Page 5 of Let It Be Me
I shake my head with a slight smile that he’d go that farto reassure me. He’s been nothing but honest as far as I can tell. “Good. Me too. And I have an IUD. Next, I want you to take off all your clothes and climb on the bed.”
His movements are slow and it’s almost as if he thinks I’m not serious. But when I back away from him and lean against the wall he moves slow, but with each inch of skin revealed he becomes more determined. I watch with my legs crossed tightly over each other as each piece of clothing is removed. My earlier observation that he’s an athlete is confirmed when his pants are shimmied down his legs, revealing muscular thighs, encased in black boxer briefs, that one can only get from the gym and playing competitively. My curiosity over his ink is satisfied when I see intricate designs of tattoos on his legs that move up to his thick thighs and I can only assume that they do in fact cover the majority of his body.
My eyes eventually make it up his body and I see him watching me. Waiting for me to make my first move. I pacify him and slip off my heels. Height-wise, they put me at 5’10” and without them I’m hovering around 5’7”. When Theo stands to his full height, I have to crane my neck further to look at him. Judging by the look in his eyes he likes that.
“Shirt too.” I order and do my best to hold in a moan when he pulls his shirt off from behind him like all of the guys do. My mouth fills with saliva and I swallow it all down as his torso stretches and abs flex with the movement while I count each delicious abdominal muscle. I was right about the tattoos. His body is a full canvas and I doubt he has any room for more ink.
The sound of his shirt hitting the floor with a light thud, sends a thrill through me and I erase the space between us. I don’t know if I can wait anymore. The ache in my core has me ready to combust with each step I tookcloser to him. My hands land on his heaving chest and I get a closer look at his tattoos. His ink gives nothing away about who he is. Just scripts and quotes mixed with shapes and florals. Not being able to help myself, I lean forward and flick a nipple. The action earns a groan from him. My lips trail across his chest and I rise up on my tiptoes to kiss along his neck. He angles his head and allows me more room to claim his body. I dip my tongue in the spot where his neck meets his chest and kiss over to his Adam’s apple.
I slide a hand down his body, into the waistband of his briefs and my hand lands on his growing cock. My fingers encircle his thick length and I give him a firm tug. I run my thumb over the slick head, coating him in pre-cum as I run my fist up and down his length.
“How quickly can you come just like this?” I ask as I pump him with more precision.
“Pretty quickly,” he groans out through clenched teeth.
He flinches when I lighten to a feather-like touch on his cock. I look down and see his fists clenched and then look up to see his jaw fluttering from the force of keeping himself together.
I lower myself down to my knees, his briefs coming down with me, and take him in my mouth. I skip the buildup, the teasing, and the light touches.
“Jesus Christ.” Theo says and lays his hand on my head. He doesn’t force himself on me and I like that.
I take him to the back of my throat and my nose meets trim pubic hair. I moan around him and move my hand between his thighs to tug on his balls, fondling them while he swears above me. He curls his fingers through my hair and that’s one of the only signs he gives that he’s affected. My hand holds onto his thigh as I bob up and down on hislength. I pull off his cock and leave the tip in my mouth, fluttering my tongue over his slit and alternate sucking.
“I’m two seconds from coming. Tell me I can come down your throat,” he begs.
I look up at him, mouth still full with the tip of his cock, and moan around him. His grip in my hair gets tighter and I feel him swell before he goes still and comes down my throat roaring my name. I work him through the rest of his release, not letting his cum seep from between my lips, and only when he’s stopped coming do I slip him out of my mouth with a pop. I kiss my way up his chest and dip my tongue back into the divot at his neck. Licking up the drops of sweat, I reach behind me and pull down the tiny zipper at the bottom of my dress. The straps fall down my arms and I let the material puddle on the floor leaving me bare except for a tiny scrap of lace covering my pussy.
Theo backs up and swears under his breath. My curves are in all the right places; to my ample breasts and hourglass shape. I’m not overly toned in the mid-section as most of my exercise is running and my go-to comfort food is french fries. But I don’t think he cares as evident by his growing-again erection. My fingertips press into my thighs the longer his gaze roams over my body. My deep breathing is almost embarrassing.
He stalks towards me and lifts me up by the back of my legs. Theo lifts me so high that my legs go over his shoulders. He presses me up against the nearest wall putting my laced covered pussy in his face. The heat from his breath has me tightening my thighs around his head and my hands fall into his hair.
Theo looks up at me with an almost too innocent look before hooking his thumb through the useless scrap ofmaterial covering me and taking a swipe through my entrance.
“Fuck,” I rasp out. His tongue flicks my clit in fast swipes and my toes curl against his back and my hands tug hard on his hair when he inserts two fingers in my opening. Theo pumps and curls his fingers inside of me while never letting up on flicking my clit with his tongue. “Theo…” My orgasm can’t be coming that fast. He can’t be that skilled.
“Come all over my face, Sarah.”
The bass in his voice vibrates through me and I shoot off like a rocket, moaning his name as he continues to eat me like a man starved. I’m floating. Scratch that, I’m moving. Still on Theo’s shoulders and braced securely with his arms bracketed around me as he walks us to the bed. His hands come up and cradle my back as I’m laid in the center of the bed.
Theo places another open-mouthed kiss on my pussy, pulling down and flinging off the scrap of fabric over his shoulder and sliding his tongue inside my opening, before he kisses up my body. He pays close attention to my aching breasts. Pulling a taut nipple into his mouth with his teeth, then soothing the sting with his tongue and then sucks, sending the signal to where I’m aching for him. I can’t close my legs as he’s cradled between them, so I rub against his lower stomach hoping for any type of friction.
“Your cock. I wanna come on your cock,” I demand, close to hysterical tears from my arousal and the need to come again. How is he this good? It must be a fluke.
“Then put it in,” he tells me while still lapping at my breasts.
I push at his chest and roll him onto his back, following until I’m straddling his hips. My mouth falls to his and our tongues tangle. I moan into his mouth as I pull his bottomlip between my teeth and suck. His answering groan at the sensation is heady. Running my hands up and down his chest, I break the kiss and follow them down. Taking my time to cherish the work of art that is his body until I come face-to-face with his cock.
“You have the prettiest cock.” I tell him and pump his length in my fist again. I hold eye contact with him as I lean down and let a drop of spit fall onto his cock. His legs tense under me as I work my fist over him and watch his eyes go from a deep sea ocean blue to a midnight black.
“You have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. I bet it would look prettier with my cock inside.”
I rise up on my knees and move back up his body, rubbing the head of his cock through my opening. “Let’s test that theory.”
Theo places his hands on my hips to steady me as I slowly sink down on him. I lift up to coat him in my juices before sliding back down on his length and bottoming out.
His head flies back and the grip on my hips intensifies. “Christ, you fit around me perfectly.” Theo swears when he looks down to see where we’re joined.
“You were right,” I say and finally relax my body to accommodate him, as my hips start to move up and down his length. “My pussy does feel prettier with your cock buried inside of me.”
