Chapter 14
Ensley
Thorn’s tongue was inside my mouth, and his hands were in my hair. This was the moment I’d been fantasizing about since I first saw him walk into the bar. His large, strong arms gripping me, his biceps flexing as he held me pinned to himself. His mouth was rough on mine, and I could feel the wetness spreading between my legs.
He pulled his lips away from me, and I was panting. Thorn’s green eyes focused on mine and for a few moments; I felt lost and like I was in a dream.
“Do you really want this, Ensley?” he asked me, and I nodded my head vigorously. How was I supposed to explain to him that this was exactly what I needed?
A grunt escaped Thorn’s lips, and with his arms, he lifted me up and then quickly lowered me down on my back. I was lying on the couch now, and he was hovering over me. His eyes roamed over my body, he was almost salivating, and it made me even more excited for him.
I couldn’t have imagined someone like him wanting me with such intensity. I was ready to do whatever he wanted. I reached my hand out towards the bulging cock in his jeans, but he gently pushed my hand away.
“You first, princess,” he said, in a deep, gruff voice; sending electric shivers up my spine.
Kneeling over my outstretched body on the couch, it took him just a few seconds to pull my pajama bottoms down. He threw them away on the floor and then ran his hands up and down my legs. My skin was puckered with goosebumps. I knew he could see that my lace panties were drenched in my juices. He reached for my pussy, gently feeling for my slit through the soft fabric.
His touch was electric. My body writhed with desire, and I arched my back and moaned. Thorn was staring at me, his green eyes wide and focused on my face and he gave another swipe with his fingers.
“You are so fucking gorgeous. You know that?” he said, but didn’t bother with a response. I had never felt more beautiful than I did in his arms right now.
“I want you to relax. You need to sleep well tonight,” Thorn said, and I bit down hard on my lip. His fingers continued to run up and down my slit, through my sticky wet panties and I couldn’t stop moving.
“Let me see those beautiful tits of yours,” he grumbled, and he didn’t have to ask me twice. I pulled my pajama top up, over my head, and threw it to the ground. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and now my breasts with their erect pink nipples were on full display.
He glared at my nipples, I could see the pleased look in his eyes.
With one hand, he continued stroking me, while his other reached for my breasts. Within moments, my nipple was between his fingers. He was squeezing and pulling it, and it was like a trigger. My body started to shake and move, as loud moans escaped my lips. His fingers were warm and large, and they teased my breasts and nipples to the point of no return.
He had barely done anything to me, and I was already on the verge of coming.
“Thorn, please,” I said, in a small squeaky voice and he smiled at me.
“Please what? What do you want me to do to you?” he asked, stroking my pussy even harder now. His other hand cupped my right breast, and he squeezed, making my nipple cry out with desire. I wanted his mouth on my breasts, I wanted to feel the wet warmth of his tongue on my nipple.
“I want to come. I want you to make me come,” I said, through my panting. He smiled again.
“And do you promise that you’ll go to sleep after that?” he asked and I nodded my head. I would have agreed to anything if only he allowed me to come.
“Good girl,” he said in a growl and then started pulling my panties down.
Once I was completely naked, he held me by my hips and pulled me closer to him. I could see the intense look in his eyes. He genuinely just wanted me to relax. Even though his cock was rock hard and tenting his jeans, he was more concerned about how I was feeling and for my orgasm. No man had ever treated me like this before. My eyes rolled in my head.
Thorn’s face was now hovering over the spot between my thighs. He stretched his hands out to cup both my breasts, and he squeezed them again.
I could feel his hot breath on my wet pussy, and I parted my legs wide. He knew what he was doing. He was confident about making me feel good, and I couldn’t wait.
He looked up at me abruptly, and in his green eyes, I could see his strength. I was safe with him. I felt like I was the luckiest girl in the world right now. With his eyes still on me, he stuck his tongue out. It was long and thick, and my body shuddered. Slowly, he lowered his tongue towards my pussy. I was holding my breath. I couldn’t wait for the moment, and it finally came. When his tongue slid into my juicy warm pussy.
I cried out with pleasure. It was just the beginning, and I couldn’t hold back on the reaction it had on my body.
He licked me again, this time, his lips locked over my swollen clit and he tugged at it.
“Does this feel good for you, princess?” he asked, and my mouth had fallen open, I was panting and moaning, and I tried to nod my head in the middle of that.
