She writhes under my assault.
“Levi!” she cries out.
I hold her clit captive between my lips, sucking, toying, allowing the ice to melt through her folds as I take her higher and higher.
She wails and clasps both hands over my head, holding me tight between her legs as she rides my face.
My breathing becomes rapid and uneven and the icy cold soon changes to scented heat as she bucks against me. I’m half out of my mind with lust and desire for this woman.
“I–– I’m coming,” she pants.
Thank the fuck God.
I curl my fingers inside her and press against the soft spot.
She groans in satisfaction.
I caress that soft spot inside her without ever letting the pressure on her clit subside until her entire body trembles, and then she goes still.
But only for a beat as I flick at her clit for one last time.
She lets out a long wail, mixed with prayers and curses as I push her off the cliff and she chants my name over and over, bucking at my buried fingers.
Her labored breaths fill the room. Only the soft, sexy, jazzy beat playing in the background trumps it. I catch the lyrics. Touch me slowly. Slowly.
Jules is still riding her climactic wave, slowly coming down.
I don’t rush her.
I pull my fingers coated with her juices out of her pussy, bring them to my lips and clean them with my tongue.
“Damn, I love your taste,” I growl.
Suddenly, she yanks the blindfold off. Pleading eyes bore into mine.
“Fuck me, please. I need your cock inside me, Levi.”
She doesn’t have to ask twice.
I push from the bed and make quick work of shedding my clothes. I fumble in my wallet for a condom and place a packet between my teeth. Stroking my impossibly hard cock, I approach the bed.
She pulls herself up, resting her weight against her folded elbows.
“I’ve never seen a body like yours,” she says. “And that eye-catching tattoo… your ink is amazing,” her eyes are fixed on my chest. “Is it just art, or does it have a meaning?”
I don’t answer.
I rip open the condom packet and quickly wrap up.
“You asked for my cock,” I remind her.
She smiles wide.
Good.
When I land on top of her, it’s in a tangle of limbs, lips, and tongues. I growl as I feed her each inch of my cock and she exhales a stuttering breath when I’m buried up to my balls. I fuck her silly, as if it’s the first time I’ve dipped my needy cock inside her warm pussy. I come so hard, I fear I may blackout.
I have no words to explain this undeniable magnetic pull between us that seems to have just as strong of a hold on her as it does on me. Fucking her again only intensified it.