Page 66 of Eye Candy

I wrapped my fist around the root of his beautiful cock and put out my tongue for my first taste of his shaft. The sounds he made were encouraging, so I curled my tongue and licked at the ridges and veins. His taste was pleasantly salty, and I took his head deeper into my mouth as I bobbed back and forth. Chase fisted the sheets beside his thighs as I took him deeper. I knew what he was stopping himself from doing, so I grabbed one of his hands and placed it on my head. He took a firm but not painful fistful of my hair and used it to ease me over his cock, showing me how he wanted to be sucked. I hadn’t thought I could get fired up again so quickly, but my pussy was already slick with fresh wetness. I loved tongue-bathing his cock like this.

“Caroline, you don’t have to?—”

But I made a noise of protest that reverberated around his thick length, and he cut off with a groan. “Fuck it,” he cursed. “Suck me just like that, sweetheart. Let me have your throat.”

I rose up on my knees and he stood, angling so he could really thrust, fucking my throat and my face like we both wanted. Lewd sounds filled the air, and when I moaned around him, he stopped, pulling his cock out of my mouth.

“Stop, stop, or I’m not going to last.”

“I don’t want you to.”

But he intercepted me when I reached for him again. “Yes, you do.”

Yes, I did.

“Do you have a condom?” I asked breathlessly.

He fished one out of his bag, and I climbed up on the mattress. He crawled over me, cock bobbing, and I took the condom and rolled it carefully down his length.

“Are you sure, Caroline? This might be inadvisable …”

Not this again.

“I’m sorry I lied. But you know more true things about methan you do lies. Things no one else knows. You know my favorite movie, my disappointing first love, my sexy professor kink. You know my weaknesses—chess—and my strengths—tits.” I pulled the cups of my bra down so my nipples popped out the top, and he exhaled heavily. “And you know how I kiss when I want you inside me.”

He hadn’t kissed me since that time in his guest bathroom, but he took the hint now.

Our breath mingled and our tongues clashed, each press of our lips a promise of passion. Our tongues intertwined in a sensual rhythm, teasing and tasting. He kissed me like he was making promises I could barely comprehend, yet I kissed similar vows into his lips. I could have kissed him forever, but I also couldn’t wait any longer to have him inside me.

Chase was so rigid, so controlled, and I delighted in testing that control. I’d sensed that when he snapped it would be just what both of us needed. Not only was I right, there was a perverse kind of satisfaction in pulling him off his high horse and down to my level. I wanted him wild with lust for me, and I wanted to hear him admit he was just as horny and depraved as I was.

When my enthusiastic lips knocked his glasses askew, I separated from his face just long enough for him to pull them off. With fervor, not flourish, I unbuttoned my way down his shirt. He hissed as I pushed his shirt off him, kicking off the pants pooled around his ankles.

“Are you cold?” he asked.

“No.”

Reached down, he pulled me firmly against him. His chest hair was springy and coarse, and the friction against my nipples made me moan. Chase was here and he wanted me, and even if it was only sexually, I was going to make the most of it. I threw my legs around his hips and he hauled me against his body before driving me into the mattress.

When I worked a hand down between our bodies and grippedhis hard cock to line him up with my entrance, he made a sound like all the air was leaving his body at once.

CHASE

She was drivingme to the brink and I couldn’t get enough. I was desperate for her. I could never get my fill.

It was verging on clingy, but I said it anyway. “Tell me what you want again, Caroline. Be honest.”

She didn’t hesitate. “I want you to put your cock into me.”

I held my body over hers, ready to thrust to heaven, but she wasn’t finished.

“I want you to fill me up and stretch me out to make the space you need. I want to feel you pumping in and out of my tight cunt, until I’m so worked up I could come a thousand times and it wouldn’t be enough.”

I rubbed the tip of my cock around the soft flesh at her entrance, collecting the wetness she’d made for me.Fuck, she’s perfect.

“Good.” I said. “More.”

Soon she was going to tell me to shut up, but I was so hungry for her, I would keep going until she stopped me.

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