The sound of my real name on her lips always did dangerous shit to my head.
I kissed lower, dragging my tongue over the swell of her breasts before sucking one nipple deep into my mouth. Her back arched, a needy sound spilling from her lips while I worked her over slowly, alternating between licking, sucking, and scraping my teeth lightly over the sensitive peaks until she writhed beneath me.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned against her skin. “These pretty tits drive me insane.”
Her fingers painfully yanked my hair when I bit down just enough to make her gasp.
I switched to the other breast, giving it the same filthy attention while my hand slid lower over her stomach, my fingertips teasing the inside of her thigh. Every inch of her reacted to me so perfectly.
When I finally started sliding down her body again, intent on tasting her until she was shaking apart all over another time, her hand landed against my chest. I paused and looked up at her, my brow raised.
She bit her lip, suddenly shy in a way that made my cock twitch. Her eyes darted downward briefly toward my erection before flicking back to mine.
“I want to…” She blushed harder. “You know.”
A grin spread slowly across my face. “You wanna suck me off, baby?”
Her lips parted slightly before she nodded.
Fuck.
The image alone nearly took me out.
I leaned down and kissed her hard before pulling back enough to rasp, “Scoot up the bed for me.”
She moved immediately, pushing herself higher against the pillows while I shifted over her, settling carefully so my thighs bracketed her head. My cock hung directly above her mouth now, achingly hard and the tip glistening with precome.
“Open up.” My tone was grittier than I’d intended from the control it was taking to hold myself back from lowering down and fucking her mouth.
Her eyes lifted to mine before her lips parted.
And holy fucking shit. The second her mouth closed around me, I nearly blacked out.
A rough curse tore from my throat while my head dropped back. She took me slowly at first, her lips soft and warm aroundmy cock while her tongue dragged underneath my hard length in long strokes that made my vision blur.
“Fuck, Cecily.” I gripped the headboard behind her. “That’s it. Just like that, baby.”
She moaned softly around me at the praise, and the vibration nearly fucking killed me. Then she got bolder. Her hand wrapped around the base while her mouth slid lower, taking more of me inch by inch until I stared down at her with my jaw clenched and every muscle in my body pulled tight.
“You trying to fucking kill me?” I rasped.
She pulled back just enough to speak, her lips swollen and shining. “Maybe a little.”
I laughed once, the sound rough. “Cute.”
Then she took me deep again, and I forgot every coherent thought in my damn head.
“Fuck, yes,” I growled, one hand tangling carefully in her hair while I watched her work my cock like it was made just for her. “Look so fucking pretty taking me down your throat.”
Her cheeks hollowed slightly, and I swore hard under my breath, my hips jerking before I forced myself still again.
“Good girl. Yeah, just like that. Suck it. Fuck yes!”
The room filled with filthy sounds—her soft moans around me, the wet slide of her mouth, and my own rough curses every time she swallowed me deeper. She looked completely wrecked already, her eyes glassy and cheeks flushed while she took me apart piece by piece.
Then she looked up at me through her lashes, and fuck if that sight didn’t send me straight over the edge. My grip tightened instinctively in her hair as pleasure slammed through me so hard it almost knocked the breath out of my lungs.
“Cecily, fuck?—”