Page 18 of Michael's Awakening
I wanted that tongue flicking my dick like that. He was just too sexy for words. As if reading my mind, Michael sat back on his knees and moved his hands to the button of my jeans and unbuttoned them. As he slid my pants down my legs, he glided down with them and placed soft kisses on the newly-exposed skin. When he reached my feet, my spiked-heeled boots were blocking the way of sliding my jeans off all the way.
He stared approvingly at my shoes and lifted my foot to examine them.
“I want to fuck you with you wearing these.” His dark eyes flashed to my hooded ones.
I was too overcome with arousal to say much, so a nod of my head was all I could give him at that moment.
He worked my pants off around the shoes and then crawled back up my body. Reaching the bottom of my stomach, he licked a trail from my belly button and down to my hip bone before he nipped at the sensitive skin there with his teeth.
I squirmed around. “Holy hell, Michael. I can’t take it anymore. I need you.”
He tsked at me as a shit-eating grin formed on his face. “Is the Princess begging?”
He was amused by this! I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Would it make it better if I did this?” He then grabbed the top of my underwear and pulled them down, exposing my dripping cock. Grabbing my shaft, Michael placed the swollen head of my aching dick in his mouth and slowly swirled his wet tongue along the slit.
“Oh my fuck!” I bucked my hips upward, seeking more of the delicious warmth his mouth provided.
He stayed positioned between my legs and continued to lick the tip of my prick as I thrashed around and moaned.
“Mmm... more. Need more,” I said between sharp intakes of breath.
“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?” He pulled his mouth off me, but brought his hand up and began swirling the wetness around with his thumb, spreading it across the engorged head of my length.
“I think you were born of the Devil.” I teased as I fisted the comforter on my bed and tried to keep calm. My dick was so hard it hurt and I didn’t know how much more I could handle before I snapped.
“You have no idea.”
I looked down at him, and through the haze of my lust, I saw something dark reflected in his green eyes. Chills spread along my body, but not from arousal. What had he meant by that? Before I could think much on it, he grabbed my legs and flipped me over onto my stomach in one quick motion.
A spark of excitement buzzed through me at how strong he was.
Michael pressed his chest against my naked back as he kissed both of my shoulder blades and then licked his way down my spine. I noticed he was still fully dressed, so I attempted to turn around and change that fact, but he pushed me back down on the bed.
“No. Stay.” His voice was deep and demanding.
Did hereallyjust tell me to “stay” like I was a damn dog?
Just as a feisty remark was about to leave my lips, Michael bent down and licked a wet trail up the crack of my ass. I shuddered as the muscles there clenched at the unexpected contact. He grabbed and gently kneaded the globes of my ass before spreading my cheeks apart and placing another lick on the sensitive area.
“Please tell me you have lube and condoms,” he said right before nipping at one of my butt cheeks.
I fidgeted under his touch and tried to focus my mind long enough to answer his question. “Nightstand by the bed. In the top drawer.” My voice was filled with desire and longing.
I felt his weight leave the mattress as he stood up and walked to the nightstand. From my position on the bed, I saw him as he opened the drawer and retrieved the goodies. I creased my brow. He wasstillfully clothed.
Why wouldn’t he let me touch him? The suspense was driving me insane.
Within seconds, he was back behind me. My stomach danced a jig when I heard the cap on the bottle of lube pop open as he squirted some into his hand. Michael brushed a lubricated finger along my opening and gently shoved it inside.
Oh, fuck.It felt amazing and a soft moan passed my lips. He moved his finger in small circles, opening me up gradually before he added a second one.
“Fuck! Yes.” I propped myself up on my elbows with my ass in the air, giving him greater access to me.
His fingers continued to move inside me and then I almost blew my load when he began scissoring them. Twisting, turning, spreading out– his fingers took no mercy on me. Unintelligible words left my mouth in a fast rush of breath as he worked my hole even more.
To be honest, I was a little taken off-guard with how he was treating me. I’d never had a man pay such close attention and put so much thought into preparing me for sex. A foreign sensation tugged at my heart with that thought, but I shook it off.
