Page 86 of Unwillingly His

“No, you take them off of me. You wanted to explore me, so do it.”

I lay flat on my back, looking up at him, but suddenly, I didn’t feel so brave.

“Come on, baby girl, take what you want.” He leaned in and whispered into my ear, “Show me that I chose the right woman to be my queen.”

That was enough to send a hot spike of lust through my body. I reached up and pulled his face down to mine, taking his lips before pushing his shirt down to his shoulders.

Without breaking our kiss, he shifted his weight so I could slide the shirt off of him. Then I worked on his belt buckle.

It took me a moment to find the little latch under the buckle, but soon, I was sliding that off of him as well. Keeping my hands on the outside of his pants, I ran my fingers over the hard ridge of his cock, petting it, loving the way it felt, knowing I had done this to him.

I pushed his shoulders back, so he sat up, kneeling over me, looking down at my pink lace-covered body.

“Watch me,” I said as I pulled down the cups of my bra.

“And what am I watching, baby girl?” He took his cock out and gave it a few slow strokes.

“I want to show you what you do to me,” I said as my hands moved down my stomach to my panties. I pulled my legs up to a forty-five-degree angle, then spread my knees and pushed my panties to the side, running my fingers through my wet folds.

“Are you that wet just for me, baby girl?” he asked, licking his lips.

“Yes, sir.”

“Take off your panties now. You are going to ride me.” He stood up from the bed, taking off his undershirt and kicking off his pants and shoes.

“I want to taste you first,” I whined, sliding the slip of fabric down my legs.

“Good, because you are going to ride my face first. If you want to put that hot little mouth on my cock while I do that, I’m not going to stop you.”

He lay down on the bed and pulled me over him, positioning me so I was on all fours on top of him, and he wasted no time before he had his hands on my hips, guiding me to his ravenous lips.

Instantly my head swam as he devoured me, but I was distracted by the sight of his hard cock, standing proud with a bead of moisture at the very tip of the red crown.

I leaned down and licked a strip from the base of his cock all the way to the tip before tasting the salty sweetness of his precum.

It was so hard to focus with the way he was licking and sucking between my legs. Part of me just wanted to arch my hips and push back into him, giving him better access. A larger part of me wanted to give him the same pleasure he gave me.

I wrapped my lips around his hard cock and twirled my tongue around it, exploring every inch of the mushroom-like head before moving my lips down his shaft and sucking it in inch by delicious inch. I held him in the back of my throat while suppressing my gag reflex, just letting the warm, wet sucking of my mouth work over his cock.

When he slapped my ass, I ground my hips into his face and moved my lips up and down his shaft, swallowing it all.

I thought that if I could focus on the act of pleasuring him, it would stave off some of my own pleasure. At least splitting my focus should have made it take longer to be completely overwhelmed with sensation. Apparently, it had the opposite effect.

Wrapping my lips around his cock and loving each little hum from his lips against my pussy made the entire experience somehow more erotic.

“I think I’m going to come,” I whimpered before giving him another lick. “I don’t think I can hold it back.”

His answer was to place his thumb against my asshole and trail a tight little circle over the rim, sending me straight into an intense orgasm that made me scream his name. His hands circled my waist, and he brought me down onto the bed next to him, both of us lying on our sides, with my back pressed to his chest. His hands roamed my body, letting me come down peacefully before he took one of my thighs and brought it back over his.

“That was incredible, Stella. I was shocked the first time I made you come for me. Not that I can make you come, but how you would go from so reserved, so polished and quiet, but once you got close to coming, you turned feral. There’s something primal and natural about the way you behave when you come apart. It is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.”

His hands roamed my body before one hand settled on my breast and the other between my thighs, drawing small circles over my clit.

“Fuck waiting until an appropriate time. I don’t want to deal with anyone thinking they have a chance in hell with you. Tell me you will be mine.”

His words were growled into my ear. It was a question and a demand while his fingers played my body like an instrument.

“I—” Everything was so overwhelming.

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