Page 65 of Loving the Sinner
He grabs my face and places his lips on mine, and kisses me like my mouth is the cure for every illness he’s ever had.
Our tongues wrestle and he nips at my bottom lip, one arm bands around my waist to pull me closer to him so the rough graphic on his t-shirt rubs against my nipples causing the most delicious sensation, it makes me moan into his mouth.
He pulls back slightly, panting, eyes filled with desire.
Desire for me.
“I know you said you want me to fuck you, but I want to make sure you’re okay with everything I want to do. Can I touch you, Elli? Touch these gorgeous nipples?
I nod, and his fingers come up to circle around the tight bud and give it a slight pinch.
“What about this delicious ass, hm? Can I touch it?”
I nod again, and he slides another hand down my back and grabs a handful of my asscheek, all while continuing his ministrations on my nipple.
He pulls away and pushes me gently to lay on the bed, removes his shirt and pants, leaving him in only his tight black boxers. His erection is poking up proudly, and I want to feel the weight of it in my hand.
He brings his head down to my right breast, gently kissing the swell of it before laving a tongue across my nipple, then sucking the bud into his mouth. He’s done this before, but it’s so good every time.
“Wes.” I pant, wanting more.
He pulls off with a pop and looks up at me. “Can I touch this pussy, Elli? Can I have a taste? Make you feel good?”
“Yes, please Wes. I’m yours, you can touch me however you want, but please. I need more.”
Wes groans, peppering kisses along my sternum, down my soft belly, until he comes to my covered pussy. He gives it a kiss over the fabric before gently peeling it off and tossing it somewhere behind him.
“God, Elli. You’re so fucking beautiful everywhere it’s not fair.” He whispers almost reverently.
I’m about to tell him to hurry the fuck up when he drags his tongue from the bottom of my labia up to my clit in a slow, tantalizing lick. He circles the hardening bud with his tongue, and my back arches off the bed so high he has to place an arm over my hips to hold me down as he continues.
“Wes, oh my god that feels so good.” I moan, grabbing the sheets and holding on for dear life.
“Fuck, Elli. You’re so wet. You taste so good.” He says, then dives back in, eating me out like he’s starved.
My orgasm comes over me so fast, so unexpectedly that I can’t even warn him. My thighs close around his head as he licks me through it, and if I wasn’t in a state of orgasmic heaven, I’d feel bad about possibly crushing his skull.
When I’ve finally released his head from my thunder thigh prison, he looks up at me, my arousal coating his chin and around his mouth, and he’ssmiling.Smiling and flushed with success.
“I’m new to orgasms, but that was by far the best one I’ve ever had. Toys don’t even compare to that.” I say.
“Do you want to stop? We can stop whenever you want to baby, no pressure.” He says, laying his head on my thigh.
I sit up, pulling his face towards me to kiss him, but he puts a hand up to stop me. “Most girls don’t want to kiss me after I’ve given them head. They say it’s gross. Let me go wash off-”
I cut him off by pulling him to me and kissing him hard. Fuck what other girls think. It’s a little strange, tasting myself on him. A little sour, a little tangy, but it’s not bad. It’s notgross.
“I don’t want to stop, Wes. I want you to fuck me.” I slide a hand down to cup his erection.
“Okay, okay.” He leans over to his bedside drawer and opens it up, taking out a brand new pack of condoms. He tears the box open and takes out a foil packet, then maneuvers so he takes off his boxers.
His cock springs free, the tip a little red and angry, and my mouth waters. I’ve never given a blowjob, but I’m definitely going to try sometime soon.
“Can I feel you, please?” I ask, suddenly a little shy about it.
“Of course, baby. But just know the more you touch me, the less I’ll last because I’m already bursting at the seams.”
I giggle at his confession, then take him in my hand. The weight is similar to my vibrator, though his skin is smooth and soft. He looks bigger than my vibrator and my stomach clenches with nerves of anticipation. Even though he’s not massive,thank goodness, I’m still worried it will hurt.
