Page 8 of Fumbled Love

She grinned. “There’s a first time for everything.”

My nostrils flared as her red-painted lips wrapped around my cock. She teased my tip with her tongue before it disappeared into her mouth. It felt better than I imagined. I was mesmerized by watching her take me in, inch by inch. The harder she sucked, the harder it was for me to hold back. She teased me with her tongue, moving it up and down and squeezing my head with enough pressure to make the room spin.

I was on the brink of losing control, but I wanted to take my time with this woman. Yet every smooth glide of her tongue made my dick grow more impatient. I tried to pull away, but she held me in place, slanting her head to take me deeper. I fisted her hair, wrapping it around my hand in a firm grip. Watching this was enough to send me over the edge. I focused on holding on for as long as possible, but my self-restraint had limits. She sucked me off while raking her nails along my thighs, and I knew I was close to losing it. When I hit the back of her throat and saw her eyes water, I’d had enough.

I jerked away from her, trying to get my breathing under control. “We’re moving this over to the bed.”

“You’re awfully demanding.” She looked amused as I helped her to her feet.

“I’m impatient.” I pulled her dress over her head and inhaled deeply.

I backed her up to the mattress, and laid her down gently. Her skin was smooth and flawless. She was toned and fit, curvy in all the right places. I wanted to map out her body with my hands and mouth and memorize every inch of her. When she peered up at me through her lashes, something I couldn’t explain moved through me. My heart pounded in my chest, and I had to take a deep swallow to calm down.

I kneeled on the bed and took a minute to admire her. Why did this feel different? The chemistry and the connection didn’t feel forced or foreign. It felt oddly familiar. I knocked that thought out of my head because, clearly, I was losing it.

I unzipped her boots and slid them off her feet. She laughed when I threw them over my shoulder, and they landed on the chair.

“You’ve got quite the throw.”

I flashed her a grin while sliding her panties down her legs. “Some people would say my arm was worth about thirty-million dollars.”

She rolled her eyes. “It’s a good thing I only need you to use your hands and mouth then.”

“Don’t forget these.” I parted her open and gently moved my fingers in and out.

“Oh, yes.” She arched her back. “You definitely need to get those insured too.”

I laughed and brought my head between her legs. “And don’t forget this.” I swiped my tongue against her clit. She squirmed beneath me as I searched for that bundle of nerves that would set her off.

“That,” she said in between breaths, “is worth a hefty ahhh…” she cried out as I drove my tongue in deeper. Her fingers landed in my hair as she pushed my face closer. She was trying to position me where she wanted me, but I had other plans for her.

I grabbed her wrist and lifted my head. “I want you to turn the other way and put your hands on the headboard.” She looked like she wanted to argue, so I dragged my tongue along her opening. “Please.”

She turned over, got on her knees, and I moved up the bed and positioned myself exactly where I needed to be. I looked up at the beautiful sight above me and dug my fingers into her ass cheeks. “Now ride my face, beautiful.”

She gripped the headboard and started rocking against my mouth. Her head fell back in a moan as she got into a steady rhythm. I grabbed her ass, pulling her tighter against my mouth. Her soft sighs grew heavier, matching the rise and fall of her chest. I added a finger for extra pressure, letting her know who was still in control. Maybe I needed the reminder for myself because the woman had me feeling powerless and unsettled.

She squeezed her eyes shut, so I buried my face deeper, pushing her to the point of no return. I was already teetering on the edge, but I wasn’t stopping until she was finished. I wrapped my arms around her legs, holding on tight as her thighs began to tremble. Watching her fall apart and lose control was a sight I never wanted to forget.

Knowing I had the power to bring such a strong, independent woman to the brink felt almost as good as scoring a touchdown. Actually, it felt better. So much better. I needed to be inside her, and I had a feeling once I had her, it wouldn’t be enough.

She collapsed on my side, landing on her back, seeming utterly satisfied. I stood up and swallowed tightly at the sight in front of me. Her breasts were full and heaving, her lips were parted open, and her messy hair hung lazily along her shoulders. She was beautiful. She was perfect, and at that moment, she was all mine.

My body vibrated with need as I tore off the rest of my clothes. The shirt I wore sailed across the room, landing in a haphazard mess with the rest of our clothing.

Planting my knee on the bed, I licked my lips, still tasting her on my tongue. I grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head. My mouth closed around her nipple while my free hand found the other one.

Trailing my fingers up her thigh, I kept my touch featherlight. Her body tensed with anticipation when I pushed her legs apart. Placing a hard kiss on her lips, I rubbed my thumb over her clit and moved my fingers in and out. Her arousal gave me the power to keep going, all the while hoping like hell my release wouldn’t come before I was ready.

I lined myself up at her entrance and pushed inside. Everything felt tight and warm as I inched my way in slowly. My head fell back in pleasure, my eyes slid closed, and my cock jerked in happiness. Every nerve ending in my body burned hotter as her nails dug into my back. My eyes pinched tight, and I gave her a minute to adjust. I started to move until my hips found the perfect rhythm. I couldn’t remember anything ever feeling this good in my life. So hot. So warm. So…My body stilled.

Fuck! My eyes flew open. “I forgot the condom.”

I jumped off the bed so fast you would have thought my ass was on fire. I fished the condom out of my wallet, tore the wrapper off, and slid it over the body part where it should have been all along.

How could I be so reckless? What was it about this woman that made me lose all common sense?

“Sorry about that,” I murmured as I kneeled back on the bed. “I didn’t mean to react like that. I just…”

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