Dangerous Rock (Dangerous Noise 3)

"I'm going to come on those pretty lips," he groans.

Fuck.

I'm hot everywhere.

A few more thrusts and he's there. I can feel him pulsing. Then I can taste him, salty and sweet at once. I swallow hard as he pulls back.

He spills over my lips, chin, chest.

He groans my name again and again.

I lick my lips to get every drop of him.

Joel pulls me to my feet. He grunts as he throws me onto the bed.

I land with a soft thud.

He slides onto the bed. "Spread your legs."

I do.

"You're coming on my face now." He presses his palms into the inside of my knees to hold me against the bed.

This time, he doesn't tease me.

His mouth goes straight to my clit.

He licks me soft and slow. Every flick of his tongue fills me with this beautiful, diffuse pleasure. I shake. I groan. I writhe against his face, against his hands.

His nails dig into my skin, a gentle reminder that he's the one in control.

I really like him in control.

But I need to demand what I want too.

I slide my hand into his hair. "Harder."

He licks me harder. Harder.

Perfect.

"There," I breathe.

He licks me again and again. Until I'm so close to the edge I'm dizzy. It's not enough. I need more.

"Faster," I groan.

He goes faster. Harder.

There.

Almost.

The tension inside me winds tighter and tighter. So tight I can't take it.

With the next flick of his tongue, I come. All that tension unfurls. Threads of pleasure flutter through my pelvis, my torso, my thighs.

I tug at Joel's hair.