Page 40 of That First Night
My hand moves to one breast as my mouth makes its way to the other. As soon as I start to suck on her nipple, she throws her head back again and my name comes out of her mouth as a moan. Her nipples harden under my tongue, and I can feel her hips start to grind into me as she wiggles on the counter. Her body craving more contact from me. I remove my mouth and take a small step back as my eyes scan her up and down.
“You are without a doubt, the sexiest thing I have ever seen,” I say as my eyes find hers again.
She smiles and her hands grip my hips to pull me back into her, forcing my raging hard on to crash into her center and her hips roll into me, telling me she wants it. “Right back at ya, Mr. Ford.”
“Oh, are we playing that game?” I grin, “Tell me Ms. Kelly, if I dip my hand into these sexy little silk shorts, am I going to find your pussy soaked for my cock?”
“Yes,” she moans.
I slide my hands down her sides, gently brushing her skin, and let my fingers dip into her waistband of her panties. She sucks in a sharp breath as my fingers graze her clit before I push a finger inside of her. “Fuck,” I say through gritted teeth. “You are soaked.”
I withdraw my finger and grip the waistband of her silk shorts and rip them down like the fucking animal she turns me into. As soon as I do, I step back once more to drink her in. She’s now completely naked, perched on top of my kitchen counter, her legs spread wide and her perfect pussy on display for me. I can see the glistening of her arousal in this position and the corner of my lip turns up as I rub my bottom lip with my thumb like I’m starved for her.
She yanks the collar of my white dress shirt and crashes her lips to mine, sliding her tongue into my mouth. She knows how to fucking kiss, that’s for sure. The way she angles her head and teases me with her tongue makes me completely lose my mind. I feel her hands move to untuck my shirt from my pants at the same time I’m unbuttoning it and pulling it off my arms.
She runs her hands down my bare chest before pulling away from our kiss to move her gaze to my stomach. “Holy. Fuck.” She gasps as her eyes explore the tattoos that she probably didn’t know I had, covering my chest and left arm, completely.
I waste no time sliding my finger back into her pussy while I press my thumb to her clit. Her eyes close and her head falls back. “Peyton,” I hiss. “Eyes on me. I want your eyes on me while I make you come.”
She lets out a moan with my name on her lips as she leans back on her elbows and focuses her eyes on me. This angle allows me to press my finger deep inside of her. I withdraw my finger to add a second. “You’re so fucking tight, baby,” I say, as I continue to pump my fingers in and out of her while my thumb circles her clit.
“Thomas,” she screams. “I’m already so close.”
I pump my fingers harder and harder as her hips buck into my hand and her pussy pulses around my fingers. She moves her body so that she’s propped up on one elbow and her other hand moves to her nipple as she pinches it into her hands. I swear my dick is as hard as steel right now at the sight in front of me.
“You like this, don’t you?” I say in a deep raspy voice close to her ear. “Me fucking you with my hand while you’re spread out on the kitchen counter?”
“Yes,” she moans. “Fuck yes.”
Just as she’s on the brink of her orgasm, I remove my hand and I can see her face morph into disappointment as she falls back to both elbows. “W-what?”
“For weeks I have been desperate to know how you taste on my tongue.” I cut her off with a smirk as I lower my head between her open legs. I tap on her leg, letting her know I want her to spread them wider. “And right now, I’m starving.”
My mouth grazes her inner thighs, and I can feel the goosebumps form on her legs as she brings them to rest on my shoulders. I waste no time bringing my mouth to her pussy and lapping her arousal with my tongue. She moans my name as soon as I do, and I see her head fall back.
“Eyes. On. Me.”
Her head shoots up, her mouth slightly parted with pleasure and her eyes are on me like daggers. I can feel how turned on she is just by the way she looks at me. I keep my eyes on her as my mouth goes back to her pussy and my tongue flicks her clit. My eyes roll back the slightest so she can see how much I love the taste of her.
“Don’t stop, Thomas.”
My tongue plunges into her just before I bring two fingers to her pussy and push them in with force, causing her back to arch and a moan comes out of her mouth. “Oh God,” she screams out. “That feels so good.”
“God is not the one worshiping this pussy right now.”
“Thomas,” she corrects herself through a moan. I can tell she’s close because she’s practically riding my face. “I’m going to come.”
“Come, Peyton. Come on my fucking tongue. I want to taste every last drop.”
With just a couple more swipes of my tongue over her clit, she is sent over the edge. She comes so hard, with my name rolling off her lips. Her body shakes as her orgasm ripples through her body, and I can feel her pulsing around my fingers. Watching her orgasm, and hearing the moans she makes, solidifies the fact that I don’t think I will ever get enough of her. I already can’t get enough of her, and I haven’t even had my dick inside that tight pussy yet either.
She falls from her elbows and straight to her back as she tries to catch her breath. My body leans over hers because I have the strongest desire to kiss her. My mouth is on hers with a hard crash, allowing her to taste her own arousal on my tongue. As soon as her arms wrap around my neck, I use the moment to pull her up so she’s back to sitting on the counter.
“Thomas,” she says as she pulls away, “That was—”
“The hottest fucking thing ever,” I cut her off.
She tucks a strand of loose hair behind her ear that fell out of her bun, and I can see her cheeks heating up at my comment. Then she does what I least expect, and her hand finds the hem of my pants and she begins to unbutton them. “My turn,” she giggles, and my head falls back because this must be a dream. I have literally jacked off to the thought of her lips wrapped around my cock for years. Yes, I said years. Images of her with that red lipstick from that night have been ingrained in my brain ever since.
