Page 44 of Pour Decisions
“Get in the bedroom and take off all your clothes,” he says. “I’ll be there in a second.”
I do as he says while JD takes care of Bubba. Even though JD has had his hands all over me, there’s a difference between him feeling me and seeing me. When we were together last, I was in the best shape of my life from dancing all the time. Now I’m still fit, but not nearly as much as I was.
Still, I do what he asked and toss my clothes onto the big chair in the corner. Despite my nerves, I’m still damp between my legs and antsy for him to get back. Should I pose? Just sit here?
I end up sitting on my hip, watching the door. He comes in moments later, alone. The second he looks at me, his eyes darken even more with lust.
“Get on your knees, facing me,” he says, his voice rough.
I do as he asks, my breasts swaying. His eyes drink me in, not missing a single inch.
“Perfect. So fucking perfect,” he says, half to himself. He peels his shirt off and tosses it onto the chair with my clothes.
He’s thicker with muscle everywhere, but with a bit of softness there that I appreciate. It makes him look sturdier, and I want him to scoop me up and hold me to him.
Instead, I put my hands out, reaching for his belt. He’s so fucking hard that I bet it’s uncomfortable to be wearing anything.
“Let me take care of you first,” he says, stopping me.
“Does the orgasm you gave me outside not count?” I brush his hands aside and undo his belt. “And god, look at this cock.”
He’s rock hard, his tip already leaking with precum. His knees wobble when I grasp him near the base of his cock, and he sucks in a breath when I tap his tip against the flat of my tongue. I suck him down slowly, letting my free hand run up and down the goosebumps on his thighs.
“Get on the bed before you collapse on the floor,” I say with a grin. I scoot over and he sits, laying backward.
I settle between his thighs and run my tongue from his balls to his tip, then envelop him with my mouth. His entire body reacts, like he’s been struck by lightning.
“Kitten, please,” he says, his chest heaving. “Please.”
“Please continue to do this?” I lock eyes with him as I take him all the way into the back of my throat. My eyes water and I nearly gag, but the pained whimper I get from him makes it worth it. At least until things click. “Wait, your back. God, I’m the worst. Did I…?”
“You’d have to drive over me with a truck to make me stop you,” he says.
“Okay, that’s almost a worse answer.” I sit up.
“Not literally.” His gaze skims all over my body, lingering on my breasts.
“Do you promise that you’ll tell me if it hurts?” I ask. He sighs. “Promise me.”
“I promise,” he says.
“Good.”
I get back into place and slowly take him deep in my throat again.
His fingers dig into my curls, his hips canting up just a touch. I’ve missed how he sounds, completely unselfconscious and loud and free. It’s like all the energy holding up his serious walls comes crashing down and a tsunami of pleasure just washes over him.
I’m not going to torture him, as much as I want to. His body sags when I release his cock from my mouth, and it leaks even more against his stomach. I climb up the bed and tuck myself against his side, turning his head to kiss him.
I could kiss him all day long, our bodies pressed together. The soft scratch of his dark chest hair against my front, the nip of his teeth against my bottom lip, the size of his hands cupping my ass. His fingers slip between my folds from behind, teasing me in all the sensitive spots before dipping inside me just enough to graze my sweet spot.
With just a little bit of teasing, I’m nearly coming apart. I nip his lip harder than I intend to, holding back the loud cry I want to let out. I’ve never been able to keep quiet with him. His neighbors in the past hated us, but now we’re all alone. Why am I trying to stay quiet for no reason?
So I let myself be as loud as I want, and I feel his cock grow harder just from my reactions.
“I need you,” I say when I’m close to the edge. I want to come with the fullness of him inside of me.
“I don’t have condoms,” he says, still breathless.
