“Uh-huh?” he asked.
“Yes. Definitely, yes. Please don’t stop.”
He didn’t stop, but things got so much better when he drew down my underwear, sliding the fabric over my tensed cheeks. Cool air touched moist skin and I squeaked again as I was exposed to his hungry gaze. I wiggled my knees as the material fell, sending my only protection against his tongue all the way to my ankles.
As I stepped out of my panties, I made sure my feet ended up further apart than they’d started, inviting him to explore me with his mouth. His touch was exquisite. He began with soft kisses to my outer lips and then slipped his tongue between them, exploring the soft, moist skin beneath. The moment his tongue started stroking me, my knees gave way. I cried out, forced to use his shoulder and head to keep my balance.
He glanced up, smiling. “Would you like to lie down?”
“No, no, no…” I pouted. “I don’t want you to stop.”
“I won’t, I promise. But if I do what I want to do to you, I’m afraid you’ll fall.”
“Right.” I shuffled back toward the bed and sat down, all the time wondering what he was planning to do to me. Still on his knees, he followed me to the bed, a delicious, muscular sex god. How did I ever survive without Parker as my boyfriend? I had clearly been delusional and a born-again virgin. I shuffled back from the edge and let my knees fall outward, inviting him to do his worst. Or his best.
He did. Parker lay on the bed and pressed his mouth to me, sucking gently. His tongue emerged and stroked my super-sensitive skin, teasing me with gentle swirling movements. I groaned and let my head fall back, closing my eyes to everything so I could focus on the way he made me feel.
“Please, don’t ever stop doing that.” I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair, subtly applying pressure to his scalp so he couldn’t escape. His chuckle was muffled because his face was pressed against my body, but I was heartened by the fact he was enjoying me.
His licking took him lower, and his tongue slid into me, probing me wetly as it circled and curled at the tip. My entire body lit up, sending waves of unbearable pleasure through my pelvis and up into my chest. I groaned and writhed on the bed, pulling Parker fir
mly against me, and rocked my hips for added effect.
He mumbled appreciative noises as I begged him for more, and pleaded once again for him to continue forever. But my body had other ideas. Heat spread outward, tensing my muscles until my body arched up from the bed. I cried out, whimpering broken words as I clutched at Parker’s hair. A series of muscle spasms exploded through me, hammering against my chest until my lungs were empty. My heels dug into the mattress, leaving my shoulders as the only other part of me touching the bed. My throat locked and I couldn’t breathe. Even then, Parker didn’t stop licking, pushing his tongue in as far as it would go.
Abruptly, I collapsed back onto the bed. My legs trembled so badly, I had to pedal them to stop them twitching uncontrollably. I made a conscious effort to release my grip on Parker’s hair, sure that I’d torn some out by the roots.
“Oh, fuck….” I managed.
Parker lifted his face for a moment to smile at my reaction. But when he lowered his head to continue, I grabbed him, shaking my head rapidly.
“No. No more.”
“Too much?” he asked.
“Not at all. Come up here so I can kiss you.”
“Maybe I should take these off first?” He glanced down. Aside from having no shirt, he was still in his boxers.
“Good idea. I need you naked for what I want to do to you.”
He raised an eyebrow then stood up, running his gaze along my almost-naked body, and stripped off his remaining clothes. Lying on the bed with my legs apart, I felt deliciously exposed, especially when he sprang free.
“Come and get me,” I said in a tight voice. He smiled and crawled onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs. But instead of lying on top of me, he trailed kisses up my body, moving upward, across my stomach, then up to my breasts.
My body hungered for him. He leaned in and kissed my left breast softly, circling the hard nipple to tease me. Parker sucked gently, still circling his tongue around the hard flesh, moving in closer until he was flicking my nipple with the tip of his tongue. I groaned and squeezed the comforter in my fists.
As Parker licked, his cock rubbed gently against me, stirring a new hunger within me. As amazing as his mouth was, I needed to feel him inside me again. I put my hands on his face and turned his head toward me.
“I want you, Parker. I want you right now.” I rocked my hips, rubbing myself against him, and he needed no further prompting.
He went to the side-table and got a condom; he ripped the foil with his teeth and rolled it over himself. Then he sank down, drawing himself across my lips, and close to my already-exposed opening. I bucked my legs to hurry the process. When he pushed, a long groan emerged from my throat, as if his cock squeezed my lungs. I gripped my thighs, holding them up, hanging on as he buried his hot, hard flesh in my body.
“Parker,” I groaned. “You feel fucking amazing.”
“So do you, babe,” he murmured, lowering his mouth to my ear. His body pressed down on mine and pinned me to the bed. With his arms on either side of my shoulders, I was trapped. But I wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere else.
I reached up and took his face in my hands, bringing him down to me. I kissed him, tasting myself in his mouth. He made me want things I never wanted before. Kissing him was its own form of erotica to me. My insides warmed and I felt even more dampness between my legs.