Page 39 of Indulgence
The vibration from the man’s mouth tipped the scales, and I was dangling at the edge, waiting to be thrown over into a free fall of bliss. Matt kept talking—more dirty words most likely, but I couldn’t make any sense of them. All I could focus on was the impending orgasm. Only the first of many that would ravage my body before I couldn’t take anymore.
I crashed around Matteo’s fingers. The other man’s tongue lapped and until there wasn’t any more to lap. As he stood and my body slumped back into Matteo, I contemplated taking off my mask. I wanted to know who the man with the talented tongue was.
Chapter Eighteen
Natalie
My fingers unconsciously drifted upto the mask covering my eyes.
“Are you sure?” Matteo asked. “We still have some much left to do.”
He was right. Even though I really wanted to know who else was here, I was also sure I didn’t want to know yet. I didn’t want to run the risk of messing up this cocktail of excellence. There was the perfect amount of mystery and comfort and lust.
I dropped my hand, and Matteo kissed my mouth. His fingers gripped my chin and guided my jaw to the side. A set of hot lips met mine, and the taste of my own arousal filled my mouth. “Do you taste good from his mouth, love?”
My core spasmed. Whether it was an aftershock or a precursor, I couldn’t tell.
Ripping my lips away from one set, I slammed them onto the other. “Why don’t you tell me?” I panted as I pulled away from Matteo’s mouth long enough to speak.
He groaned and bit my bottom lip. “I need to be in your pussy.”
He stepped away from me, and the sound of rustling clothing filled the room. My body hummed despite the intense release I just had.
A hand slipped into mine. “This way.” Matteo led me to the bed. “Climb up.”
The bedding was soft under my knees as I crept forward. “Don’t go too far.” A hand rested on my hip, holding me at the edge of the bed.
The echo of Matteo spitting into my slit bounced off the walls a second before the head of his cock slipped through it and slid into me. The fullness felt like a prayer I hadn’t prayed being answered.
Matteo moaned, and it sent shivers up my spine.
Soft fingertips skated up the curve of my ass to my hip then across my ribs and down my arm. The bed dipped, and seconds later, our friend knelt in front of me. A hand lifted my chin, and the velvet-smoothness of a cock rubbed over my lips. They parted, and he slipped inside. He was thick and smelled of citrus and sandalwood body wash. He was long and hard and so hot.
Matt’s balls slapped against my clit with each thrust making it throb with need.
Behind me, I felt Matteo’s hunger. His movements were possessive. His grip was punishingly tight. His pace quick, harsh, and deep, and his desire heavy in every one of his exhales. He wanted to come all over me, mark me like he did when we were being watched at the club.
At my head, I felt something different. Something cautious. This man didn’t know me sexually, and I felt the exploration in the way he threaded his fingers in my hair, pushing it off my face. His thigh tightened against my shoulder as his thumb caressed my cheek, and I couldn’t resist moaning.
My orgasm brewed at the rate of an express train. Fast and with force. My fingers itched to rub myself. I needed to touch my clit.
“Do you want to come, Natalie?”
My mouth was filled with cock, so I moaned my plea. Matteo tapped the plug, and it lit me up. The orgasm flooded my core, and release was only a light breeze away. I wanted to beg him to touch my clit, but since I couldn’t speak, I reached down myself.
The barest skim of my finger had me ready to erupt, but Matteo slapped my hand away. “Not yet,” he chided.
I growled at him and was rewarded with a deep groan from the other man.
So, I did it again.
And again.
“Does her mouth feel good?”
“God, yes,” he answered. I recognized his voice but couldn’t concentrate long enough to place it.
His admission combined with Matteo pinching my clit had me coming. There was no stopping it as I moaned and thrashed. I couldn’t hold myself up a second longer. When I opened my mouth to cry out, he pulled himself from me and my upper body dropped to the bed.
