Joe groaned, tense, fighting the urge to move. To bury his hands in her blonde hair and fuck her sweet, sinful mouth. She was practically teasing him, taking him a little deeper, then easing back, repeatedly. Every now and then she made a sound of enjoyment that traveled right up his dick. He was probably in danger of ripping the blanket beneath him, he was holding it so tight.
She lifted her gaze up his body, looking him in the eye as she closed her lips around him again. When he was as deep as he could go, she closed her eyes and sucked for all she was worth. Or at least, that was what it felt like.
Joe roared, his hips and legs trembling, as his orgasm slammed through him and he came.
Brianna didn’t release him for several long seconds, taking her time licking him clean. “Think you’re ready for round two?”
****
Part of her couldn’t believe her own behavior, but largely Brianna didn’t care. She’d meant what she’d said before they’d started stripping. She was sincerely attracted to Joe, a little more so every time they talked—and kissed—and it wasn’t like she was innocent. Still, it had been a long time, and she found herself thrilled by the look in his dark eyes. The tension in his body when she’d gone down on him. The way he scooped her into his arms once they were both properly naked.
She arched into him as his mouth toyed with her nipple, one strong arm holding her close. His other hand skimmed down her body and dipped between her thighs, fingers stroking past her folds with ease. He licked and flicked and she gasped, curling a hand in his hair. He pushed two fingers into her core, pumping sharply as he repeated the mimicking motions at her nipple and her clit.
Brianna moaned and dug her fingers into his shoulder as the pleasure built inside her. His mouth left her breast and he began burning open-mouthed kisses up her chest. He settled on her throat, brushing the skin with his tongue. At the same time, he increased the intensity of his ministrations at her center. An old fire blazed, hot and nearly out of control, just beneath the surface of her skin. But she wanted more.
“Joe,” she said with a gasp, tugging lightly on his hair.
He lifted from her skin. “What?” The husky timbre of his voice sent another pleasant shiver through her.
Silently questioning her own rationale, Brianna adjusted her grip and pressed her palms against his chest. He rolled willingly, as she’d known he would, and landed on his back. She had a moment to admit to herself, again, that he was extremely attractive. Especially lying before her, naked and aroused, with his chocolate hair mussed and hanging over the tops of his eyes.
Brianna leaned around him, teasing his skin with her lips until she worked her way up to his mouth. As their tongues reunited, she climbed properly atop him, her hands running over his shoulders and down his pecs. She straddled his hips and playfully ground her pelvis against his until both of them groaned.
The kiss broke and she sat up, over him, and glanced down at his erection. She trailed a single finger up his shaft and met his gaze one more time. She wanted him, but for whatever reason she couldn’t resist teasing him a little more. “You haven’t said a word about protection.”
Joe blinked at her for a second, before smirking and settling his hands heavily on her thighs. “Vampires can’t reproduce, honey. I’d have thought you knew that.”
“So,” Brianna said as she pushed up to her knees, “I should just put this—” She twirled the pad of her finger over his tip. “Inside me?”
His voice was a scintillating combination of a growl and a groan when he replied, “If you don’t, I will.”
“Oh?” She positioned herself as his hands slid up to her hips and she honestly wasn’t sure if she sank or he tugged, but regardless, his cock was buried in her pussy. “Ah!”
All thoughts of teasing flew from her mind then. Their bodies rolled against each other and she was reminded of how close he’d brought her with his fingers. Her first orgasm was just out of reach. She picked up a good, titillating rhythm, her fingers curling into the skin over his abdomen.
Joe slid his hands around and took hold of her ass, bucking his hips to increase her tempo and pulling her closer at the same time. She toppled forward and he caught her with a wet, hungry kiss. A hand immediately raced up her spine and tangled in her hair, holding her face to his as their tongues danced and their bodies rocked. The other hand stayed clamped over her ass, fingers splayed, squeezing occasionally.
Brianna grabbed whatever parts of him she could reach, overcome with the need for release, and ground hard against his hips as she sank onto him again. Everything around her went white as she finally burst, crying out into his mouth.
Joe adjusted his grip and sat up, breaking from the kiss to bring his lips around to her ear. His breath was harsh when he whispered, “What happens if I break the bed?”
Brianna wrapped her arms around his shoulders and licked the underside of his jaw. “The bed’s replaceable.” She moved her mouth to his nearest ear in turn. “Just make me feel that again.”
He let out a breath similar to a laugh and rolled them around until her back was on the mattress, him leaning over her, his dick still fully buried inside her. Meeting her gaze again, he said, “The way I feel, we’re just getting started.” She would have smiled, maybe laughed, but he followed the promising declaration by moving. He withdrew, then thrust back into her.
In moments Brianna was racing back to the edge.
He hooked his arms under her knees, lifting her legs and bending them back, driving himself deeper. Harder. They both groaned and he leaned over her, kissing her body. Her chest, her shoulders, her neck, even her face. His cock pumped in and out of her pussy with deliciously powerful thrusts, yet he was peppering such light kisses on her skin. Her heart fluttered in an odd sort of synchronization with her core, his fingers dug into her thighs, and ecstasy ripped through Brianna without warning.
Joe’s orgasm followed almost immediately and the room filled with the cries of their pleasure.