“Darcy,” Dev groaned, as he held my hips still, resting his forehead against my shoulder.
I grabbed a piece of cake, leaning back so he could look at me. I took a bite, then another, licking my fingers clean. His gaze darkened as I grabbed another piece, putting it against his mouth, down his neck and dropping it into his shirt.
“Oops,” I said, as innocently as possible.
Dev looked down at his shirt, leaning forward as he grabbed the back of his collar and took it off. The piece of cake rolled down his abs, like it was leaving me a trail of icing exactly where I wanted to go.
My hands trailed down his neck, then his inked chest, down his contracting abs until I stopped at his belt buckle. Keeping my eyes on Dev’s face and those stunning eyes, I slowly unbuckled his belt, pulling it out of the belt loops as I thought of all the dirty things we could do with it.
Dev looked down at the belt like he knew what I was thinking, smirking at me with mischief in his eyes. I let it drop to the floor before I kissed him. The taste of cake on his tongue made me want more, moving into kissing his jaw, then the column of his neck. I slid off of his lap, cleaning up his chest, the ridges of his abs, unbuttoning his pants as I made sure he was clean.
“Darcy.” His raspy voice held a warning that I wasn't going to listen to, sliding my hands down his briefs and pulling his cock out.
A piece of jewelry stuck out at the tip of his head surprising me for a moment before my mind went wild with all the stuff I had heard about piercings. I clenched my thighs with the need to find out if what they said was true.
“Darcy, you don’t—”
I took the head of his cock in my mouth, gently sucking before I took him deeper in my mouth, pulling back to suck on the head of his cock again.
“Goddammit, Darcy.” Dev let his head fall back showing the cords of muscle in his neck, his stomach contracted and his hands came up like he didn‘t know what to do with them.
I slowly came back up, swirling my tongue around the piercing when he jerked and gave me the sexiest moan I had ever heard, which only spurred me on more.
“You don’t have to be gentle,” Dev groaned when I looked up at him, taking him deeper in my mouth. “Fuck, Darcy. Your mouth—”
He weaved his hands in my hair pulling it up, watching me trying to take all of his cock in my mouth for one more of those sexy moans. I wanted to see Dev fall apart for me.
“Jesus Christ, woman.” Dev’s hips thrusted one more time before he pulled me away, leaning down to kiss me like I was the air he needed to breathe. He quickly picked me up, pushing things off the table, breaking something, but I didn’t care.
He sat me down, pulled the dress off, unlatched my bra before he took a nipple into his mouth, causing me to gasp. He bit me softly before he pushed me to lie down, kissing and licking his way down my soft stomach, giving me chills. I slapped my hands down on the sides of me, my left hand landed in the cake splattering everywhere as Dev pulled my panties down, throwing them over his shoulder.
He noticed my hand covered in cake bringing it to his mouth to lick, then smearing it on my stomach and breasts.
“I love seeing you dirty for me,” Dev said, licking my fingers one more time before he kissed me down to my navel, spreading my legs. “And fucking wet.”
He licked me softly at first, blowing on my clit, giving me a new sensation to appreciate, then he sucked on me. My hands flew to his hair desperately wanting something to hold on to, bucking my hips up to meet his mouth.
“Dev,” I moaned, leaning up on my elbows to see him ravishing my pussy. He looked up at me, moaning as he sucked on my clit. I grabbed my nipple and tugged gently as he used his clean hand and inserted one finger into me and then another. My orgasm tingled low in my stomach before he curled his fingers, pushing me over the edge. He growled at my climax, extending my orgasm from the vibrations that almost made me think I was going to orgasm again.
My heart was pounding, my lungs felt like they needed more oxygen. I leaned up to see Dev standing up with his mouth glistening. He cleaned his mouth with his arm, his chest rising and falling quickly with his cock pointing at me like a damn compass.
He tugged me upright about to pick me up when I shook my head.
“Bedroom?” he asked.
“No, here,” I said, pushing him to sit down. “Condom?”
He nodded his head, looking down at my chest, licking his lips. He lifted himself up, pulling out his wallet, fishing for a condom in hurried movements. He gave it to me, and I ripped it open with my mouth, grabbing it and rolling it down Dev’s cock.
“Darcy,” Dev said, my name like a prayer as I slowly lowered myself onto him. Once he was fully inside me, I let out a breath, loving the stretch. Holding on to his shoulders, I rolled my hips slowly feeling that piece of jewelry hit just right. I moaned as his hands slid to my ass, grabbing a handful moving my hips for me. He grunted when I lifted my hips up and slammed down on him.
“Alright, you had your fun,” he snapped, lifting me up, turning me around quickly, bending me over the table, thrusting into me in one motion. I glanced at my china cabinet seeing Dev’s reflection in the glass making my stomach swoop, while his grip on my hips was soft, like he was trying to be careful with me.
“I’m not glass, Dev.” I exhaled, catching his eyes in the reflection and that’s all it took. I gasped at the force of his hips when they moved at a pace that made me clench my fists. His grip was tight pulling me to his hips, over and over again, hitting the sensitive spot in me.
“Touch yourself and watch as you come on my cock,” he demanded, as we locked eyes. I slid a hand down to my pussy, rubbing in soft circles, because I was already so close. A few strokes was all it took as I looked at us.
I screamed my release while Dev grunted my name. My body trembled when he stopped, leaning his forehead onto the middle of my back. My cheek was on the cool surface of the table when Dev leaned up, wrapping an arm around my middle pulling me to sit down with my back flush against his.