In answer to his plea, Sangria braced her hands against the shower stall and spread her legs farther apart. With a feral growl, Vance tossed the sponge over his shoulder and dropped to his knees behind her. She closed her eyes in ecstasy as she felt his hands kneading her ass cheeks, his thumbs feathering against her throbbing intimate flesh. Need, hot and delicious, licked at the insides of her thighs, making them tremble and making her sex weep with want.
Vance brought his hands down and wrapped his palms around her vibrating flesh. “Your quivering excites me, Sangria. Like a virgin on her first night.”
“I’m no virgin,” she growled.
“You are with me.” And with that, he moved his hands up, separated her cheeks with his thumbs, and slid his tongue into her pussy.
She jerked violently, as surges of intense pleasure smashed into her, surprising a loud moan from her lips. “Ah, fuck,” she groaned as another wave of glorious rapture swept over her.
Vance was doing incredibly delectable things to her sex. While his tongue lapped at her inflamed clit, causing sizzling jolts to shoot up and down her body, he circled her anus with his finger. Every so often, he pushed the tip in and then out, teasing her with every movement.
Intense pleasure built up deep in her belly and between her legs. Sangria could feel the liquid heat swirling around deep within preparing to explode. She didn’t think she could handle it. Too many violent sensations bombarded her at once. Shaking her head, she ground her teeth and clenched her legs against the onslaught.
“Open for me, baby,” Vance cooed, stroking her anus and vaginal opening with his fingers.
She shook her head back and forth, panting like a dog.
“Let go, Sangria. I won’t hurt you.” He inserted a finger into her and swirled it around, exploring every inch of her. “Let go and I promise you more pleasure than you’ve ever felt before.”
She didn’t want to let go. She’d been so uptight and guarded for all her life, how did one just let go? Vulnerable as a child, jumping from foster home to foster home, Sangria vowed never to feel that way again. But the promise of what Vance offered pulled at her insides, and tugged at her legs. Could she finally just let go and feel real raw emotion?
With sounds of encouragement, Vance eased her legs even further apart, and pushed her forward forcing her to arch her back. She allowed him to maneuver her, to control her. He was the expert and she put herself in his capable hands, literally.
“That’s it, baby,” he purred as he slipped another two long fingers into her, pumping them in and out at a tortuous lazy pace. “You feel like liquid silk. So soft and wet.”
His words inflamed her even more. Even without the hot water still pounding down on her skin, she’d be drenched. Everything he was doing to her ignited passions she hadn’t felt in a long time, maybe not ever. And she craved more. So much more.
“Oh fuck, yes,” she hissed as he circled her anus with a finger.
“Hang on, sugar.” He pressed his long digit into her virginal opening, filling her slowly, inch by inch. “Deliciously tight, just the way I like it.”
Sangria clamped her eyes shut as a sizzling whip of electricity shot over her body. She was very near to climaxing. All her muscles started to tremble and quiver in anticipation. She bucked against Vance’s hand as he picked up his pace, thrusting his fingers into her pussy and ass in a delicious rhythmic pattern.
“That’s it baby, come for me,” he panted, adding his tongue to the ménage of parts fucking her hard and fast.
All it took was one final lick on her clit, and Sangria orgasmed. In an explosion of white light and total rapture, she cried out. “Yes! Oh, my, God, yes!”
Her legs shook violently but Vance held her up, his fingers still pumping inside her, prolonging her orgasm. She could barely see, nor hear, nor think. All that crossed her mind was total bliss. Slowly, her climax ebbed, but he was still there at her pussy, licking her, keeping the shocks and jolts of pleasure searing through her like lightning. She wanted to push him away to allow her to think, but at the same time, she wanted him to keep his assault going so she would never have to again.
“Oh, baby, you taste so fucking good.” Finally, he relinquished his hold on her sex, but gave her quivering flesh one final lap with his tongue.
Eventually, reason came back to her in a rush, and she was able to draw air without panting. Clawing her way up the shower stall, she managed to stand. Every muscle in her body still trembled with exertion and spent passion. Every nerve ending still pulsed with want and desire. She turned just as Vance stood and she stared him in the face.
Good lord, he was gorgeous. Silky dark hair plastered to his chiseled face from the water, his lips flushed and swollen from sucking on her pussy, and his eyes still aflame with lust. She gazed down his lean slick body until she found his cock. He was erect and glistening from the water still spraying on them both.
With a cheeky grin, Vance touched his cock, sliding his hand over his shaft. “It seems I’m not so professional after all.”
Four
Unable to control her hunger any longer, Sangria launched herself at him. He must have anticipated it, because he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, and crushed his mouth to hers. A surplus of tastes circled in her mouth as they kissed, including her own lusty juices. It tasted like ambrosia on his lips and tongue. Moaning and groaning into him, she raced her hands over his body. Up his back, down to his ass. She searched everywhere for his flesh, something to hold onto, something to dig into while their tongues tangoed in her mouth.
Sliding his hands down, Vance grabbed her ass and lifted her up into his arms. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Sangria didn’t miss a beat as he carried her into the other room. She continued to feast on his mouth, nipping and tugging at his full bottom lip.
She nearly squealed when he dropped her onto the mattress and covered her wet throbbing body with his own. Nestling his cock between her legs, he nibbled on her chin and neck, while his hands were busy at her breasts, squeezing and pulling her nipples into aching rigid peaks.
Spreading her legs wide, she tried to capture his cock with her slick inner folds. Eager to have him sheathed inside, Sangria nudged her pussy against him repeatedly. Groaning, he finally acknowledged the hint, and guided his cock into her, sliding in with one hard thrust.
She ground her teeth against the urge to scream as he filled her completely. She thanked the lord that she was already sop-ping wet or he would have never slid in so easily. Even now, she felt overstuffed with his long wide cock moving inside. She could hardly breathe with the delight of it.
“Oh god, you’re still so tight,” he panted through clenched teeth. “You’re like crushed velvet against my cock.”
“Shut up and fuck me,” she growled against his throat. “You talk too much.”
He ceased all movements and grinned down at her. “Hmm, sounds like someone’s pretty eager.” He slipped out of her and sat up.
“What are you doing?” She grabbed for him, but he slapped her hands away.
“I want to know how much you want me.”
“Fuck that.”
Still smiling, he sat back against the wall and stroked his cock lazily. “Then you’ll get none of this.”
Leaning on her elbow, Sangria couldn’t help but watch as he touched himself. Furious that he denied her what she wanted, she couldn’t turn away. He was an exquisite example of male perfection. Even his cock was perfect. And she wanted it, she wanted him.
She knew he was playing a game with her. She hated games especially when it came to interaction between the sexes. But something about this man made her want to play. It was more than the gorgeous cock between his legs, and the way it filled her up. Here was a man that only the rich, the privileged, and influential touched. He was a man she would never have thought of approaching, never dreamed of being with. Her past lovers had always been just as serious and uncomplicated as she was. Not someone to laugh with, or to share comfortable silences. As she watched Vance, eyed him up and down, taking in his smoldering eyes, handsome face, and playful smile, she realized that she could do that and more with him. That she wanted to.