West was sporting a new silver cock piercing–well, new since I'd seen it last. It was a frenum, a small barbell just below the head.
"Do you like it?" He ran his hands through my hair, his eyes hooded. It was a heady feeling knowing I did that to him.
I smiled and flicked the barbell with my tongue a few times. I'd never been with a guy with a cock piercing, so it was all new to me, but I had heard from some of the girls at Aces that they were a game changer.
"I'll take that as a yes," West said with a smirk.
I pulled the head of his cock in my mouth, swirling around it with my tongue, alternating between sucking and licking, moaning at the salty taste of him.
I didn’t have much experience with blow jobs, but based on the noises West made–the hisses and groans–he was enjoying himself.
His hands slithered through my hair, not pulling on me but massaging my head. Enjoying it but not taking control of the situation. It must've killed him to let me run the show.
I opened my mouth wider, relaxing my throat, and he pushed inside until he hit resistance.Yup, definitely not fitting all the way.I continued up and down his shaft, cupping and squeezing his balls with one hand and gripping his firm ass with the other.
He tensed when I licked from the bottom of his shaft to the tip of the head. I pulled away from him and basked in his stare for a moment. Seeing him vulnerable for me was fucking hot. I clenched my legs together, more than ready to get him between my thighs.
"Quit holding back," I ordered before taking him in my mouth once again.
His eyes darkened, his grip on my hair tightened, and he began thrusting wildly into my mouth, pushing in as far as he could go over and over. Tears welled up in my eyes and I gripped his thighs while he fucked me, his balls slapping my chin. I let him take control of me, and fuck if I didn’t love it. A guy like West was happiest when he was in control. And for some reason, I wanted to make him happy.
I wanted him to fuck me recklessly.
The animalistic grunts coming from his chest made me want to come from that alone–is it possible to come without being touched? He pulled out of me and swept his thumb along my bottom lip. "I'm not coming in this pretty mouth tonight."
He pulled me up by my arms and kicked off his jeans the rest of the way. I unzipped my boots and toed them off before he inched the straps of my dress down, pulling it over my breasts and down my body until it was a purple pool at my feet. I wore a pair of black cotton panties–nothing else.
“You’re beautiful,” West said as he cupped my breasts and squeezed them. He dipped his mouth to take in one of my nipples, sucking at it, and rolling the other one between his thumb and finger.
I threw my head back and a moan escaped my lips as he continued to lick my nipples, switching from left to right, making sure they both were shown equal attention. I pulled his shirt off and tossed it across the room, wanting to feel every naked inch of him against me.
West fell back on the bed, positioning himself so his head was propped on the pile of pillows. “Get that perfect pussy on my face.”
I climbed on the bed and straddled West, my hot body melding against his as I moved further up the bed. His eyes locked on my breasts and he squeezed them. His hands slithered down my stomach and landed on my hips as I crawled further, stopping with my pussy above his face.
"You better hold on," he warned before pushing my panties to the side, pulling down on my hips, and slamming me onto his face.
I heeded his warning and held onto the headboard as West's tongue ignited a raging fire throughout my body. As he lapped my arousal, I circled my hips chasing my high, consumed with the feeling of his tongue on my clit. West massaged my ass and kept me pinned to him as his tongue went up and down my pussy. He sucked my clit and licked circles with his tongue, alternating between harsh and soft. Right when I was about to explode, he pulled back and started all over again.
"West, please. I need to–"
"I know what you need, princess," he said before sucking my clit into his mouth and biting down, pushing me over the edge and making my body come alive with pain and pleasure. I bucked through my orgasm and he continued to suck and lick and prod with his wicked tongue. "So fucking good when you come, baby," West murmured from under me.
Before I could come down from my release, he grabbed my hips and pushed me down onto the bed. Suddenly I was under him, panting and trying to regain my focus as he kissed me everywhere. My neck, my chest, between my breasts, down to my belly button. He nibbled and bit, soothing each spot with his tongue before moving on. Once he reached the fabric of my panties, he swiftly removed them and tossed them on the nightstand.
"I'm taking those," West said before sucking my nipple into his mouth. He massaged my breasts as he licked and sucked and bit. I felt like I could explode. The overstimulation was too much. I needed him inside of me. I moaned and wriggled beneath him, needing to be filled by him.
Needing more.
As if he heard my thoughts, West lined his cock up with my entrance. He was dripping from all the foreplay and my pussy glistened, a silent scream for his cock. He pushed the head of his cock against my clit. "When are you going to admit it?"
"Admit what?" I asked breathlessly, barely able to contain myself. I just wanted him.
"Admit that this pussy is mine," he said as he slammed into me, producing a groan from my lips, both in a jolt of pain and ecstasy. "Go ahead and deny it, but your body tells the truth."
"I, West, argh fuck!" I said as he slammed into me again.
“Say it, princess. Tell me you’re mine.” His hands gripped my waist as his cock stroked me, stretched me, filled me.