Page 49 of How to Flirt with a Hellhound
And who was I kidding, because Idefinitelywanted to have sex with him.
It totally looked like he sniffed the air, and then he was prowling towards me, because that was definitely the word for how he moved. I had the urge to run, not because I wanted to get away from him, but because it would be hot as fuck for him to catch me.
I backed up toward the bed, and he stripped his shirt off as he got closer.
Yes, please.
When he got to me, he dragged my shirt off, and then his mouth found mine.
God, he was thebestkisser. His lips were firm yet soft, and his tongue flirted with mine, his teeth occasionally nibbling. When I bit his lower lip and tugged, he made that super sexy growling sound again, and my dick jerked in my pants. That sound made me so freaking horny. He was turned on, and I was the one turning him on. It was a heady feeling.
He gently pushed me onto the bed, and as I leaned up on my elbows, he grabbed my pants and slid them and my underwear off in one slick pull. Thank god I wasn’t wearing socks. I hated only having socks on. It was so unsexy.
Before I got lost down that rabbit hole, he was kneeling in front of me, but I whined low in my throat. Fuck, I wanted him naked, too. I wanted to see that sexy body.
“What, baby,” Dex said, reaching out and caressing my very hard cock. I threw my head back and groaned, but I managed to pull myself together enough to look up at him.
“I wanna see you naked, too,” I murmured.
He smiled wickedly, and I felt tremors throughout my whole body. He was looking at me like I was the finest steak dinner and he couldn’t wait to devour me—it made me feel so unbelievably wanted.
He stripped out of his pants, and he wasn’t wearing any underwear (or socks, thank goodness). I barely had time to wonder where his shoes were when my attention was caught by his dick.
Holy.
Shit.
I knew he was big, but seeing it up close and hard and him fully naked? Yeah. Wow. I loved a big dick—although it had been quite a while. I loved a big dildo in the meantime. I loved the feeling of being filled up, and from the looks of it, I had more than I bargained for with Dex.
I couldn’t help myself. I slid off the bed down onto my knees in front of him. He looked down at me and gently slid his hand along my scalp, through my hair, giving me goosebumps. I looked up, and what I saw in his eyes made me wanna cry, and I didn’t even know why. He looked at me like I was the whole world.
I’d been in love before, and I’d seen guys look at me with love, and I swear that was the intense look Dex was giving me now. But it was too soon for that, wasn’t it?
Fuck.
I looked down at his delicious dick again, and his hand tightened on my hair as he growled, and that so did it for me. I grabbed my own dick, just because I needed some fucking pressure, and then I gently kissed along Dex’s cock, licking the drop of precum from the tip.
He smelled and tasted like a campfire, which was kind of weird but also hot as fuck. It was all smoky, musky heat, and when he growled again, I took his cock fully in my mouth, being careful to keep my lips over my teeth. He was hard and hot, and I loved having cock in my mouth. Fuck, it was a rush to feel someone come undone while you sucked them.
He gently tugged my hair again, and I moaned in pleasure. I couldn’t help stroking myself as I bobbed up and down and licked along his head, using my other hand to gently caress his balls.
“Fuck yeah, baby. Touch yourself for me. You like sucking my cock? It turns you on?” he asked.
Ohmygod, the sexy talk. I wasso herefor the sexy talk. And the way Dex growled it out? Such a fucking turn on.
I murmured an “Mmmhmmm” around his dick and looked back up at him. I popped off long enough to say, “Use my mouth, Dex.”
He growled again, and then he was gently pulling on my hair. I loved the feeling, and he didn’t get too rough. It was like he was totally in tune to what I liked. He used his hand to hold me steady as he pumped in and out of my mouth. He was slow at first, and I groaned and tried to move my head faster, only his hand was holding me firmly in place.
Fuck, that was hot. I stroked myself faster, and he fucked into my mouth faster. I could feel him going deeper and deeper, and I wanted to feel full of him. I wanted to take him all. I wanted to gag on his cock and feel him in my throat. I wanted to give him pleasure.
He thrust in deeper, and I pumped my own dick, getting more and more turned on. I felt so fucking sexy knowing I was making him lose control. I groaned—I wanted him all. God, I wanted to feel him all.
It was like he was a fucking mind reader, because he dragged me down his cock, and I felt him in my throat. I relaxed as he murmured above me, “That’s it, baby. Yes, that’s it. You are so fucking good. You feel so fucking good on my cock.”
He was in my throat, and I swallowed around him as he growled steadily. I was pumping myself, and I knew I was going to come the moment he did, but he used my hair to pull me off his cock before either of us got there.
I looked up at him, whining low in my throat. I knew I was probably a slobbery mess, but he looked at me with pure passion. I swear I saw flames licking in his eyes.
