Page 52 of Sizzling

I turned to see him lying down on the tiled floor on his back. When my eyes met his, I felt a tremor run through me at the sight of his face wet with … me.

I moved, not waiting for him to change his mind. Walking over to where he was lying, I placed a foot on each side of his head. He ran his hands up my calves as I lowered myself over him. When I was on my knees, he took control, grabbing my waist and pulling me down until his tongue was shoved inside of me, followed by a finger.

The moment he flicked my clit with his tongue, I lost any control I had managed to gather. Rocking my hips, I rode his mouth and fingers while the intensity began to build inside me again. Storm’s other hand slid down until I felt a finger press against my back entrance, and I tensed.

A deep chuckle vibrated against me. “Easy, baby. I’m just playing.”

The darkness in his voice had me panting again and taking my pleasure from him. He never pushed his fingertip inside the small, puckered, untouched-until-now hole, but the way he gently massaged it somehow made me wilder. More desperate. His name fell from my lips over and over again as a powerful orgasm slammed into me.

“Fuck yeah.” Storm’s deep voice made me shiver as I jerked over him. His tongue still tasting me.

Feeling weak, I slowed as the reality of what I’d done sank in.

One more swipe of his tongue, and then Storm slapped me on my right butt cheek. I managed to lift myself off him without crumpling to the floor. Standing, I moved over to the bench and sank down onto it. My panties and pajama bottoms lay on the cold tiles as if they were mocking me. Reminding me how stupid I was when it came to Storm.

“Get on the floor,” Storm demanded.

My eyes snapped up to meet his face as he stood there, unzipping his pants. Was he going to fuck me? The way my vagina pulsed as if I hadn’t just had a record-breaking orgasm showed exactly how weak I was when it came to this man.

He pointed at the floor as he shoved his jeans down just below his hips. I sat there, transfixed, as he pulled out a long, thick, and pierced penis. Sweet Jesus. He had a bar through the tip. How would that feel inside me? Could I feel it through a condom?

His hand slid up and down it, and I watched unable to look away.

“Floor!” he growled angrily.

I moved then. Scrambling to get up and do as I had been told.

“Take off that fucking top,” he said.

Taking the hem, I slid it up and over my head with my back to him, then let it fall to the floor.

“Turn around.” His command this time sounded less harsh and as if he was struggling with his breathing.

Finally feeling some power, I twisted to glance back at him before letting my full front come into view. His eyes flared, and my entire body sang with pleasure at the sight. He wanted me as badly as I did him.

“On your back. Knees bent and legs open.”

He was so demanding. I went to my knees, then moved onto my bottom before lying back and getting in the position he’d asked for. He used his free hand to shove his jeans down to his ankles, and then he motioned for me to scoot closer to him with his fingers, all the while rolling his thick erection up and down with his right hand. The metal bar glistened with his pre-cum, and I was mesmerized.

Storm’s eyes slowly roamed over my body as he began to jack off faster.

“I don’t have a condom,” he said, “so I’m gonna coat you in my cum.”

Oh. Oh God. I sucked in a breath.

“I thought about letting you take it down your throat,” he said through his teeth. “But I want to see it on those tits and watch it drip over your thighs and pussy.”

Unable to take any more, I eased my hand down until my fingers slid between my legs. Keeping my eyes on Storm, I saw his gaze darken.

“That’s it. Touch that hot little cunt. Let me see you fuck yourself.”

Slipping my middle finger inside, I lifted my hips off the floor and let out a low moan as he began to pump himself harder. I’d never done this before, but damn, it was hot. Something about knowing you wanted to fuck so bad and were denying yourself.

“Motherfucker, I want to sink my dick into that sopping wet cunt,” he growled as the room was filled with sounds of his heavy breathing.

When he stepped forward, the veins on his neck standing out, his jaw clenched tight, I knew he was there.

“GAH!” he shouted as the first shot of his thick white release was on my chest. The next one hit my hand as I reached my own climax. Another on my stomach, and then the last one landed on my right thigh.

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