, my cock is letting you know, baby. Keep it up.”
She already was, the tip of her tongue sliding under the crown, finding that little vee that had his cock pulsing, jerking hotly, his heart beating furiously along the heavy vein. She licked over the broad head, finding the little drops leaking, telling her she was doing everything he loved. She spent time, lapping them up and then, without warning, her mouth engulfed the entire crown.
His hips bucked. He had to fight for a single breath of air. She might just kill him. Her mouth was hot and moist. She looked hot as hell with her lips stretched around his cock. She’d rolled all the way onto her belly, her legs in between his, her upper body lying on his thighs. She sucked hard and then her tongue lashed and curled, slid up and down and around the sensitive head of his cock. There was no rhythm to what she was doing, no way to guess what was coming next. She simply did whatever she wanted in her exploration.
Then her mouth was off him and she lapped at him, over his balls, up his shaft, under and over the crown. This time she took him deeper, taking in a little more of him. Her fist curled around the base of his shaft while her mouth once more drove him to the point where he thought his head would explode.
When she took her mouth off him again, he growled. Her gaze jumped to his face and he swore there was a hint of laughter in her eyes.
“Do you know how sexy it feels to have you in my mouth? You’re so heavy on my tongue. And hot. Scorching hot. I love your taste and texture. I could do this all night. What would you think about that?”
The idea of lying in bed with her, her mouth around his cock, feeding it to her, feeling her sucking while they just lay together . . . She was conjuring up erotic images with her talk of taste and texture and wanting to suck on his cock all night. Hell. He growled again because he couldn’t actually find words to say.
“Is there something you want, honey?” She sounded innocent. A little too innocent.
“I want your mouth right back where it was.” He didn’t mind in the least letting her know what he wanted. He fisted her hair and pulled her toward his cock. “Suck hard, baby, and do that thing with your tongue. It drives me crazy.”
She laughed as he all but pushed her head down over his cock, forcing his way into her mouth. The vibration ran up his shaft and teased the sensitive crown. He loved looking at her lips stretched so wide around him. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard. The sensation was exquisite. Perfection. Just as the vision was.
“That’s it, baby, use your fist. Tighter. Pump up and down.” She was fast at learning because she listened, and it mattered to her that he was loving what she was doing to him.
Her tongue moved on him again and he couldn’t help but use his hips to inch farther into that hot, tight tunnel. He was careful, but he couldn’t stop the movement, rocking into her, pulling back just enough to let her breathe and then pushing in again. He didn’t try to go too deep, but he felt that suction, drawing his balls up. The slide of her tight fist with one hand while she continuously caressed his sac with the other brought chaos to his brain.
“Baby, you have to stop,” he tried to warn her. “I’m going to blow big, and your first time you don’t want to swallow. Most women don’t like it.”
She didn’t let up and he was already so far gone there was no stopping. His seed boiled up and rocketed out like a volcano. His cock jerked over and over. Hot seed sprayed into that hot cavern. He felt her mouth moving. Felt her throat working. His cock just kept trying to find more to give her before it finally lay peacefully on her tongue.
Amaryllis’s long lashes lifted, and he found himself looking into those blue-flamed eyes. He realized he was still gripping her hair tightly in his hands. She smiled around his cock. He pulled out slowly, savoring the sensation as he dragged over her tongue.
“Baby, you didn’t have to do that.”
“I wanted to,” Amaryllis stated. She sat up and looked around.