Mae

I’d never come on a man’s tongue, and I was so flipping close when Matt raised his head just barely enough for me to see his mischievous grin. It looked like tonight was not going to be that night either. The man had other plans. As much as I missed his tongue on me, there was no part of me that doubted what he planned was going to be a bazillion times better.

I tried not to second guess why I chose to obey verbal bondage. I liked to be in control. I needed it. Except tonight I wanted to give all of that up and enjoy all that he was offering even if I didn’t quite know what that was yet. He read me well enough to know that using his tie or his belt would’ve had me freaking out and running for the hills.

A whimper escaped my lips. “I need…” I didn’t finish the sentence because I didn’t really know what I needed. Matt. That was what I needed.

“I know what you need.”

“Now.” I was begging. No shame.

“In due time.” He smirked in that sexy way he had before reaching into his discarded pants and fishing out a condom. Thank freaking goodness. “Luckily for you, that time is soon.” And with that he plopped the condom on the bed. Bastard.

He climbed up, hovering so close, yet not touching me, the heat of his skin enveloping me. His face inched closer, my tongue darting out instinctively, licking my lips. Ignoring my restrictions, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, needing to taste him. He let out a small chuckle before sealing his lips to mine. When his tongue sought entrance, I willingly gave it, exploring his mouth with mine, my legs wrapping around him, encouraging him to close the distance between us.

As our kiss broke, I caught my breath as he chuckled merrily. “For the record, I am letting you feel like you're in control.” I was oddly okay with that. More than okay. His body was on mine. His scent wrapped around me. His kisses seared me.

“As I am you.” I nipped at his ear as I ground into his erection, needing both the friction and the feeling of power it gave me when he groaned.

He went back to kissing me, this time starting at my neck and working his way down to my breasts. I’d always been self-conscious of my overly endowed breasts, but the way he worshipped them with his teeth, his tongue, his hands, had me pushing them toward him in a less than self-conscious manner.

Matt reached between us, his fingers finding my soaked pussy, and sunk his finger in as he nipped my nipple. My body reflexively arched into him, begging with the words I no longer had, the need too great. As his hand left my breast and grabbed the condom, I exhaled in relief. I needed him inside me in a way to completely understand.

“Yes,” I whispered as I heard the tearing of the foil and watched him roll it down. “But I wanted to taste that,” I mumbled more to myself than him.

“And taste it you shall, but now… now I think you need to feel it.”

Heck to the yeah on that.

He settled between my legs, his cock teasing my entrance. He was forcing me to beg, the way it tormented my clit, before going where I needed it most. I hated it. I loved it.

After a searing kiss, he slowly entered me, his arms almost quaking. He was holding back. I thrust my hips to speed him along, and he didn’t need any further encouragement.

 “You feel amazing wrapped around my cock.” His rhythm built slowly, his words of praise tumbling out the entire time. I’d never had someone speak to me in that way. Dirty, yet reverent. I can’t wait to watch you ride me, your breasts bouncing with each movement. Look at how beautiful as you are about to come apart beneath me. I can only imagine the way you are going to squeeze my cock when I finally let you come. You are a goddess, Mae. Your curves are an architectural marvel, and I will worship at this altar until you see what I see when I look at you, until the universe wraps its cloak around you and the stars explode in the recognition of you, in the recognition of your new beginning.

My legs tightened around his ass, trying to pull him toward me faster… harder… deeper, meeting each thrust with a move of my hips. I’d been on edge, ready to fall over into the abyss the entire time, but when his hand found my clit, I fell… hard. My body shook with pleasure as I heard him groan with his own, his fingers working my clit the entire time, extending my ecstasy. When he finally collapsed on me, both of us out of breath, it was all I could do to stay awake long enough to murmur, “Thanks.”