Michaela threaded her fingers through his hair and held him to her. The sensation of him sucking her nipple caused a corresponding pull deep inside her pussy. She ached to have him take her with his cock.
He switched to her other one and gave it the same attention. She rocked against him, making her even wetter. As Kye pulled away, Michaela fisted the front of his shirt and lifted it. She needed to feel his skin next to hers.
He yanked it over his head and tossed it to the floor before he leaned back against the couch and spread his muscular arms along the top of it. “How about you do a little touching of your own?”
She didn’t hesitate. All that male bared flesh was too much of a temptation to resist. Her fingers traced his well-defined pecs as she leaned in and nibbled on his chin. Taking the same exploratory path Kye had on her, she trailed her lips along his square jaw and down. She sucked and licked his skin until she reached where his neck and shoulder met. A large hand sank into her hair at the back of her head and held her there as he loudly panted. She bit him gently and dragged her tongue over the same spot.
Kye’s hips bucked as he ground his erection against her. “God, Michaela. I love the feel of your mouth on me.”
And she liked it there as well. Growing bolder at his words, she continued downward. His wide, hairless chest was a whole new terrain for her to explore. She made sure not to leave his flat nipples out, laving them with the flat of her tongue, as she slowly worked her way farther down his body.
Michaela slid off his lap to kneel between his legs. She learned the ridges of his abs with her mouth while her fingers busily undid his jeans. Once she had the zipper down, she reached inside the parted material. A smile spread across her lips when she found Kye had gone commando.
With nothing else to get in the way, she wrapped her fingers around the hot, hard length of his cock and stroked up and down. Kye groaned. Michaela looked up and found he had his eyes closed and his head leaning back against the couch. His features were tight with what she assumed had to be arousal. It gave her a sense of power that she was capable of bringing a man as large as Kye to this state.
Turning her attention back to what she held, she released his cock only long enough to pull his jeans down past his hips. Satisfied that she now had better access to him, she gripped him at the base of his shaft and dragged her tongue up his full length. Another animalistic growl filled the air as Michaela circled the broad head before taking him inside her mouth.
She sucked him in and out, stroking what she couldn’t take with her hand. The taste of pre-cum hit her tongue as Kye groaned, rocking his hips to match the pace she’d set.
He buried his hand in her hair to hold her to him as he fucked her mouth. “Just like that… Christ, I’m going to come soon. Don’t stop,” he said thickly.
She increased the suction, almost taking him to the back of her throat. She felt his cock grow harder, each breath he took harsher than the last. He moaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as he stiffened and came. Michaela took everything he had to give. Her arousal increased and her pussy throbbed in time with her rapidly beating heart.
Releasing his cock, she looked down to find it still hard, even though he’d climaxed. She’d never known a guy who could do that. With no recovery time needed, it meant she didn’t have to wait to have him. Michaela rose to her feet and undid her jeans, then shimmied out of them until she kicked them away. Her panties quickly followed.
Aching with need, Michaela moved to climb up to straddle Kye’s hips. His erect cock stuck out straight from his body, and she intended to ride him until they both reached orgasm. She had one knee on the couch beside his thigh when he caught her around the waist and took her to her back, onto the carpeted floor.
He kissed her, using his teeth and tongue until she clutched at his shoulders. As he shifted down her body, she panted, “Please, Kye. I need…” Her words trailed off in a gasp when Kye sucked a nipple into his mouth.
After he released the taut peak, he said, “I know, babe. I’m going to give you what you desire. But I have to taste you. If I don’t, I think I’ll go crazy.”
Michaela shifted restlessly under Kye as he drove her insane with his lips and tongue. She whimpered when he nibbled on her hipbone before inching down to the top of her thigh. As he settled between her legs, his broad shoulders forcing her to open wider, she raised her hips in offering.
With a low growl, Kye dipped his head and dragged his tongue along her pussy. Michaela’s eyes just about rolled back into her head as he circled her clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking on it. He licked and sucked before he slipped a finger inside her slick opening. She moaned, riding it as he moved it in and out. But when a second joined the first, and Kye laved her clit at the same time, it was all she needed to fall over the edge into climax. With a loud, keening moan, she shattered, her pussy clutching at the fingers that still worked her.
After the last spasm left her, Michaela went limp. She had to give Kye credit, he sure as hell knew how to give a woman an orgasm with just his mouth. She’d never come this hard during oral sex before.
Kye rose between her legs and rolled them until she lay sprawled, completely boneless along his chest. She felt his erection pressed between them against her stomach. Michaela lifted her head to look at him. He had his eyes closed and he breathed hard. He didn’t look like a man who was sated. More than willing to take what they started further, she brushed a hand down his side and over his hip until she reached the top of his jeans. Clutching it, she pushed down, but Kye stopped her before she got too far.
“No, Michaela.”
At the sound of the strain in his voice, she asked, “Why? You’re still hard. Obviously, you’re still worked up. I know I want all of you.”
He opened his eyes and met her gaze. “I want nothing more than to sink my cock into your pussy and ride you until you scream my name, but I think we should wait.”
“Why?”
“Because it will be better that way.”
The arousal that had rebuilt inside her slowly died. What man would refuse sex? Especially one who not only was extremely turned-on—given the hardness of his erection—but had a naked and willing woman on top of him? Maybe one who found himself with said naked woman and had second thoughts about sleeping with her. At least, that was what shot through Michaela’s mind.
Pushing off Kye, she stood. “Okay. I see. Look, you don’t have to feel obligated to stay. We don’t have to make this an uncomfortable situation, any more than it is already. If you don’t want to sleep with me, you just have to say so. You don’t have to make up some silly excuse about it being better if we waited.”
Michaela felt like a fool. It had been too good to be true to have a guy who looked like Kye actually want to be with her. She didn’t think she was bad in the looks department, but she in no way compared to him. Hell, he could leave her apartment right now and get a woman to finish him off in a blink of an eye.
As she avoided looking at him, she collected her clothes off the floor. Kye’s continued silence gave her the impression that her words had rung true. The excitement of what they had just done disappeared, making her feel hollow inside. She was about to head to the bathroom to change when a large hand wrapped around her ankle and stopped her before she could take more than a couple of steps. She looked down to see Kye was still on the floor and twisted in her direction.