Page 28 of When love and Hate Collide

Well, that’s new. I’ve never allowed anyone to come in my mouth before. The thought alone made my stomach churn, but with him I didn’t hesitate—not for a second, in fact I crave more.

I don’t know what it is with this boy. He’s brought out this new risqué side of me I never knew existed until now. I observe him, still crouched between his legs in the legroom between the driver seat and the backseat. Luckily his seats go far enough forward that I could comfortably fit in the space.

Eyes closed, he pants softly, and his legs tremble under my palms while he recoups from his orgasm. I smile a little, my ego swelling a touch knowing I’m solely responsible for his weakened state. As if sensing me watching, his eyes open and he catches me watching him.

I lift his vest up exposing his taut stomach as I kiss and trace my tongue over the ripples of muscles until I came across a tattoo. I draw back, staring at the words etched into his skin for a moment.

Defend & Honour.

The tattoo is just above his navel scripted in old English font across his abdomen. My gut goes tight for a reason unknown to me. I feel his fingers slip under my chin and lift my gaze to meet his. “Defend and Honour?” I question quizzically. “Why haven’t I noticed your tattoo before now?”

He smiles lazily, his thumb caressing my jaw affectionately. “Well, I think the last time you saw me naked, we were both too engrossed with one another to notice tattoos.”

“I like it. It’s very sexy.” I admit, tracing my index finger over the letters. I open my mouth to ask about the significance of the tattoo but before I could muster up the words, he pulls me up off my knees to straddle him.

“You’re the sexy one,” he murmurs while kissing up my throat. “And this mouth…” I couldn’t contain the moan that escapes me when his tongue trails along my bottom lip. “No girl has ever come close to making me cum the way you just did.”

Frowning, I draw back to look at him. “You’ve never come in a girls mouth before?” I ask surprised and he shakes his head, tilting his head up to gaze into my eyes.

“No, I have,” he clarifies. “Usually, I would have to beat off into their mouths. This would be the first time I’ve come without intervening at all and fuck it was something else.”

I smile, “Well, I’m actually pleased to hear that, because…” I trail off, and he cocks his head to the side, regarding me curiously. “I’ve never had anyone come in my mouth before.” I confess and I can immediately feel my face turning a deep crimson. I avert my gaze when he continues staring at me, an astounded look mirroring mine from a moment ago on his handsome face.

“Fuck,” he replies. “So, I’m your first?” I nod meekly, chewing on my lip and the look of surprise on his face before vanishes and is replaced with an eloquent grin. “What made you want to do it with me then?”

“Honestly? I don’t know,” I admit with a shrug. “Got caught up in the moment.”

The corner of his mouth lifts into a smirk and his green eyes narrowing, “Any regrets?”

“Only that it ended too soon.” I smile wantonly and trace my finger down the length of his throat.

The last two words barely leave my mouth before I’m on my back, laid out on his luxurious leather seats with his muscular body covering mine.

Like two indomitable forces coming together our lips clash and we kiss riotously. When his tongue skims over mine and sucks I moan audibly into his mouth and he responds with a throaty groan of his own.

Goddamn, those immoral lips of his should be deemed unlawful. Who kisses this good,cheese and sodding rice!

When his mouth is withdrawn from mine, the disappointment and discontent that engulfs me is unlike anything I’ve ever felt, so much so that I almost curl my fingers at his nape and drag him back to me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no lip virgin, I’ve had my share of snogs, but I have never been kissed nor aroused to this magnitude by a kiss from anyone. If he kisses me long enough, I’m eighty percent certain I would orgasm—no exaggeration.

I make my displeasure known to him with a whimper and he smiles knowingly down at me, his eyes never leaving mine. My heart spikes each time he pushes a button through the hole unhurriedly unbuttoning my dress and exposing my silken flesh until I’m laid bare for him—save for the matching satin bra and thong I’m wearing under my dress.

“My turn,” My back arches when he leans down to kiss a trail down the flat panes of my stomach. “I’ve spent countless hours over the last couple of days dreaming about every dip, every crevice of this exquisite body,” he murmurs against my stomach, his large hands trailing down my sides, stopping to squeeze my hips while he nips at my heated flesh. “And diving between these gorgeous thighs to feast on your pussy till I appease this insatiable hunger.”

“By all means,” I reply brazenly and spread my legs wider for him. “Dive in and indulge until you’re satisfied, baby, I’ll happily abide.”

Grinning devilishly at me, his eyes darken, and I draw in a quick breath when he swiftly and effortlessly tears my thong off like it was a piece of liquorice and discards it on the floor. “Ohhh, s-shit…” That first enticing lick through my cleft followed by the teasing circle of the tip of his tongue over my engorged clit makes my eyes roll to the back of my head.

Threading my fingers into his hair I roll my hips up, grinding my pussy into his mouth eliciting a low groan of approval from him. The vibrations of his moans while he fervently eats my pussy travels through me, adding to my mounting pleasure.

“Mm, fuck,” he groans between licks. My oh my, the sounds he’s making while he eats me out is driving me wild. “Christ baby you taste sogood.” I gasp, my breath hitching, when he slides two fingers deep inside me. “Look at you so fucking wet and eager for me,” he drawls curling his fingers and rubbing against my gspot while his tongue teases my clit. “That’s it, good girl, set the pace baby, fuck my fingers. Make that pussy feel good for me,” I rock against his fingers, meeting every thrust of his fingers, my quiet mewls quickly turn into cries of pleasure. As the pressure begins to build deep in my groin I claw at his back, leaving red scores behind—though he didn’t seem fazed at all and kept his attention where I needed it… on me and the budding orgasm that’s about to split me in two.

I feel myself clenching around his fingers, an irrepressible heat starts to consume me as the pressure builds and builds until I’m teetering on the edge. “Ohhhh, yes, please, please, make me come!” I plead breathless. I don’t know what he does with that enchanting tongue, but whatever it is sends me soaring off the edge and I explode with an ear-piercing cry. My hips lift off the seat and my body tenses, then shakes with every hot surge of pleasure that rips through me wreaking havoc over my body. “Oh baby, yes!”

I savour in every one of those astounding seconds of carnality before it ebbs away, and like a chocolate teapot on a hot summer day I melt into the leather seat beneath me, limbs weak and quivering while I bask in my post orgasmic bliss.

My lover nuzzles and presses affectionate kisses against my mound while my body calms before he slides his fingers out of me. I open my eyes and glance down at him, smiling up at me fetchingly, emerald eyes laced with such desire my stomach constricts. "That is one tasty pussy," he murmurs, keeping his eyes locked with mine while he nuzzles my inner thigh.

I draw my bottom lip between my teeth and grin, “That is one gifted mouth,” I fire back impishly.

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