Drunk Dial

“Take me to your room,” he growled against my lips, pressing his body farther into me.

This was really happening.

My heart hammered against his as we stumbled toward my bedroom.

We barely came up for breath, stopping only so that Landon could rip the T-shirt off of me. With just my underwear on, I was practically naked as he fisted my hair then wound it through his fingers.

“I love this fucking hair,” he said as he tugged on it to bend my head back so that he could devour my neck. He wove his fingers deeper into my long tresses as the sucking intensified.

He then lowered his head down to my breasts and took my nipple between his teeth before clamping down on it. He smiled over my skin as I flinched from the pleasurable pain. His rough hand palmed the opposite breast, squeezing my tender skin.

I loved that he wasn’t going easy on me, that he knew I could handle this. Then again, I really couldn’t picture being with him in any other way. He was a sexual force to be reckoned with.

My clit was swollen from his teasing my breasts. My panties were soaked. Feeling desperate, I grabbed his chin, leading his mouth back up toward mine so that I could taste him again. Taking his tongue ring between my teeth, I gently pulled on it. He moaned into my mouth and kissed me even harder, this time pressing his erection into me as he whispered into my mouth, “Feel that.”

Nothing was left to the imagination now. He was massive. I could feel his cock hot and throbbing against me, and it seemed to take up a good portion of his upper thigh. Just the thought of what it would feel like inside of me made me wetter.

I brazenly pressed my clit up against his jeans and rubbed myself over his cock. He wrapped both of his hands firmly around my ass and guided me as I continued to grind over him through our clothes.

“I can feel how wet you are through my pants. Holy shit.” He let out a shaky breath into my mouth. “You feel so fucking good but keep that up, and you’re about to get fucked in two seconds.”

“That’s what I want.”

When I looked up at him and smiled, I could see the visceral need in his glassy eyes. They were filled with lust and practically fucking me all their own.

Landon pulled at the side of my underwear then slipped two of his fingers underneath the elastic. I pulsated around him as he slowly sank them inside of me. He closed his eyes in ecstasy as he felt my wet heat for the first time. This made me realize more than ever how badly I needed more. Tightening my muscles, I squeezed against his fingers as he moaned in response.

He suddenly pulled his fingers out of me before kneeling down. He slid my panties down before tossing them aside but stayed on his knees as he buried his face between my legs. His fingers dug into my ass cheeks as he unapologetically worked his tongue around my pussy, the coolness of his metal tongue ring enhancing the arousal. Bending my head back, I realized that I could’ve easily come.

His muffled sounds vibrated through my core as he used his entire face to ensure that my tender clit experienced unprecedented pleasure. At one point, he stopped and looked up at me before slowly standing up and unbuckling his pants. He whipped his belt across the room then lowered his zipper.

Panting, I watched as his jeans fell to the ground before he kicked them aside. When he slipped his shirt off, I marveled at the sight of his rock-hard, tattooed chest, getting an up close and personal look at it like never before. His body was like a chiseled canvas of fine art, a pure delight for my eyes. I wanted to lick a line down the happy trail of hair dividing his lower ab muscle.

He was standing before me in nothing but his black boxer briefs. The material did nothing to mask the outline of his package. The tip of his cock was sticking out at the top, and I could see his shiny piercing for the first time in the flesh.

I licked my lips in anticipation as he placed his hands on his waistband and slowly lowered his briefs, causing his cock to spring forward in all of its glory. That sight brought me to my knees both literally and figuratively.

Unable to resist, I wrapped my hand around his hot flesh, relishing the silky feel of his shaft. Yearning to lick the small bead of precum surrounding the piercing, I swirled my tongue around his thick crown as if it was slowly dancing around the cock ring. He tasted delicious. I couldn’t say that anything had ever given me more pleasure than this. Unable to stop, I began to take him deeper as he gathered my hair in his hand so that he could watch his cock moving in and out of my mouth.