He plants kisses up my inner thighs. Then his mouth is on me, licking and sucking and biting like he's desperate to feel my release.
What if this is the last time? It can't be like this.
I take a deep breath, trying to clear my head. Drew is eating me out. It's as good as ever. I should be enjoying it.
I focus on the feeling of his soft, wet tongue. I bring my hands to the back of his head, to lead him to the right spot. It's better. A few more licks and pleasure spreads through me. Not as intense as normal, but enough to command my attention.
He groans into my thigh between his movements. That sound feels better than anything else his mouth can do. As long as I'm stuck with the weight of these damn feelings, I need to focus on something besides my release.
His.
I tug at Drew's hair. "I want to try something."
"Anything." He groans into my thigh.
"Sixty-nine. I've never done it before."
He pokes his head up to look at me. "Fuck yeah. Might take some adjusting." He presses his lips to my stomach. "With our height difference."
He kisses his way to my chest. My neck. My lips. I kiss him harder, plunging my tongue into his mouth. I need this kind of intensity. I need to be in control of something, because I'm sure as shit not in control of my feelings.
I release him. "I want on top."
"Yes Ma’am." He brings his body next to mine, propping his head and neck up with a few pillows. He pats his shoulders. "Knees here."
I turn my body and plant my knees near his shoulders. His hands go to my hips and he pulls me onto his mouth. His tongue plunges inside me. He's not wasting any time.
I have an amazing view of his body, from his chest to his toes. I spend a long moment taking it in. The details pull me back into the moment. I trace the lines of his chest piece. The lines of his stomach. I shift lower, wrapping my hands around his cock.
It takes a few tries to get into position. I brush my lips against his cock, teasing him until his nails sink into my hips. I'm merciless. I flick my tongue against his tip again and again, until he groans against me.
Yes. That's what I need. I take him into my mouth and slide my tongue around him. He gets more aggressive with his movements, licking harder, sliding two fingers into my sex and rubbing against my g-spot. I respond with equal enthusiasm, sucking hard, taking him as deep as I can.
There's something amazing about the position, giving and receiving at once. He's making me feel good, and I'm making him feel good. It's like an endless cycle of pleasure, better and better and better.
I love the feel of him in my mouth. The taste. The way his thighs shudder and his nails sink into my skin.
He moves faster. Harder. An orgasm rises up inside me. This time, it's not just pressure. It's pleasure too. We're so good together here. It's possible we can be good together when our clothes are on.
I suck as hard as I can. I dig my fingers into his thighs. I moan against him.
The next flick of his tongue sends me over the edge. My sex pulses as I come. It's intense, unrelenting. I channel the feelings into my movements.
Drew groans into my thigh. He grabs my hips, shifting me. "I want to come inside you."
I flick my tongue against him one more time, then shift. I don't give Drew time to get on top. I turn around, plant my knees outside his hips, and bring my body onto his.
His cock slides inside me. I'm already throbbing. The depth is intense. But I'm in control of this. I rock my hips, riding him.
He grabs onto my hips, thrusting into me with the same rhythm.
"You're so fucking sexy." He stares up at me like he's lost in how much he loves my body.
I move faster. Until I'm out of breath. Until my thighs are burning.
Drew's groans spur me on. Pleasure spills into his expression. His eyes close. His teeth sink into his lips.
"Fuck, Kara." He digs his nails into my skin. "I'm gonna come."
He thrusts violently, forcefully. I press my hands against his chest, widening my knees so he can go deeper.
And then he's there, his thighs shaking, his stomach tightening, his cock pulsing inside me as he comes.
I collapse onto his chest and hold him as close as I can.
No thinking.
No feeling.
Just his body against mine.