Page 50 of Once Bitten
“Mmm, more.” Jordyn grabbed at the material of his dress shirt. “More, Steve, I want more.” She was breathing harder, chest rising and falling faster with each passing second. She was worked up, and Steve loved knowing that it was him that had gotten his girl so hot. She was ready for him, begging for it, and he was going to give it to her.
“I'm not done yet,” he told her when she began to try and grind her pussy against his face. “Someone’s being greedy.” He pulled back and met her eyes. “Aren’t you?”
Jordyn tugged on his hair. “I need it. I need to come.”
He shook his head. “Not without me inside of you,” he said, leaning back to meet her eyes with a sly smile. Jordyn opened her mouth to protest but stopped when Steve pulled her toward him. He was going back on his hands, legs bent, feet to the floor.
“What are y—”
“C’mere, doll,” he said, laying back on the floor, taking her hand in his. Jordyn nodded and followed him to the floor, wordlessly. When she straddled him, she reached for his belt, but he shook his head again. “Not like that. Not what I want from you right now.”
“What, then?” Jordyn whispered, her voice was hoarse and Steve felt his dick stiffen at the need he heard in her tone. He wanted his girl more than he could breathe, and it still took him by surprise every time she showed him he affected her the same way.
“Come up here, baby,” Steve murmured, his hands tugging on her waist and urging to slide up his body and toward his face. When she gave him a questioning look, Steve made a mental note to deck her ex in the face the first chance he had. How could a girl as beautiful and lush as this not have sat on a man’s face in her life. She hadn’t. He could tell from the confusion written all over her pretty face. “Sit on my face. Let me make you feel good.”
“Oh,” she breathed, her eyes widening.
“What do I do?” she asked, feeling nervous as she shuffled forward still kneeling over him.
Steve took her hands and urged her to keep moving up his body “You aren’t going to crush me, doll,” he said, not adding that even if she did it would be a perfect way to go. “Ride me,” Steve told her.
“I don’t know how.”
“You’ll figure it out. Trust me.” She was above him now and Steve licked his lips at the sight of her bare pussy so close to his mouth. “Now come here.” And before she could respond, he pulled her forward and down onto him.
“Oh my god,” Jordyn gasped as she fell forward onto her hands.
“You taste so good,” he moaned out as he lifted her for a moment, his hands squeezing her ass, hard.
“Steve! Mmm, Steve!” Jordyn cried out. He put his hands on her hips and began to guide her to meet his tongue. Up and forward and then back again until finally Jordyn’s hips began to move on their own, and he was able to lay there and enjoy his sexy as hell girl riding him. There was no putting any space between them, and he could tell the intensity of the orgasm building in her was big. It seemed like no time at all when Jordyn’s body went tight as a bow string against his mouth and she ground her pussy down against his mouth. Steve moaned, mouth, lips and tongue, hungrily devouring her orgasm. He held her to him, yanking her down to him when he felt her body start to still, the aftershocks of her orgasm were still moving through her, and he intended to pull every fucking last second of it out of her.
“Steve!”
Her hips were erratic now, moving and grinding her delicious pussy against his mouth and face until she went still, and Steve loved every damn second of it.
“Oh, hell,” Jordyn whispered, slumping forward with a ragged breath. When Steve slipped out from beneath her, he saw that her eyes were closed and she was breathing hard. He ran a hand down her back and kissed the side of her neck. She turned to him, and he claimed her mouth in a kiss. Jordyn moaned into his mouth, and the kiss deepened. He knew she would like tasting herself on him. He unzipped her dress while they kissed and when he slid it off of her, she leaned back against his chest. He moved then, picking her up and carrying her into the bedroom, his dress shoes loud on the wooden floors of her apartment. When he put her down on the bed, Jordyn's eyes were still closed and she giggled.
“That was amazing,” she told him while he unclasped her bra and smiled down at her.
“You were amazing,” Steve said, kissing her neck and toeing off his shoes and socks. “A real natural. I told you that you would figure it out, didn’t I?”
She laughed and nodded at him, her eyes still closed. “You did. I just...I really liked that.”
“Then we’ll do it again.”
“Mmhmm,” Jordyn purred, stretching out her arms over her head with a smile on her face. She opened her eyes and licked her lips when she began to pay attention to Steve undoing his shirt in front of her. “You are so sexy,” she told him with a shake of her head.
“I know,” Steve remarked, looking up at her, his dress shirt hanging open, the undershirt beneath it snug against his broad chest.
“Why are you with me?”
He frowned at her question. “Don’t say that. You know why I’m with you,” he said.
“And that is?”
“Because you’re amazing,” he said and she made an unconvinced sound in the back of her throat that had Steve narrowing his eyes at her. “Youareamazing,” he said again and shrugged out of the dress shirt before unbuttoning his pants. She watched him with a contented sigh and propped her arm up, chin resting in her palm. She could lay there and watch him get undressed all day.
He let his slacks fall to the floor and moved towards the bed. “Girl of my dreams.”
