Chanel

As soon as his tongue slid through, my toes curled and my back bowed. I let out a shrill yelp, clutching the sheets with one hand and grabbing a fistful of his hair with the other.

He groaned between my thighs, causing a vibrating sensation that tingled the most delicate parts of my body. I gasped as he gradually slid his tongue up, lapping up every trace before pressing his tongue flat on my clit.

“Oh, my goodness,” I breathed, squeezing his dark, silky hair in my hand. I angled my hips down, trying to get him deeper as his tongue dipped into the entrance of my pussy again.

“You taste so good,” he groaned, pulling back just a fraction before going back at it again, swirling his hot, hungry tongue around my swollen nub. “Don’t look away from me. Watch me eat your pussy,” he growled on the damp skin above my clit. “This is what you wanted, right?”

“Yes,” I sighed. It was exactly what I wanted. So I kept my eyes open and my head up, watching as he ate and sucked me like I was his favorite forbidden fruit. He pulled his hand away from his cock and brought both hands up to tilt my hips and put me in a better angle.

And as he sucked my clit like that, in a position I’d never experienced before, I felt my entire body overheating. I was on the verge of exploding, and I couldn’t help sealing my eyes and gripping the sheets between my fingers. My thighs trembled around his head, and before I knew it, I was crying out his name, trembling like never before.

He held my hips and finished me off, drinking me in, groaning like he loved the taste of me.

After finishing me off, he dropped my legs and stood up. My chest worked hard as I tried catching my breath, but this man didn’t hesitate. He grabbed both of my legs and wrapped them around his waist, and then grabbed his cock, sliding the length of it between my slick folds. He teased me all over again, making me writhe beneath him, my clit throbbing, aching as he rubbed up and down.

“I’m not finished with you yet,” he rasped, still teasing my pussy with his beautiful cock. “You want to feel my cock in your pretty little pussy, don’t you?”

I nodded like an innocent child, eyes begging.

“Speak, baby,” he commanded softly, gently pushing the head into the entrance of my pussy. Only the tip. Enough to make me speak because I wanted it all.

“Yes, I do,” I answered breathlessly.

He jerked the head back out and released a shaky breath, leaving me empty again. “Fuck.”

I could tell he was thinking about the consequences. His head shook and his eyes were squeezed tight, trying to hold off.

I knew how he felt. We’d come so far. We were so close. He was right there. Already so damn hard, glistening at the tip.

“Please, Kobe,” I begged again. “I want you to fuck me. I don’t care what my dad says.” I ran my palm over his cock and his eyes remained sealed, trying to keep his composure.

When his eyes opened, they were heated and filled with lusty, wicked flames. His thick tip pressed into me again, this time going a little deeper, and he inched his way in, stretching me wide—wider than I had been accustomed to.

My first time was with my ex. And it was awful and rushed and he wasn’t that big. But Kobe? God, Kobe was so big and thick and with each slow and savory inch inside me, he made me throb more and more around him.

“You want me to fuck you?” he asked in a low, deep voice, his forehead pressing down on mine. As he lowered his body, he shoved my knees up to my chest and I felt him then. Really felt him. He was so deep, so hard and swollen and full. I gripped his forearms, my lips falling open as he withdrew and then thrust his cock in again. “Fine,” he groaned. “I’ll fuck you, show you what a real man feels like.”

His words were powerful. They almost made me come. That’s how sexy he sounded saying them.

My back arched as he positioned himself on his knees, still deep inside me, and lifted me upright against his body, gliding me up and down on his stiff cock, my chest pressed to his, my pussy wrapped around all of him. I gasped with each lift and drop, my arms bolted around his neck.

“Shit, Chanel.” His rumble was heavy, coming from deep in his chest. “Your pussy feels way better than I ever could have imagined, baby.”

“Faster,” I begged, and I kissed him hard, just as he held my ass in his large hands and bounced me up and down on his big cock. Our lips didn’t part as he drilled upward, filling me to the brink, groans riding roughly through his body.

We both became slick with sweat, desperate to come. And it didn’t take long at all for it to happen.

I felt him tense up and then curse as I lightly sank my teeth into his bottom lip and sucked on it. His grip tightened on my ass and then he lowered me to my back again, pushing one of my knees up and burying deep.

He plunged three beautiful times before burying his face into my neck and sucking on the crook of it. My legs locked around him, thighs shaking all over again. My walls tightened around him, eyes shut tight, and I came. I came just as hard as he did.

“Holy shit!” He was still deep, throbbing in my pussy with each spurt of release.

My arms were locked tight around him, my breaths chaotic. I tried catching it, but it was useless.

“Wow,” I panted when he pulled out and rolled over. Never in my life had I experienced something so powerful. So…real. Holy shit was right. He’d blown my expectations out of the water.

Kobe breathed hard with his forearm draped over his eyes, trying to claim oxygen. His chest was damp with sweat, his cock sated, resting on his thigh. I climbed on top of him, purposely grinding on his soft cock, pressing my full lips to his.

My tongue danced around his, and he gave me exactly what I wanted. His hands came down to my hips, holding me down, and he kissed me back, swirling his tongue around mine.

I broke the kiss, dropping my lips to his neck, sucking on it, nipping.

“And here I was thinking you were innocent,” he chuckled.

I smiled behind my next kiss, trailing my lips down until my face was hovering over his now semi-hard cock. I looked up but he was already watching me. I grabbed him, sucked the tip, and then kissed it. His eyes lit up as he watched me kiss it again, then run my tongue over the slit at the tip.

He grabbed me, guiding my body back up so my lips hovered above his, and then flipping me onto my back. He lowered himself, lips inches away from my skin, until he was right where he needed to be—with his face hovering over my sex.

His tongue slid all the way through, finding the pearl between my legs. He licked my sensitive clit and I sighed. Skye was right. He knew a lot of things in the bedroom.

He kissed me there, on the hidden pearl, holding my eyes. “Mine,” he growled, and his tongue swirled around my swollen nub again, causing a hard shudder to hit me. “Your pussy is all mine, Chanel.”

Kobe clutched my hips next, sighing and groaning, his tongue running over his bottom lip.

And then he ate me.

He ate my pussy like it was his last fucking meal.