Page 50 of Slapshot
“Unless you have other plans?”
“Couple chicks coming by later, but I’ll cancel.” He winks and tugs me toward the stairs.
He doesn’t bother turning on the light in his room. His lips find mine and his fingers disappear underneath the hem of my sweatshirt. Calloused fingertips and big palms travel over my hips and up to the curve of my waist.
I pull up his shirt, and he breaks away long enough to take it off and toss it on the floor. In the dark I can’t see much of his abs and chest, but Lex has a great upper body. Lean and sculpted, smooth muscles that are the perfect size.
Running my hands up his pecs to his shoulders and then down over his biceps, I’m greedy with my touch before I move to unbutton his jeans. His hands return to exploring my sides. He’s much more patient than I am.
I push his jeans and boxers down far enough that I can get my hand down and take his dick out. Long and thick and so very hard. He hisses out a breath as I stroke him.
“Fuck, Kait. Slow down.”
But I’m in no mood for slow tonight. I kneel and take him in my mouth. Laughter dies on his lips as I swirl my tongue along the tip and then suck him to the base. I glance up at him as I pop off.
“You were saying?”
With a smirk, he guides my head back to his cock. I open wide and let him guide me over his length.
I’m just really getting into it as he mutters a string of curses and guttural moans. He steps back and swoops me up, lays me on the bed, and his mouth covers mine. I’m still fully dressed but damn if I don’t feel more turned on than I ever have before.
“Do they match?” he asks as his lips move to my neck.
“What?”
“Your bra and panties. Do they match again? I keep forgetting to fully appreciate the effort.”
“Yes.”
He hops to his feet and I’m flung up beside him. Lex has a freaky strength, tossing me around like it’s nothing. Slowly, he lifts my sweater over my head. His dark eyes hone in on my red bra. He seems a little transfixed, so I unbutton my jeans, revealing the top of my matching panties.
He kneels in front of me, unzips my boots and helps me out of them, then together we remove my jeans. There’s something about the way Lex undresses me. As if he were unwrapping a lone present under the Christmas tree, taking his time and carefully peeling back the tape so he doesn’t rip the paper. Controlled and deliberate.
His hands slide over my legs and he kisses the inside of my thigh. Lifting one leg, he brings it up to his shoulder and suctions his lips over my pussy.
My legs tremble as he slips a finger underneath the lacy material and shoves it to the side so he can taste me.
Once again, I’m hoisted and moved to the bed where he continues to lick and suck without removing my panties, just moving them to the side out of his way.
My first orgasm builds and then catches me by surprise with how quickly Lex gets me over the edge. He keeps on sucking and adds a finger, coaxing a second orgasm that brings tears to my eyes as pleasure explodes behind my eyelids.
“I think I’m gonna die if you keep doing that,” I say as his mouth stays focused on my pussy.
Through his laughter, he kisses a trail up to my belly button. He grabs a condom from the desk and covers himself, then stares down at me. “You’re so goddamn beautiful.”
Slowly, he slides my panties down my legs, then sits and pulls me carefully onto his lap and I sink down onto him slowly. Stretching and filling me so tight.
Staring into my eyes, his gaze is playful and sexy. I could live a thousand lives and still be thinking about the consuming way he looks at me now.
He fights his release until I’m close again. I don’t know how many orgasms this guy could coax out of me but as the third one washes over me, my limbs go limp and I slump onto him breathless and sweaty.
“No more,” I mumble into his shoulder.
“You say that now, but in five minutes you’ll change your mind.”
And he’s probably right. I’m totally addicted.
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