“No. Don’t. I can smell how turned on you are, Lex. Now I need to taste you. That tease in the car was nowhere near enough. Lie back and let me take care of you.” I do as he says, and he kneels between my legs. He traces the tip of his nose along my inner thigh, placing soft, slow, kisses as he gets closer to my aching pussy. I whisper his name, and his fingertips graze my legs. I need more of him. I can’t handle much more teasing. He looks up at me through lust-filled eyes, and slides his thumbs under the thin pieces of fabric holding up my thong, carefully slipping it and my shoes and socks off my feet in one fluid motion. My body is now exposed to him, vulnerable and ready. Before I can even feel self-conscious about my exposure, I feel the heat of his wet tongue on my clit. One hand slides under my dress, kneading my breast. He uses his index and middle finger from his other hand to spread me open further, giving him better access to delve his tongue inside of my pussy. He swirls, thrusts, and teases me to the edge. I arch my back in pleasure, forcing my breast harder into his hand. I’m about to lose control when he stops. I can feel him smirking against me before he stands up.
“Coen…” The heat from his mouth, gone. The electricity from his touch, gone. The orgasm I damn near reached, gone. I see his shadow move toward the widow. There’s just enough light for me to see his face. I prop myself up on my elbows to get a better look at him.
“Coen, what the hell?”
He turns around, pulls something out of the dresser and slips it into his pocket. He pulls his shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor. “Patience, Lex. I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you. At least, not tonight.” His voice is deep and gritty. I push myself up closer to the head of the bed as he stalks closer, looking like a lion about to devour his next meal. Steady. With determination. Heated. His shoulders roll each time he places his hands on the bed. His scent is driving me wild. The look in his eyes both intimidates me and turns me on. Hovering over me, I can see that not only are his arms and neck covered in gorgeous, brightly colored tattoos, but his chest and stomach are as well. So fucking hot. I swallow hard in anticipation. I’m still so wet from where he had his mouth on me moments ago. I still need more.
Coen’s nose is almost touching mine. His green eyes sparkle as they catch a hint of light from the window. I’m expecting him to kiss me, but then I feel his hand sliding up my leg and under my dress. “I want to see all of you, Lexi.”
I lift myself up just enough for him to pull my dress over my head, tossing it off the bed. He places his hands on either side of my head while I pull his neck down to my lips. I kiss each one of the tattoos and lick up to his ear, stopping to nibble on it. God, his neck is perfect, even better than I imagined. He emits a low growl that sends shivers through me, and his mouth crashes onto mine. Coen reaches down between my legs and circles my clit with his fingertip, slowly swirling before thrusting his middle finger into my wet, throbbing pussy. He slides it back out and then back in again, this time adding his ring finger.
“So fucking tight…” He brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean, “Mmm…and so damn sweet. I can’t wait to feel this slick, tight pussy clenching around my rock hard cock when I fucking take you,” Coen growls. He goes back to kissing me and fucking me with his fingers. His words make me so hot, and I can taste myself on his lips. I can’t help but wish I could taste him, too. My body rocks into his hand as we get into a perfect rhythm. He takes my breast and leans down to suck on my nipple, sending fire through my entire body. Taunting, teasing, nibbling. He curls his fingers up inside of me and hits the perfect spot, and I lose all control. I scream his name, and for a moment the world goes black. My senses are on overload.
Never in my life have I had such a mind-blowing orgasm. I knew I needed this, but I don’t know how badly. No one has ever made me feel this way. It pains me to think this is just a one-time thing, and this entire whirlwind of a day is going to be over soon. I may never see him again. I’m seeing a different side of him right now, and fuck me if it isn’t hot as hell.
I open my eyes as Coen places a tender kiss on my lips.
I smile at him as he hovers over me. “God, Lex, you’re absolutely breathtaking when you come.” He places a soft kiss on my forehead.
“Well, you’re quite impressive with your hands and mouth, I must say.” Reaching down, I start to undo his pants. His eyes ignite with desire.
“Now let me show you how impressive mine are.” I wet my lips and rub his hard cock through his jeans. A low moan escapes from the back of his throat as he rolls over onto his back. I climb over between his legs and grab onto his jeans.
“Wait a sec.” He reaches down and grabs a condom out his pocket, laying it beside him on the bed. “We’re going to need that later, because I’m not through with you yet.”
“Is that so?” I say, tugging off his jeans, tossing them to the floor with the rest of our clothes. To my surprise he isn’t wearing any underwear. “Commando, huh? I pegged you as more of the boxer-brief type.” I start kissing his long, sexy neck, and then down his chest and rock hard abs, all the way down his tall, muscular body.
He hisses and then groans, “Mmm, it was laundry day and let’s just say I had more…intriguing things to attend to.” He shifts on the bed and gently grips his hand in my hair as I take his rock hard cock into my warm, wet mouth. I suck with just the right amount of pressure and pump him with my hand in a perfect rhythm. “Ah, fuck, Lex,” he cries out in pleasure. “You keep that up and I’m going to…” His voice trails off into growls and hisses and moans. I can feel his body start to tense beneath me, so I stop, pulling him out of my mouth with a pop! Then I flick the tip of my tongue along the head of cock, licking up the precum, teasing with small sucks as I go. “Holy hell, woman. Come here.” Coen’s hand grips my hair a little tighter, gently pulling me up to his mouth. “I don’t want to come until my cock is buried deep inside of you.”
He pulls me into a deep, passionate kiss as I swing my leg over to straddle him, the tip of his cock nudging ever so slightly at my opening. I push back, trying to guide him into my pussy, but he grabs my hips and holds me in place. He then slides his hands up the sides of my torso, giving my tits a quick squeeze as his hands continue their journey up to my face. Once his hands reach my cheeks, he gently pulls me away and places his index finger on my swollen lips. I watch as he reaches down beside us to grab the condom. He rips it open with his teeth, discarding the foil onto the floor and then rolls it on. “I hope you’re ready for the ride of your life, Sweetness. Hold on tight.”
It’s a good thing I’m still so wet, because without a second thought he slams into me all the way to the hilt. “Ohhh God, Coen,” I moan. “You’re so deep.”
He grabs my tits, massaging them in a rhythm. He pinches and rolls my nipples between his fingers as I slowly guide myself up and down on his rock hard cock, matching the speed of his movements. My entire body feels so charged with electricity. What is this man doing to me? My mind is only focused on one thing right now: how fucking amazing it feels to have his gorgeous cock throbbing inside of me. The walls of my pussy are clenching around him like it’s hanging on for dear life. And maybe it is. Or I am. The rest of the world doesn’t exist right now, and I want it to last as long as possible. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
Coen reaches down and circles my clit with his middle finger as I ride him harder and faster. My body is on fire. I feel him start to tense underneath me, and I know he’s close. And so am I. My tits bounce as I continuing riding him. He rubs my clit just a little faster, and then suddenly stops to grab me by the hips and thrust himself into me as deep as he can possibly go. He slams into me hard a few more times, and then slows his speed. The adrenaline is racing through my veins faster than his Hellcat, causing my body to fire on all cylinders. I arch my back and brace myself with my hands on his thighs, causing his cock to rub that perfect sweet spot.