I loved how vocal he was during sex. Made me feel like a queen to take my man to the height of bliss over and over again. Running my tongue along each side, I played with him. A litany of curse words and long drawn out sighs left his lips as I pleased him. Lifting a hand to his sac, I rubbed and rolled the heavy weight of his balls, taking him deep. He continued to fist my hair, which was a new sensation. Not something he’d done before. Almost if he were afraid I’d leave him hanging. Either that, or he wanted the control. Something niggled at the back of my neck as he thrust shallowly into my mouth.
When I looked up, I didn’t like what I saw. His eyes were open, but they weren’t on me. They were staring blankly at the wall. I pulled back, and he tightened his hand in my hair, trying to force me back onto his cock. I wasn’t sure he was anywhere near the vicinity of our Malibu mansion in the hills or in this shower with me. Shaking my head, I jerked back hard, letting his cock slap against his abdomen.
“Baby, come back to me,” I said over the sound of the water falling down around us. He didn’t respond. “Wes!” I spoke louder.
He jolted and shook his head. “What’s the matter?” He blinked a few times and caressed my face with delicate touches, using only the pads of his fingers. That was better. More like the man I’d chosen to give my life to.
“Eyes on me. I want you to watch me love you.”
He smiled, and it was the most beautiful thing I’d seen in what felt like forever. That smile was long walks on the beach, surfing in the ocean, eating gourmet dinners, making love, and kissing until our lips were chapped. It was my guy, alive and whole, completely with me in the moment.
Wrapping my lips around him, I doubled my efforts. I took his length in my mouth and kept my eyes on his, never looking away. His fingertips trailed along my face as he sucked in gulps of air, gasping, panting, moaning, and encouraging.
“God, Mia, your beauty breaks me in half. I’m not whole without you,” he said when I hummed around his cock. His body shook where I held his hips. “You’re gonna make me come. Pull off, and I’ll fuck you against this shower wall,” he ordered, but I didn’t listen.
Instead, I shook my head. I was going to rock his world. Sucking hard, I put the Hoover lockdown on his cock and let my teeth skim along his oversensitive length. His hips thrust forward in small bursts. One hand rested against the tile wall, and the other cupped my face. Wes traced my lips with the pad of his thumb where they were stretched over his length.
“You gonna swallow me, baby?” He continued his tiny thrusts as I encouraged him by leading the pace.
I nodded around his shaft, took him down my throat, and moaned. I knew he was close, and the vibrations and the tight ring of my throat would tip him over the edge.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” His eyes never left mine as he pumped his hot seed down my throat. I swallowed with each spurt, sucking down his salty essence.
When his hips slowed to a gentle rocking rhythm, I stayed with him, letting my tongue glide all over his softening length, licking and kissing, until he finally stopped. He hooked his strong hands under my arms and lifted me up. He embraced me, hugging my naked body to his when his lips descended. He took control of this kiss, taking his time with it.
We kissed in the shower until the water went lukewarm and his cock had hardened again. My arousal coated his blunt fingers as he pushed two deep inside and groaned at the ease with which my body let him enter. I was soaked between my thighs and not only from the shower. No, the act of taking him there, getting on my knees for him, submitting to his pleasure made me impossibly turned on. I loved giving blowjobs, but more than that, I loved having that bit of power over such a strong man.
“Come on. There are parts of your body I need to get reacquainted with.” He tugged me from the shower and wrapped me in a fluffy towel.
“Is that so?”
“Yes, now go get on the bed and spread your thighs nice and wide. I want to bury my face between those long legs. Watch you wither under me as I make you come. Get ready, Mia, because once will not be enough.” His gaze traced my curves as I dropped the towel, lay on the bed, and opened my thighs. Wes’s eyes went dark, so dark it looked as if there wasn’t any green left.
When the towel around my man’s hips dropped, I tried not to salivate. I’d just sucked him off, and I already wanted him in my mouth again. Maybe he’d opt for a little sixty-nine tonight so we could both get lost in one another.
One of Wes’s knees hit the bed and then the other as he prowled up between my open legs. His fingers spread the petals of my sex wide as he leaned down and licked me from bottom to top.
“Mmm. You know what I’m going to do to you tonight baby?” His voice was soaked in desire.
Breathing deeply I waited. His thumb swirled around the knot of nerves, and I thrust up shallowly seeking more.
“I’m going to play with your wet * until you pass out. Then I’m going to push inside and fall asleep with my dick nestled inside of you and my head within licking distance of your tits. That okay with you, sweetheart?”
“Fuck,” I whispered, his words painting a devastatingly hot picture in my mind’s eye.
“That’s the plan,” he said and smacked me on the ass hard before he dipped his head.
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