Page 44 of Blindsided

I drag her further into the hotel room. We’re both too caught up in our kiss to take in the details. I got one of the suites where there’s a living room and a small separate bedroom. We keep moving until the bed hits Tilly at the knees. It’s only then that I pull away from her.

“Did you wear what I bought you?” I pant out.

Tilly bites her bottom lip. “Why don’t you find out for yourself?”

“Sassy girls don’t get to come,” I threaten. I don’t mean it, of course. I love it when she’s sassy.

“Yes, I wore it.”

“Show me.” I use this time to get my body under control—I have to if I have any hope of making this night last as long as I want to. I’m too close to the edge right now. I focus on undoing the buttons of my shirt, letting the material fall to the ground as I watch Tilly’s every move.

She reaches behind her to pull the zipper at her lower back down. When it’s loose, she lets the straps fall from her shoulders, and the material slinks down her body until it pools at her feet.

“Goddamn,” I groan. The half corset pushes her tits up until they’re practically spilling over the edge. All I want to do is bury my face in them. Then there’s the thong. The lacy material shows her waxed pussy through the material. I twirl my finger in the air to get her to turn around.

When she does, I have to unbutton my pants before my cock is strangled by the material. Her perfectly heart-shaped ass is fucking out of this world. “Bend over on the bed. I need to spend a little time with your ass first.”

Tilly huffs out a laugh but follows my instructions. I kneel behind her and press my nose to one of her cheeks. Then I take a bite. Tilly lets out a startled yelp followed by a moan when I lick the spot where I bit her.

Hooking my hands in her thong, I pull it down to the floor. She kicks it off to the side, leaving her gloriously bare for me. The smell of her arousal makes my mouth water, and I can’t wait a second longer. I bury my face in her pussy, licking every inch of her I can reach.

Each sound she makes spurs me on. I want to learn every single thing that will drive her crazy. I need to know how many times I can make her come before she passes out. And I’m dying to feel her wrapped around my cock.

I pump two fingers into her while my mouth continues to devour her clit. Her hips take over, grinding against my face.

“That’s it, pretty girl. Take what you want.” My words vibrate against her. She moans, her pussy tightening around my fingers. I’m going to come in my pants if she keeps this up. I’m holding on to my control by a thread.

I suck her clit deep into my mouth, and she comes on a keening wail.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Tilly pants.

I slowly pull away from her once she’s come back down. “The sounds you make…” I pull on her hip to get her to turn over. I’m dying to see her face. I need to know exactly what my touch did to her. Every inch of Tilly is authentic. She holds nothing back, no matter what. It’s my favorite thing about her.

Tilly groans at my request, choosing to stay on her stomach. Instead of forcing her to flip over, I grab her around the waist and lift, sliding her up toward the middle of the bed. She’s like a rag doll, giving no effort to help me out.

Then she giggles, and I realize she did it just to mess with me.

“You little brat.” I tickle her rib cage, making her squeal.

She flips over onto her back, her golden-brown eyes shining with laughter. “You’re still wearing pants.”

I look down at them, then back at her. “Why don’t you do something about that?”

Mischief flashes in her eyes, and she pushes me down to the bed, throwing her leg across mine to straddle me. Tilly’s soft hands start exploring my chest. They bump along every muscle, both simultaneously tickling and arousing me.

Her fingers dance across my abs, slowly getting closer to the waistband of my pants. My pulse is hammering in my neck with her teasing. She looks like a goddess sitting on top of me, completely bare and confident in herself.

Then she hooks her hands into my pants, yanking them down, along with my briefs. My cock springs out, stretching up toward my stomach.

“I always had a feeling your cock would be big. Now I’m realizing my fantasies never did you justice.” Tilly helps me kick off my pants, and then her hands start to slide up my legs.

“That’s better than being a disappointment. I’d love to hear about these fantasies… Oh, fuck.”

Tilly’s mouth is on my cock before I have a moment to prepare. Her tongue traces the vein along the underside, mapping every inch of me before she wraps her pouty lips around the head. When her gaze flicks up to look at me, I think my heart might explode.

“You look so fucking good, pretty girl,” I groan. She moans around me, taking me further into her mouth. “Does sucking my cock turn you on? Is your pussy weeping for me?”

Tilly’s hips begin to move, and I’m finally at my limit. I take a fist full of her hair to pull her off me. “I need inside you. Right. Now.”

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