Page 28 of Weaponized

She purrs. I love the sound. Then, her hot tongue licks over the head of my cock, and I think I’m having an out-of-body experience. “Ah. Yeah.” I’m not sure but I may beg. Or maybe that’s just in my head.

She continues her exploration, licking up my length and twirling her tongue over the head, and I am absolutely certain I have never felt anything better in my entire life. That is, until she sucks me into her warm, wet mouth. She takes long pulls on my dick, her hand still working me over at the base. God, I’m not going to last. It’s too good. Too much. The pleasure is so intense. My toes are curling. My hands are clutching the sofa. I’m sweating.

Then, she cups my balls and tugs a little. I literally have no idea what comes out of my mouth. I think I tell her how good this is. How wonderful she is. I know I say the F word like a dozen times. My hips are making shallow thrusts into her hand and mouth. I’m trying so damn hard not to move faster and risk choking her. It’s all too much.

Her mouth is heaven. She doesn’t let up, just continues the mind-blowing suction while she fondles my balls. Then her finger presses behind my balls, and I groan long and loud.

“Ah, fuck, fuck, fuck. Angel, I’m gonna come. Christ, I’m going to come so hard. Angel—” I feel the need to give her some warning.

Her response is “Mmmmmmm” around my cock and the vibration puts me over the edge. I feel the force of my orgasm tidal wave through me and it’s an ecstasy that I didn’t even know was possible. I pump my cum into her throat. My hips are moving in sporadic jerks and I have absolutely no control over them. I feel like it goes on and on. I’m weak as a kitten when I finish and sink into her sofa.

“I need you to come up here to me,” I say hoarsely, and she climbs back up my body, kissing my abs as she makes her way to lie flat on top of me. I pull her mouth to mine and kiss her hard, sloppy, because I have no words right now.No finesse. I can taste myself on her, and I’m starting to get hard again because of it. She wiggles a little on top of me, and while I’m not sure that I have full control of my limbs quite yet, I try to hold her to me. I’m suddenly ravenous.

“I need to taste you,” I tell her gruffly.

She whimpers at that, but says, “You don’t have to do that, baby.”

Have to? What? I’m talking about need at this point. Yearning. “I can’t leave here without knowing how you taste.”

“Mmmmm, Luca. I want you so much.”

I flip our positions so quickly that she gasps. Her back is now pressed against the couch and I’m hovering over her in a plank on my elbows. God, it’d be so easy to rip away that little scrap of her underwear and thrust into her warmth.

Instead, I take a deep, steadying breath and shift my weight to one side so that I’m lying beside her. I run my hand down her body, and we both gasp when my finger skims below her panties, touches her clit. She is soaked.

I groan. “Angel, is all that for me?”

I can’t make out her muffled response. She’s panting as I continue to strum my fingers over her pussy. Her hips are wiggling and she’s clasping my wrist, but not pulling me away. I think she needs the anchor.

“Tell me how that feels. I need to know what you like.” Because I’m not really sure what I’m doing, but I love the way she looks while I do it.

Gráinne

“Tell me how that feels. I need to know what you like.”

God, he wants me to form words right now? He is lightly stroking me and I want so much more but I love the tease. My hips chase his fingers.

“It feels so good. I need more, baby. Please.”

I am so wet, it’s embarrassing. I had no idea that giving Luca a blow job would turn me on so much. It’s not something I typically enjoy. I started out by saying all the right things, moving in a way I knew would drive him crazy. I wanted to please him, but I had no idea how that would makemefeel. Watching his big body shake and listening to his pleasure, which I completely controlled? How his blue eyes lit up in awe? How close I felt to him in that shared moment? God, there is no bigger aphrodisiac. I am so turned on right now, my blood feels like lava running through my veins.

He answers my request by thrusting a thick finger inside me and I squeak. He freezes. “Is this okay? Are you okay?”

“Oh, God. Don’t stop.”

His face relaxes and he continues moving his finger in and out. In and out. God, he’s making me crazy.He’s hitting that spot inside me and I can feel my core tightening.

“More, baby. More.”

His breathing picks up and he moves his body so he’s half on the couch and half over me. He puts a second finger inside of me as he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth.Yes. That’s it.I run my fingers through his dark hair. Mmmmmmm. I feel incredible. I stretch my arms over my head and thrust my chest out. I don’t know how I think I can get my boobs any closer to him, but for some reason, I feel the need to try.

He makes a low noise in his throat and pops off of my nipple. He kisses me between my breasts, then above my belly button. He pulls his fingers out of me and I protest the loss. He chuckles.

“Don’t worry, Angel. I’m going to make you feel good.”

“God, baby, you already are.” My voice is airy, thin.

“You are so perfect,” he tells me as he kisses my mound. I then hear him take a deep inhale. “Fuck.”

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