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I fist his hair when he buries his face into the fabric and nips at my clit.
When the tip of his tongue darts out and he pushes the lace against my clit, creating the perfect friction, I urge him to continue with my moans.
My lower stomach contracts when he swirls his tongue and groans that deep, hungry groan of his and starts lapping at me like a starved man, like this is more for his pleasure than mine.
“Please,” I whimper. “I need more, more of you.”
He nudges the lace over to the side slightly and his lips graze my sensitive skin, taunting me. Making sure I know just how great this could feel if something wasn't separating us.
“Until I hear you beg harder the only thing you'll be fucking tonight is my face.”
I grunt and dig my nails into the pillar behind me...then hold on when he sucks the fabric into his mouth, trying to absorb every morsel of me and his expression turns ravenous and greedy.
I can see his own control start to crumble and that's what finally does me in, that's what pushes my own desire to dangerous limits—his insatiable need for me that matches mine for him.
“Please,” I beg, my voice straining. “I want you, Ricardo. I can't wait any longer. I need you inside me...now.”
He stands up and I shiver when he leans in close, so close I can almost taste myself on his lips. “Then take off your fucking panties,” he rasps, right before he makes me a victim to another one of his electrifying kisses that ends with him tearing them off for me.
He lifts me up and I push his suit jacket off his shoulders, needing less clothes between us.
“Wrap you legs around me and hold on tight.”
I smile and do what he says but frown when he picks up his jacket and drapes it over me right before he starts walking us out of the basement.
“What—”
“I'm not fucking you with a dead body as our audience. Even I have standards.” He marches us up the stairs and gives me a wolfish grin. “But feel free to keep begging for my cock on the way to my bedroom.”
Any comeback I had dies when he kisses my neck and up along my jaw until he slants his mouth over mine in a kiss that sizzles so much, I dissolve in his arms.
He bolts past the random men stationed throughout the house and keeps sprinting until we reach his bedroom where he tears his jacket off and pins me against the door.
“Please—”
I'm cut off when his knuckle brushes my clit and he dips a finger inside me.
“That's nice but I want your cock.” I scrape my teeth against his shoulder to try and alleviate some of the ache between my legs.
“Then beg harder for it,” he says gruffly as his finger curls and I slam my head back against the wall.
“Please, Ricardo. I'm begging you, God—” Another finger enters me and I yell, “Oh, fuck—”
The end of my sentence fizzles when the first stirrings of my orgasm slam into me.
Blood plunges through my veins when I hear the sound of his zipper lowering and my eyes lock with his. “Please, Ricardo. Make me come.”
Those dark eyes turn downright smoldering, there's so much passion swimming in them it only immerses me further. Instantly my craving grows to a full blown infatuation of frightening levels and I swear, I will die if he's not inside me soon.
“I need you to make me come with your co—”
Ripples of pleasure whip through me when he circles my clit and then those ripples are turning into full on waves when he finally enters me in one swift motion.
I clamp and squeeze around him, pulling and milking his dick like it's my only salvation as the intensity of my climax peaks.
I look up at him and wait for him to start fucking me senseless. But Ricardo doesn't move, he doesn't start thrusting.
Instead, he watches me intently with the sexiest and cockiest look I've ever seen plastered on his face as I proceed to come all over his cock.
I clench around him one more time and that's when I see him let go.
He leans over and braces his arm on the wall beside my head. A muscle in his jaw works and I feel his entire body tense as he squeezes his eyes shut and groans my name.
I was wrong before, this is the sexiest look I've ever seen. Him falling apart for me, losing control because of me.
He bites his lip and curses under his breath when he slips out of me and we both feel the remnants of my orgasm spill out onto him.
My cheeks flame and he gives me a sly smile as he pushes off me and sits down on the end of the bed.
I stand and watch him, but he crooks a finger at me and says, “Get over here.”
There's a darkness in his eyes now, a predatory look that wasn't quite there before and the energy between us shifts again.
I saunter over but not before letting my eyes roam over his chest and those delectable abs of his that I want to lick and suck. His body's just as solid and muscular as it's ever been. Maybe even more now.
When I reach him, his hand grazes the side of my neck and he pulls me closer. I'm about to climb on top of him but he halts me. “Not so fast.”
I narrow my eyes, the games were fun at first, but now it's downright torturous. “Why not?”
My mouth waters when he holds the base of his glistening erection that's still slick with our come and says, “You have to clean up your mess first.” When I give him a look he adds, “With your mouth.”
I'm on my knees faster than my next breath, his dirty words only fueling me to do very dirty things to him.
I take a moment to appreciate his cock, because it really is a beautiful entity all on its own. He's so thick and hard for me. The piercing on his engorged head and the veins and ridges ru
I open my mouth and he brings his erection closer to me. He purposely teases me by sticking only the tip inside my mouth, giving me just the faintest taste of both myself and him.
I decide to tease him back and the next time he does it, I suck on the swollen head of his dick until he grabs my hair and winds it around his fist.
“More, Lou-Lou,” he rasps and I open my mouth wider before I stretch my lips over his shaft and take him deep just like he wants.
Both his hands tighten in my hair and I inch further down until I'm gagging on him and he grunts, “Fuck.”
His body shudders and a fresh wave of arousal hits me when one hand cups my cheek and he starts fucking my mouth, unable to control himself.
“Jesus—” He growls when I add more suction and gag on him once more. “If you don't stop doing that, I'm go
His nostrils flare when I continue and stroke my tongue along his swollen head before taking him deep again. I know he's about to come by the way he's pulsing in my mouth, growing thicker for me.
When I add even more suction, his eyes squeeze shut and his hips start bucking into my face.
I watch in awe and satisfaction as he goes over the edge and fills my throat with his release.
I swallow every last drop, and then I slowly lick him from base to head and release him with a pop. “I think I got everything,” I say with a smirk of my own.
I almost yelp when he reaches down, lifts me up, and throws me on the bed.
The room spirals when he spreads my legs and dives face first between my thighs, showing me no mercy. Giving it back to me as good as I gave him, only better.
He's ravenous, licking and sucking on my clit and lips like it's his last meal. Curling and pumping his long fingers inside me like I'm an instrument that only he knows how to play—and fucking me with deep strokes of his tongue until I'm so far gone, I don't care if I ever come back because I honestly don't ever want to.