Page 90 of Crazy In Love
“I want you to ride my face,” he said, his gaze locking with mine.
“What? No. I could suffocate you.”
“Wouldn’t you like that?” A sexy smile spread across his face.
“Not before I finish,” I said, my voice wobbly, but he chuckled.
“Smother the shit out of me, angel.” He slid me forward so I was literally sitting on his face.
“Oh my God,” I groaned when his lips sealed over me. I leaned back, my hands on each side of his hips as I pressed against him.
He controlled the pace, rocking me back and forth as I groaned, over and over shamelessly.
Nothing had ever felt so good.
Nothing had ever come close.
And that’s when he decided to slip his tongue inside, and a loud gasp escaped me. My hand shifted, and I grazed along the giant erection behind me. I couldn’t help myself. I arched even more, glancing over my shoulder to see his tented pants. I stroked him over the fabric of his slacks, and I’d never been so turned on in my entire life.
Before I knew what was happening, he was gripping my hips and spinning me around before settling me back against his face, but I was turned in the other direction now.
“If you can’t stop staring at it, then you may as well have access,” he said, his voice gruff.
I quickly unbuttoned his pants, desperate to see what was beneath. My hands shook as his tongue slipped back inside me, and I tugged his zipper down, freeing his cock in one swift move.
My eyes nearly bulged out of my head as his long, thick erection bobbed in front of me. I leaned down on instinct, as I’d certainly never given a man a blow job while sitting on his face.
Who needs Rome? Paris is full of surprises.
I leaned down, swirling my tongue around his tip, and his lips sucked and licked quicker now.
I couldn’t think. My entire body tingled as I wrapped my lips around him and took him as deep as I possibly could, all while the building sensation between my legs was becoming overwhelming.
The feel of his lips. His tongue. His fingers.
I wanted to make him feel as good as he was making me feel.
A loud moan escaped him, and it vibrated between my thighs, causing me to move faster.
I could feel him grow harder and longer between my lips.
Bright lights flashed behind my eyelids, and my entire body started to shake. I stayed right there, bobbing my head up and down his thick shaft, before the most powerful sensation moved through me and I rocked against him harder.
Faster.
I shattered on a cry, and he pumped into my mouth one more time before a guttural sound came from behind me and he followed me into oblivion.
He unloaded into my mouth, and normally I would have been appalled, but for whatever reason, it turned me on.
The fact that I’d affected him the way that he affected me.
I swallowed it down while still trying to catch my breath, and he continued to slide his tongue in and out of me, allowing me to ride out every last bit of pleasure.
And that’s exactly what I did.
twenty-five
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