Page 52 of The Blind Date

With the way his cock had swollen in my mouth and he started to thrust his hips, I knew he was close.

And damn, did I want to taste him.

“Your mouth is lethal, darling,” Cedric murmured in a low, husky voice, stroking his thumb against my bottom lip and gathering some spit that was still there from when I was sucking on his cock. He pressed the same thumb to my bottom lip, pulling it down, and I instinctively sucked it into my mouth.

I would be embarrassed if I wasn’t so turned on right now.

“Is your pussy just as lethal?”

My heart thumped so loudly in my chest, and I feared I had died and gone to Hell right then and there.

His question went straight to my pussy, already irritated by the damp material of my panties sticking to my pussy lips.

"I'm wearing too many clothes," I complained, and almost trance-like–because that’s the power he had over me right now–I moved to get off the bed to strip for him.

"You definitely are," he murmured his agreement, moving to join me on the bed. He sat back on his knees and jerked his cock as he watched the show. "Nice and slowly," he instructed, his voice rather commandeering despite the desperate and rushed way he tugged on his cock.

My cheeks heated at the intimate act. Sure, I had taken my clothes off in front of people before, including my previous bed partners, but never before had they watched me do so with so much hunger and desire in their eyes. So much need and desperation. Like their sanity depended solely on it.

My blouse was the first to go, quickly followed by my trousers. I was left in my suffocating bra and panties. Cedric’s eyes followed the movement of my hands as they slipped under the thin band of my panties and pushed them down my legs, baring my pussy in all its naked glory. When his eyes slowly trailed up the curve of my hip and dip of my waist, reaching my breasts that were still restricted by my bra, I knew it needed to go. Now.

I reached around my back to unclasp my bra and drop it to the ground, carelessly throwing it to the side as I slowly approached him.

"How was that?" I asked, leaning in to press a kiss to his lips.

I giggled when he wound his arms around my waist and pulled me to straddle his lap.

"That was amazing.” He pressed a hard kiss to my lips, devouring me. "Since you've had a taste of me," he started, pulling me closer to him by my hips, flipping me around and lowering me on my back. A surprised squeal escaped me, but it was quickly replaced by a wanton moan when he flattened his tongue against my swollen clit. “It’s only fair that I get to taste you now, darling.”

I couldn't bring myself to say anything. Not with his big, wet tongue sliding back and forth between the tip of my clit and the entrance of my seeping hole that tried to lure him in each time he got near. He added two fingers into the mix and pumped them inside me, his palm slapping my clit each time, edging me closer and closer…until he pulled away.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I swore loudly and lifted myself on my elbows to glare at him. “I was so close.”

The complaint quickly died on my lips when he replaced his tongue and fingers with his cock, slamming into me in a hard thrust. I had been so out of it that I had forgotten all about using protection.

“Wait!” I moaned. “Condom–”

Cedric chuckled lowly and waved an empty wrapper. Relief washed over me.

He punished me for my doubt by thrusting harder into me, each thrust building the pressure in my stomach until I couldn’t hold it back any longer.

"I've never been able to make a woman come so quickly before," Cedric chuckled and pressed a hard kiss to my mouth before slipping out of me.

"What are you doing?" I groaned, following him into a sitting position. "We’re done already?”

"Don't be ridiculous. Of course, not.” He bowed his head to suck on my bottom lip the same way I wanted him to suck my nipples. As if he could read my mind, Cedric trailed wet kisses down my chin, throat and chest until he finally reached my boobs. "This is just us taking a little break," he murmured from between the valley of my breasts, gently sucking as his mouth dragged left, over the curve of my right boob and toward my hard, awaiting nipple.

I moaned and arched my back, pressing my boobs further into his mouth, desperate for more. He was more than happy to oblige and palmed one boob, tweaking the nipple while he nipped and sucked on the other. He alternated between them both, making sure to pay each rosy nipple equal attention.

"Break's over." Cedric pressed a wet kiss to each of my nipples before he pulled away. When I pouted and stared up at him from under hooded eyes and long lashes, sending him my best sultry, wanton look, I prayed he would stop with the teasing and drive his cock into me again. My pussy was already clenching and creaming in anticipation of his thick, meaty cock, and the empty feeling was slowly driving me deliriously desperate.

"Well, hurry up and get to it then," I huffed, but before I could complain to him once again, he slipped his hands under my ass and squeezed tightly.

I tried to brace myself, but he surprised me by flipping me onto my stomach.

Doggy style wasn't my favourite position, but it usually got the job done. I moved to rise on all fours and push out my ass toward him, shaking my hips in hopes of tempting him enough to stop the teasing, but he stilled me with a firm hand on my lower back, pushing my hips back down on the bed.

"What are you doing?" I asked curiously, turning my head to glance at him from over my shoulder.

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