Emboldened by how his hips are gently thrusting, and the sounds he is making, I use one hand to push the fabric away, freeing him. His cock slips out of my hand and slaps against his hard abs. I reach for it again, but he moves his hips. I look up at him. His eyes are wild with lust.
“Get on the bed.”
The tone of his voice is quiet but demanding. It could tip me one of two ways. Fortunately, I land on the side of, ‘yes fucking please’.
I lay back and Joey puts one knee on the end of the bed beside my thigh, pulling down the zip at the side of my waist. As he pulls the skirt over my hips, the condoms fall out of my pocket onto the bed. He stares at them, then lifts a brow as he picks one up.
My cheeks flame again as he reads the packet. His smirk is full when he holds it up. “Extra large?”
“A girl can hope.”
“Fuck,” he laughs, but he sets the condom aside and finishes removing my skirt. My underwear matched the bra, and he eyes me through the sheer fabric.
That was one place I didn’t need to have work on today, because I always keep myself bare. Joey’s nostrils flare as the tips of his fingers touch me through the panties. Without conscious thought, my legs spread wider. He plants a fist on the bed to support him as the other hand pulls at the waistband, baring me to him.
He pauses and looks up at me again.
“You don’t have to keep checking in,” I whisper. “I want this. I want you, Joey.”
He takes in a shuddering breath and nods. I close my eyes and my back arches as his finger slides inside of me. The sound it makes has my eyes widening, but Joey is staring at my pussy, a look of sheer determination on his face. Either he didn’t hear it, or he didn’t care.
“Need to taste you, Kitten.”
“Oh God,” I breathe out.
He drops to his knees at the end of the bed and runs both hands along my outer thighs, moving in slow circles towards the inner thigh. My legs widen even further to accommodate his shoulders, but he lifts them and puts them on top of his shoulders.
At the first touch of his mouth to me, I jolt and clutch the bedspread beneath me, my legs tightening. I’m practically strangling him and loosen them.
Joey looks up at me, across the length of my prone body, his eyes lingering on my breasts. “Don’t be afraid, Kitten. I will never hurt you. I only want to worship you.”
I practically melt into the bed, loving it when he calls me that. I nod and put one of my hands into his hair. It’s not long enough to grasp onto, but it’s soft against my palm.
He nudges his tongue inside me and groans, his hands tightening around my thighs. I’m completely at his mercy as he dips in andout of me, as he circles my clit, before dipping back in, switching up between licking, plunging and swirling his tongue all around me.
When a finger joins his tongue, I lose it. A tugging sensation builds in my lower stomach, my legs shake. Joey grunts as my legs tighten, but he doesn’t stop. He closes his lips around my clit and his teeth gently scrape across it as he sucks it so hard I think I lose the ability to see.
Stars burst behind my eyelids, my lower body launches off the bed. It feels like my soul has been flung outside of my body as I’m overtaken by one of the most powerful orgasms I’ve ever experienced.
Joey doesn’t stop. He moves with me, going up higher on his knees. My hips lift off the bed, and his hands grab my ass, keeping me pressed to his face as he laps up everything I’m giving him.
When the explosion abates, he carefully lowers me back to the bed. One arm flops onto the sheets beside me, the other is still clutching his hair.
“That was beautiful.”
His voice brings me back into my body. I take a second to realize where I am. Joey is just staring at me, the way he did after he finger fucked me in his gym. I appreciated him stopping then, holding me to let me know I was good with what happened, but not this time. There is no stopping it now.
He straightens up to his full height, my legs fall to the bed. I watch with rapt attention as he drops his boxers, and he moves his hand up and down the impressive length of his dick. Without realizing, I lick my lips. Joey shakes his head.
“You keep looking at it like that, and it’s going to be over way too quickly.”
“We have all night.”
Joey leans down and grabs the two condoms.
“I have a box of thirty.” I don’t know who is more shocked at me saying that.
His eyes are wide, but he grins. “I’m up for that challenge.”