Play (Dark Odyssey Club Fantasies 4)
He takes off my panties, relieving me of them with the same swiftness he used on my negligee.
Before I can process what he’s doing, he buries his face between my thighs and thrusts his tongue right over the skin of my mound so he can lick over my slick opening and thrash over my clit.
The wild sensation of delight makes my head spin, and mindless moans of ecstasy fall from my lips.
I release his shoulders and press my hands back against the cool surface of the wall.
As I do, he takes advantage of the moment to thrust his tongue right up into my pussy, and I see stars. They speckle my vision then blur it out completely. I close my eyes, and a white wall of fire rages in front of me, blazing in the darkness. Then, like liquid fire, it rushes over me.
“I’m coming,” I moan, and he takes that cue to suck on my clit in an artful skill that sends me reeling into the claws of passion.
I’m coming undone in his arms, and he’s taking his time to enjoy me, not just eager to rip my clothes off and fuck me. I realize why as soon as the thought enters my mind. Up until now, I’ve only been with boys. This is a man. A real man who’s nearly ten years older than me. He knows what to do with a woman’s body. He knows what to do to make me forget what I thought being touched was like in the past and set the standard of expectation.
Just when I think I’ve experienced the pinnacle of pleasure, he reaches up and starts caressing my breasts, giving me more pleasure.
“Fuck…” I cry, and he lifts his head up to look at me.
A smile dances across his sensual mouth, and he slides his fingers inside my pussy to finger-fuck me so he can watch me respond to his touch.
I come straightaway on his fingers, and he pulls his fingers out to lick off my juices.
He returns his tongue to my entrance, licking over my pussy lips so he can finish eating me out as he drinks me up too.
He licks me clean, but the fervent pursuit to take it all has me climbing that ladder of pleasure again.
He stands up, and the bulge in his pants is noticeable. He’s pitching a tent, and he looks big.
I can’t believe this is happening and we’re having this moment in such a taboo place.
He takes off his shirt, and I notice more tattoos on his forearms. I would take the moment to enjoy them, but I want to watch as he pulls a condom from his back pocket and places it between his teeth while he undoes his pants.
His pants undone reveal the waist band of black Calvin Klein boxers, and just like that, he looks like he could have stepped off the billboard for an advert.
My breath hitches when he shoves the waistband down and unleashes the magnitude of his cock.
I was right. He’s big, and I’m not sure how his cock will fit inside me.
“Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you,” he promises with a wild smirk. “You’ll enjoy it.”
I’m too stunned to say anything. Just like everything tonight, nothing feels real. Not me, not him, not where we are, not right now.
Not him tearing the condom wrapper open and sliding the condom over his length.
When he reaches for me, touching my skin, however, that feels real.
He picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist. I hold on to his shoulders again as he guides his cock into my entrance and plunges in deep.
As he hits my G-spot and I cry out, that line we both crossed fades away. It disappears from existence, no longer there for me to contemplate.
He feels so good inside me, and when he starts fucking me, I’m at the height of orgasm again.
He drives into me, and we both moan in the blissfully erotic sensation that consumes us. He fills me up completely with his length and thickness, making the pleasure unimaginable.
I start writhing against him as he pumps hard into me, fucking him too, and then it’s like madness comes for both of us.
We crash into the wall, and he asserts his dominance over me by holding me still so he can fuck me.
Oh my God… fuck…yes. He knows exactly how to fuck me to wipe my brain clean of everything that isn’t him. He feels so damn good I don’t want him to stop. Not ever. Not even for a second.