I push him to his back, and he goes easily. I kiss his chest, right over his heart, and then I start to make my way down his taut stomach.
He sucks in a breath. “Sky… you don’t?—”
I cut him off. “I don’t have to? Oh, I know that. I want to.”
He trembles. Zach Campbell, who’s a fierce protector and incredibly handsome, who can have any girl he wants, just trembled under my touch. When he says he wants me, I can’t help but believe him.
I scoot down the length of him, and his manhood is already hard and proud, standing straight up. I sit between his legs and tentatively wrap a hand around it. I feather my finger along his length, and when I get to the tip, there’s a glistening drop of precum. I run the pad of my finger around it and then lift it to my mouth, tasting his desire.
He groans, watching me through hooded eyes.
I pull my finger from my mouth. “I don’t want to do this wrong.”
He shakes his head. “You can’t do anything wrong, Sky. Not with me.”
I lean forward, kissing the tip of his cock. He moans, and that’s all I need to bring me in further. I open my mouth and lick him from root to tip. His hands come up to cup my shoulders, and his whole body goes taut. I open my mouth, take him in, and don’t stop until he hits the back of my throat. I swallow, trying to take him deeper, and the guttural groan that comes from his chest fills the room.
Slowly, I start to bob up and down.
“Look at me, Sky. I want your eyes on me.”
I lift my gaze to his, and I’m surprised to see that his eyes are molten. Watching him, knowing that it’s because of me that he’s feeling pleasure is a good feeling. I take him deeper, moan around his girth, and get lost in the act of making him feel good.
But just as I feel him expanding in my mouth, he pulls me by the arms until I’m seated on his abdomen and his hard manhood is straight up, pressed against my ass. I try to catch my breath as he reaches between my thighs, coating his finger with my arousal. “Are you hurting?”
I shake my head, confused, trying to catch up.
He nods. “Ride me.”
I bite my lip and look behind me then at his face again. Unsure, I ask him, “You want me to ride you?”
He nods, smiling ear to ear. “Fuck yeah, I do.”
He helps me up, aligning his cock to my entrance. His hands grip my hips, holding me over him. I suck in a breath as I start to sink down.
Pleasure fills his face. I go slowly, committing it all to memory. The sensations, the sounds he makes, the way he makes me feel. It’s only when I’m fully seated and can catch my breath that I start to move. I rotate my hips, front to back, side to side, and then up and down. It's when I’m riding him, grinding my clit into his pelvis that I start to move faster. We fall into a rhythm, and I feel him everywhere. He leans up, sucking a nipple into his mouth, coaching me on, telling me how beautiful I am and how he’s never going to let me go.
The orgasm hits me, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. He cups my face, forcing me to look at him, and as we both go over the cliff, staring into each other’s eyes, I’ve never felt as connected to someone as I do in this moment.
I ride out the climax, grunting and groaning, and when I’m thoroughly exhausted, I lean over Zach, trying to catch my breath.
He pulls my hair off my face and holds me to him. “We’re going to be late, and I’m not going to let you miss it.”
I snuggle into him. “I could stay like this all day.”
He groans. “Fuck, that sounds good, but it’s not happening. Your favorite baker is doing a show today. We can do more of this afterward.”
I lean up to look at him. “You’re not bored with all this?”
He shakes his head, and I see the sincerity in his eyes. “Nope. Fuck, baby, just watching you is exciting for me.”
I laugh and roll off of him and then look at the clock. “Oh… we have twenty minutes.”
I’m about to get up, but he follows closely behind me, pulling me back against his chest. “We’ll shower together so it will be faster.”
I giggle. “You want to shower together tosave time?”
He squeezes me to him as we walk to the bathroom. “I promise. I’ll be on my best behavior.”