Nice Until Proven Naughty

“Shit…” he pants. “Feels so good…not gonna last.”

I keep sucking, prepared to take everything he has to give me, and on the next thrust, Lucas explodes, releasing his salty taste into the back of my throat. I swallow every last drop, and a second later, he hauls me off the floor.

“What am I going to do with you?” he murmurs against my mouth.

“I can think of a few things.”

He slants his head, covering my mouth with his as he tastes himself on my tongue.

Without breaking our kiss, Lucas pulls the hem of my dress up until it’s bunched around my hips. “Christ, woman, you aren’t wearing panties under this dress?”

I bite my lower lip and shake my head.

“It’s probably a good thing I didn’t know that, or we would’ve put on quite a show for the townspeople.”

Lucas puts a knee between my legs. “Spread your legs for me, sweetheart.”

I follow his gentle command, and he rewards me by falling to his knees.

He grins wickedly, his eyes glittering with mischief as he lowers his head and presses a hot kiss against my clit. His fingers glide up and down my legs before two slip inside of me.

“You’re soaked.”

I lift my hips, pushing them toward his face, wanting nothing more than that amazing mouth back on me. “It’s your fault.”

I stare down at Lucas’s big, hard body cradled between my legs and shudder. He’s watching me like a starved man.

“You’re so beautiful.” He drags a finger through my wetness and circles it around my clit. My body trembles. “And sensitive. We’re going to have fun together.”

“Mmmm,” I moan, wrapping my hand around his head, hoping he’ll catch my drift and keep it there.

He chuckles and blows against my core.

“Please,” I beg.

Two thick fingers push inside of me as his tongue swirls and his lips suck, and oh, holy night, his mouth is magical.

I’m not going to last. My body is strung so tight, but I squeeze my eyes shut, grip the soft strands of his hair, and hold on for as long as I can.

“Sweetheart, you’re going to rip my hair out.”

“Sorry. I’m sorry.” I massage the spot on his head.

“Use those pretty fingers to play with your tits.”

My eyes pop open. I’ve never touched myself in front of a man. “You want me to…”

“Touch yourself. Don’t be embarrassed, Sam. Just do it. I promise it’ll feel great.”

I obey, pushing away any pangs of insecurity. I pinch both of my nipples, rolling them between my fingers while I watch Lucas lick and suck my pussy.

“Ahhh,” I breathe. “I’m not going to last.”

Lucas sucks harder.

I feel my orgasm building and building, rising up my legs before settling in my belly. The tight knot grows and grows, and then a rush of energy bursts through me.

“Lucas!” I chant. “Lucas, oh God, that feels so good.”