Page 36 of Big Balls
She moans out my name, followed by a plea for more.Yep, still got it.
“Fuck yes,” I murmur, then slide a line of kisses over to her other breast. She cries out and reaches behind her.
I pull my mouth away from her skin, and she lets out a slow moan. “Ethan,” she says, “what are you doing to me? Why did you stop?”
I lean against her, grinding my hard cock against the heat of her body. “I told you not to touch what was mine. I’m the only one who’s going to be taking your clothes off from here on out, and you need to remember it.”
I reach behind her back and open her bra clasp with my thumb and two fingers. Then I reach up to her shoulders and slip her bra off entirely.
Her nipples are large and the most gorgeous color I’ve ever seen. “Oh Lord,” I murmur reverentially.
I slide her earlobe into my mouth, then run my fingers along the seam of her entrance. “I’ll bet every single part of you is gorgeous.”
I take a moment to place hot, wet kisses along her earlobe. “Would you please show me the rest of your body?”
She shivers at the sensation of my breath, then nods frantically. “I want you to see as much of my body as you want.”
I smile against her skin. “You’re mine now. You see this delicate skin right here? That’s the mark my mouth left on you. How does that look to you?”
Her eyes slide across her own breasts and the darkening love mark I’ve left next to her nipple. It’s satisfying beyond belief to see the shape of my mouth on her like this.
“It turns me on,” she whispers, her eyes sliding closed again.
“I’m going to kiss you some more. And I’m going to leave my marks on your thighs too.” Her breath hitches, then restarts. “Do you want me to kiss you all over your body? Because I’m dying to taste you, to make you come on my tongue.”
She throws her head back against the wall, so I return to her mouth and kiss her in a tangle of teeth and tongues. “Please, Ethan, please kiss me all over. I want to feel your mouth.”
I slide my mouth along Zoe’s neck, so slowly that it might kill us both. I kiss my way down from her shoulder to her nipple again, and when she’s pressing herself against my leg, I continue.
My lips make a line from one breast to the other, then I lower myself to my knees. “Look at me,” I croon to her. She releases her bottom lip from between her teeth. “You know we have to be very quiet, don’t you?”
I slide my hands down the outside of her thighs then up the insides toward her warm, hot center. “Zoe, we don’t want Katy to hear us.” Her skin is so soft, so delicate.
She shudders. “Your daughter.” She slides her eyes closed again as my mouth travels down her stomach toward her navel. “She could wake up. Yes. Okay.”
I run my nose and mouth along the inner line of her thighs and lightly bite her tender skin.
“Spread your legs for me.” My voice carries an unmistakable note of command, and she hastens to do what I’ve told her. “Now look at me while I lick your sweet pussy.”
Her breath catches again before her eyes meet mine. She’s drunk on desire, already so close to the edge for me. I want to make her lose control completely and scream out my name.
She takes a deep breath then shoves the base of her hand into her mouth, sinking her teeth into the flesh near her thumb, and with that, I bury my head between her thighs.
I lick her with hot, wet strokes of my tongue, the bright red layer of satiny fabric keeping me from her luscious skin.
She makes another of those low, rough sounds as I stroke her with my tongue, my mouth moistening the thin fabric, teasing her folds through this last remaining layer of clothing.
I slide my hands up to the edge of her panties, tugging them tighter against her skin. I relentlessly suck and lick her through her underwear while she grinds against my face.
“Please,” she hisses out. “I want to come—please.”
I redouble my efforts, teasing and licking and sucking at her pussy through her now-soaked underwear.
Finally, she grips my hair with the hand she’s not biting, her nails digging in against my scalp. Then she makes a series of high-pitched cries around her hand as she bucks against my busy mouth. “Ethan,” she sighs, and her hand drops down to gently stroke my face as she starts to come down from her orgasm.
“That was amazing,” she murmurs sleepily, and I marvel at how sexy she looks right now, languid and mussed, so close to naked.
I smile at her and stand. “How about we go to the bed and I finish taking your clothes off?”
