Addicted

Chapter 36.

My mind is racing thinking about the endless possibilities I could do to make him feel good. He adjusts himself on my bed, leaning back so his legs rested in front of him. My small hands reach down in front of him and undo his button of his jeans and unzip them, dipping my hands inside until I find what I was looking for. He moans softly when our skin touches and I watch his face as I move my and against him. His eyes are closed shot, enjoying the sensation and his hip moves forward into my hand.

I need this, need him.

I pull his pants down, taking his boxer briefs with them, and he helps me by lifting his hips. My hand immediately goes back to his shaft and I grip him in his hands. Watching him impressively grow in my hand and twitch every time I move my hand.

My mouth alone was opening and gaping, feeling so much pleasure from his face, the noises he was making and his body, almost shaking with the sensation.

I wanted more of him wanted to savour every part of him.

I get off of my bed, dropping down in front of me and he turns towards me. I kneel in front of him and before he could say another word, I take him into his mouth, trying not to smile when I hear his voice hitch in his throat. I look up at him, batting my eyelashes, and feeling the wetness pool in my underwear already.

I love to make him feel like this.

I work my tongue around him, flicking and swirling it up and down his impressive length. He thrusts his hips into my mouth with every forward motion and I try and concentrate on not gagging. I use my hand on the rest of him, creating a perfect rhythm of movement.

His breathing was shallow and quick, as if he couldn't get enough air. He leans back on one of his hands, the other going to my now short hair and tugging lightly and gliding my head up and down him.

"Fuck," he said between his teeth and I felt an electric current shoot through my body and straight to the pit of my stomach. His eyebrows were drawn together, and his eyes were squinted enjoying the sensation.

I begin moving my head at a dangerous speed. His hips meet my mouth with every thrust. He moans loudly and I couldn't help but laugh in my throat. His thighs twitch and his jaw is dropped.

I want to make this beautiful man come undone.

I continue my up and down movement of my head, paying extra attention to the tip of his dick. He tips his head back briefly and then looks down at me, his gaze intense.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," he says, and I gently bare my teeth against him gliding them lightly up his shaft and I hear him curse under his breath.

"Angel, I'm going to come," he moans in a rough voice and I continue my fast pace.

His hand grips my hair a little tighter, continuing to work his hips in my mouth. I bare my teeth again, feeling him twitch against my mouth and he moans aggressively, pausing halfway through a thrust as warm liquid fills my mouth. I continue my sucking, keeping my pace and allowing him to ride out his orgasm against my mouth.

I take it all in, swallowing it all; again, trying not to gag.

"You are so good at that," he says, catching his breath. He looks down at me, kneeling in front of him and I wipe the corner of my mouth with my thumb, then sucking my thumb afterwards. His eyes are so dark as he stares at me, full of lust.

"You just taste go good," I say, seductively. I suck my thumb and watch as his eyes watch my mouth.

"Get undressed," he demands. I smile and stand up in front of him. I take off my clothes slowly, keeping eye contact with him as I do. As soon as I was completely naked in front of him, he grabs me by my hip, taking me to the bed in one quick movement making me giggle. He hovers over me, his hand coming to my cheek and creating a small circle there. He kisses me softly at first, but after a couple seconds the fire builds between the both of us and he deepens the kiss. I rock my hips dangerously against him, as its just skin on skin. He moans loudly. I was already so wet, gliding over him easily.