A hiss escapes me as I lean against the door of the compact bedroom.
“I want to make you come this time,” she tells me.
“But we’re taking it slow.”
“You making me orgasm every time we’re together isn’t taking it slow.”
I pause and grip her hand. “Fuck, you’re right. I’m . . . hell, I’m sorry.” I remove her hand. “You’re right, I shouldn’t end the date like this. We can—”
Her hand covers my mouth as she presses her breasts to my chest. “Don’t finish that sentence.”
“Kelsey, you’re right, I’m not honoring what you asked.”
“What I asked was dumb. We can connect on both levels. We have. I really want to make you feel good.”
“Babe, you make me feel good without having to stick your hand down my pants.”
“This is different. I want to connect with you on this level, too.”
“Are you sure?”
She nods. “I’m very sure.” She reaches to her side and undoes her zipper, letting her dress fall to the floor, leaving her in a light pink two-piece lingerie set.
“Remind me to get you a gift card for your favorite lingerie store, because this is never going to get old.” I smooth my hand on her back, grip the clasp of her bra, and undo it with one quick pinch. It snaps off and falls to the ground with her dress.
“I thought I was the one pleasuring you?” she asks as she pushes down my pants and briefs at the same time until I step out of them, removing my shoes and socks first.
“Seeing you naked pleasures me.” I push her thong down so we’re both naked.
I reach for the spot between her legs, but before I can, she drops to her knees, moves her hair to the side, and grips my cock at the base.
“Hell,” I whisper, leaning against the door.
Her tongue peeks out past her soft lips and she runs circles over my head, swirling and swirling, while she casually pumps my length.
It’s subtle.
And it drives me crazy because it’s not nearly enough. I know what she’s doing—she’s attempting to torture me as I torture her. Little does she know, I could do this all fucking night.
That is . . . until her hand slides under my balls to the spot just behind them. She pushes up, and my eyes widen in pleasure.
“Fuck.” I clench my teeth together as I feel my cock grow in her mouth.
“Like that?” she asks before dipping her tongue to the base of my dick and dragging it all the way up, making short flicks against the underside of the head. Her thumbs work my balls, dragging over the seam, fondling them, one at a time. It’s an onslaught of pleasure, but once again, not what I need, not what’s going to drive me to fucking her mouth.
“You trying to torture me?”
She smirks and brings her entire mouth over my cock, sucking me in. Fuck, yes, that’s what I’m talking about. I’m prepared to settle into her mouth when she pulls off in one slick motion and brings her tongue down to my balls.
The fucking temptress.
I reach down and grip her hair in my fist, turning it over once so I have a tight hold. She doesn’t even flinch. She loves it just as much as I do. She reaches for my balls, brings them close to her mouth, and sucks them in, her tongue running all over them.
“Babe, that feels good. But I want in your mouth.”
“Sometimes you don’t always get what you want.”
My eyes narrow at that smart mouth of hers and I give her hair the lightest of yanks. She smiles before taking my cock into her mouth again, this time, straight to the back of her throat.
“Fuck . . . me,” I say when she swallows. “Yes, baby. Just like that.” She allows me to thrust into her once, twice, and when I go for a third, she pulls away and releases me. “Jesus.”
Sweat trickles down my back as her hands start working my length, up and down, tugging, pulling, massaging. Her hands work over the head, over sensitive veins to my perineum, where she lightly plays, tapping, rubbing, driving me more and more nuts.
“Babe, I’m about to fuck you in two seconds.”
She chuckles and stands. She keeps one hand on my cock, lightly tugging on it as she kisses my chest, my neck, my jaw, and then matches her lips to mine. I open-mouth kiss her, driving my tongue against hers, aggressively taking what I want. One hand on her lower back, keeping her tight against me, I reach between her legs and find her completely drenched.
“Shit, babe, you’re so turned on.”
“I love sucking your cock,” she says, her confession nearly making me come right then and there.