“Yes, please, more!” I exclaimed, and Thorn smiled before he dove into my pussy again.
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Thorn’s tongue was in my pussy, and he knew exactly what to do with his lips so that my clit was stroked at the same time. The feeling was overwhelming, I didn’t even feel like I was in my own body anymore. He made a loud slurping sound with his mouth as he licked me and I couldn’t stop myself from shuddering.
I cried out his name repeatedly, reaching for the hair on top of his head to hold. He handled me roughly, not giving me a moment to breathe and I liked it. His tongue slid in and out of my pussy, while his fingers tugged at my nipples.
I could feel the pressure mounting up inside me. I wasn’t going to be able to hold on for very long. His tongue was in me, deep in me and he moved it around before slipping it out and slamming it back into my pussy again.
I rose my body up, making it easier for his tongue to dive into me. It was like a huge weight was being slowly and slowly lifted off my shoulders. Nothing mattered anymore, other than how good Thorn was capable of making me feel.
His fingers squeezed my nipples, they had turned from pink to red from the teasing. I moaned and cried out his name, while his tongue lapped against my folds. He licked up my juices and kept stroking with his tongue.
Then, when he moved his hand away from my nipple and down to my clit, I knew I would burst any moment. He used his thumb to stroke my already engorged clit while his tongue continued to slide in and out of my pussy.
“Thorn! I’m going to come! Oh my God!” I screamed, and I could feel him smiling. He didn’t stop. Instead, his tongue started lapping even harder against my folds. His thumb pushed and pinched and rubbed my clit, and I felt myself burst.
No orgasm had ever felt like this before. It was a violent release, and I could feel my juices trickling right on to his lips. He didn’t stop. His tongue didn’t stop stroking my folds till my body finally began to calm.
“Oh my God, Oh my God…” I continued to murmur. There was a dark hazy film around me. It was like the whole world had stopped still and nothing other than Thorn’s tongue in my pussy was moving.
When he shifted, sliding his tongue out for the last time, I blinked and finally, everything began to fall into place again. My orgasm had subsided, and I was able to breathe normally again.
Thorn straightened himself up, and I watched as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. There was an amused grin on his face. He should be amused! I thought. He had given me the best orgasm of my life, and I hadn’t even seen his cock yet.
“How are you feeling, princess?” he asked, and he reached for my hair, tenderly stroking it.
I would have expected him to change his mind by now. Wasn’t that what most guys were like? Especially men like Thorn? I thought that he wanted a fuck, and that was all he wanted-I was worried that all the rest had been an act, but he was stroking my hair now. He was still smiling.
“I guess I feel good,” I replied and burst out laughing. There were no words to describe how exactly I was feeling right now.
“Perfect. That was my aim,” he said and got off the couch.
I could see his cock standing erect in his jeans. He caught me looking, and he cupped his cock like he was trying to get it to calm down.
“Isn’t it your turn now?” I asked him, while my heavy eyelids sagged. Thorn was right, this orgasm was exactly what I needed. It was going to be very easy for me to fall asleep now.
I blinked my eyes rapidly, trying to keep myself awake. I didn’t want to be selfish and just fall asleep after he’d pleasured me.
It was only when I felt Thorn’s arms around me that I realized I had already nodded off. He was lifting me off the couch. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me through to my bedroom. I watched his handsome profile, his sharp straight nose, his strong pointy chin.
He laid me gently down on my bed, and before he could do anything else, I pulled him down on the bed with me. We both laughed, as I wrapped my arms around his neck again and kissed his cheek.
“Sleep here with me,” I whispered in his ear. He turned to look at me and then kissed my lips tenderly.
“Whatever you want, princess. Your wish is my command,” he said, and I felt a thrill run down my spine as I watched him get into my bed. He was still fully clothed, and I reached for his throbbing hard cock.
Thorn placed a hand on mine, stopping me from stroking it.
“You need to sleep, Ensley. You’re tired,” he said, and we stared at each other. No man had ever been this selfless with me before. Thorn was just full of surprises! Ever since the first moment we’d met, he hadn’t failed to astound me with everything he did.
I laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes.
“I know I’m safe with you,” I murmured, as I felt a wave of sleep taking over my senses. He was right again, there was no way that I had the energy right now for round two.
I felt his fingers running through my hair, while I allowed sleep to overcome me. It didn’t feel like I was with a man who I’d met only a few hours ago. I’d forgotten that I barely even knew this guy.