Page 22 of Her Supermodel Stalker
I groan and lick her silky lips greedily, savoring her sweet juice that’s dripping out in constant flows. Fuck me. She’s so hot. How did I get so lucky? I thrust my tongue into her feminine passage and press my thumb on her swollen clit, rubbing it gently first and then roughly as she wriggles and begs me for more.
“Oh, God!” she mewls. “I’m gonna come.”
Damn. I’ve barely started. I slow down deliberately, wanting to play with her longer, but she protests. “Please, don’t stop. I need —!”
I do as she begs, twirling my tongue faster along her walls and rubbing her nub with a desperation that matches the urgency of her moans.
She erupts, spilling a puddle of cream onto my face.
I scoop her up in my arms and sit down, holding her trembling body and kissing her head.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
“Take me,” she rasps.
“I will, but not here,” I say. And then, I carry her over to the passenger seat and start the engine.
My cock throbbing in my pants, I drive as calmly as I can on the dark country road, which seems endless in my impatient state of mind. I leave my car on the driveway instead of waiting for the garage door to open and lead Lexi out of the car. I don’t hold her, although her scent and her warmth are hard to resist because if I do, we’ll never make it out of the driveway.
I pin her against the door as soon as I close the front door behind us, ravishing her sweet mouth once again before I carry her up the stairs.
Chapter 11
Lexi
“I don’t want to ruin the dress,” I say to Devin once we’re in his bedroom. “Let me take it off first.”
“Okay,” he says, following me into the bathroom.
With trembling hands and ragged breathing, he helps me to unzip my dress and lets the dress fall to the ground. I pick it up and place it on top of the pile of my own clothes.
I’m taking off my earrings when Devin holds me from behind. He kisses the back of my neck as his hands travel up from my belly to my breasts. He cups them and strokes them gently, making it impossible for me to concentrate on what I’m doing. I leave the earrings on and reach back to hold his face.
I look at us in the mirror, watching his strong hands molding my mounds, pushing them up and pinching my swollen points. Oh, my. I’m damp between my thighs again and I can feel his hardness pushing against my buttock. I wriggle, grinding him deliberately to make him groan.
He reaches to feel my drenched folds again. “You’re so ready for me, baby,” he rasps while teasing the shell of my ear with his teeth.
“I am,” I croak. “Take me to bed, please.”
He sweeps me up without a second’s delay and carries me all the way to the king-sized bed. He lays me down gently, and with me staring at him wide-eyed, he slowly strips, like he has done so often in my fantasies. Starting from yanking off his blazer to pulling up his t-shirt and showing me his six-pack inch by inch, and then, as I’m wriggling with an unbearable ache, he unzips his jeans. He steps out of them and lets me drool over his perfect, supermodel body for a second before peeling down those tight briefs and freeing his very long and thick cock.
I coo. “You’re gorgeous, Devin!” I say, my throat is so dry my voice comes out husky.
“Not half as gorgeous as you are, baby,” he says as he caresses my naked body with those lustful, blue eyes again before turning to his nightstand.
He quickly fishes out a pack from a box of condoms. He rolls the rubber down, admiring me with smoldering eyes for a moment before straddling me.
“God! You’re beautiful!” he murmurs appreciatively. “Your tits are perfect.”
He says while stroking the slopes of my flesh with the back of his fingers reverently. He then bends down, placing his lips over one of my nipples, slowly bringing his tongue around it in circles.
I moan and wriggle under him, enjoying the sensation.
He then takes my hard point between his teeth and tugs it playfully, sending an aching need between my thighs. Oh God! I want him so bad.
“Please,” I beg. “Come inside me.”
He groans as he sits up, his proud manhood pointing at me, melting me with the mere sight. I spread my legs without being asked, anticipating the delicious sensation that existed only in my fantasies for him in the past years.
