Page 43 of Pigeon

“Pay up. Axel was right,” Pigeon answers with a laugh before continuing down the hallway.

“Called the rescue for you, Ivy. Told your boss you’d be late today. Car trouble and all that,” says the unfamiliar laughing voice as I continue keeping my face and boobs hidden.

“Thanks, Reeves. Now leave,” Pigeon orders as he closes the bedroom door behind us.

A second later, my body is flying through the air. I land on my back on the mattress with a bounce that loosens my towel completely. When it falls open, Pigeon pounces. Landing on his knees on either side of my hips, he grips my wrists and holds them against the bed near my head. Moving my eyes downward, I see his towel is gone. The tip of my tongue touches my bottom lip in anticipation, and Pigeon groans at the movement.

“I’m clean, but I have condoms. You on birth control?” Pigeon questions.

“Yes, I am, and I was tested after breaking up with my last boyfriend. I want to feel you, Pigeon, not latex.”

“Same. No more talk of boyfriends, though. Ever. I’m selfish that way.”

The words no more than leave his mouth before it finds my breast. Nipping lightly at my nipple, he glides his tongue in a circle around it. After a minute or so, he moves to give the other breast equal attention.

I tug on my hands, wanting them free, but Pigeon doesn’t release them.

“Want to touch you,” I say while pushing my breast closer to his talented mouth.

“In time, baby. Let me play for now because once your hands land on my body, I’m going to need to be deep inside of you.”

How do you argue with that logic? I don’t, so instead, I relax into the bed and watch Pigeon play.

Sitting back on his heels, he releases my wrists but shakes a finger at me when I go to move them. Tracing his finger between my breasts, down my stomach, he stops it at the top of my pubic bone. He leans down and places a sweet, soft kiss just above his fingertip. Sitting back up, Pigeon’s eyes meet mine.

“I’m a bossy bastard and like things my way. I want to see every inch of you, touch, and taste all that I see. I like to play with my food, so to speak. If you’re okay with that, I need you to lay still and let me do my thing. I meant it when I said your touch would push me over the edge, and playtime would end. Can you give me this?”

I nod, afraid I couldn’t use words even if I tried. To prove I can do what he wants, I place my hands over my head and grip the slats on the headboard. Doing so makes my breasts rise, and his eyes zero in on them instantly. The heat and hunger I see in them makes me feel incredibly sexy and wanted.

“While I explore all of you, please know that sounds make me hard. Don’t be silent if you like something I’m doing. Don’t be afraid to say no if I do something you don’t like.”

I give a small nod and watch as he drops his head to my stomach. Closing my eyes, I concentrate on the feel of him and the feelings he evokes in my body.

Tongue moves slowly across my abs while his hands land on my ribs. Neither hands nor tongue stay still. He literally explores my body, and the feeling of it is incredible. When he lifts up on his knees and moves further down my body, I nearly stop breathing. Using a gentle hand under my knee, he lifts my leg until the bottom of my foot is resting on the bed. Doing the same maneuver with the other leg, he slides both hands from foot to knee, then to hip, and back down to my knees. Placing a soft kiss on the inside of both my knees, he pushes them outward, then pauses.

Knowing where his eyes are looking, I don’t even attempt to stifle the shiver or the moan. I feel my pussy involuntarily clench then relax with his increased breathing.

“You’re fucking perfect,” Pigeon whispers in a harsh tone. “Pink, wet, and so fucking ready for me.”

When a hand leaves my knee, I clench again. Running a soft finger the length of my labia, he circles my opening twice before running the finger up the other side to my clit. My clit hardens, stiffens, and his fingertip brushes it from side to side before making the trip south again. This time, after circling my opening, he pushes a tiny part of his finger inside. Removing it, he spreads the wetness across my clit. Leaning down, his tongue takes the path his finger has been traveling.

My breath hitches, I moan and fight the need to move. Lifting his head, he repeats the erotic torturous trip again with his finger. Again, he dips his finger inside me but goes deeper. Removing it, he again spreads the wetness on my hardened clit before using his tongue to torment it. Repeating this maneuver several times, each time pushing his finger deeper inside me, I’m on the verge of coming.

“Pigeon, please,” I beg. “I need to come, honey.”

“Take a deep breath, relax, and let it build. I want to watch you come, hard, and then I’m planting my cock deep inside of you,” he orders in a soft voice.

Dropping his head again, I feel his tongue and lips explore me as I do what he ordered. When his lips suck on my clit, one finger goes deep inside my sex. I start to pant. Pumping his finger, lips and tongue in play, his other hand spreads my parts open wide. Showing no mercy, Pigeon ups his game. My hands grip the headboard, my body bows off the bed, and an intense orgasm washes through my body. Before it ends, Pigeon moves quickly. Moving his hips between my spread thighs, he covers my body with his. Pushing slowly, stopping, then pumping slightly, he fits his length deep inside of me.

I let go of the headboard and wrap my arms around his neck, burying my fingers in his hair.

“Harder, Pigeon! Please, God, harder!” I beg while moving my hips to meet each of his thrusts.

Grasping my hip in one hand, Pigeon leans up on the other elbow and thrusts hard and slow. Our faces are close, so I lean up and brush my lips across the bottom of his chin. He drops his forehead to mine and picks up his pace. My orgasm had peaked and started to subside, but Pigeon changes his angle, and it brings my orgasm back to full life.

Slinging my leg over his hip, I use the leverage to push my hips harder into his driving cock.

“Fuck, Ivy. You’re so fucking perfect,” Pigeon groans before moving quickly.

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