Dropping my mouth lower, I find a candy-pink nipple straining against the confining lace and nip at it gently, tugging at it with my teeth.

The sexy fucking whimper that escapes her throat sets fire to the blood beneath my skin.

Her hands eagerly slide down my back, tugging at my shirt. “Take this off,” she breathes, each word laced with urgency.

Leaning back, I help her pull it over my head. Before I can resume my position once again, she places a hand on my chest, halting me.

“Not yet. I want to try something,” she whispers, a hint of shyness creeping into her tone.

Intrigued, I allow her to push me to my back. The position brings the heat of her pussy in direct line with my raging cock.

I thrust up at the contact, drawing a heated gasp from her.

It’s instinct now, an innate pulse that’s been ingrained into me forever, my body always fighting to be one with hers.

I don’t get the chance to do it again before she leans over top of me, the angle lifting her bottom from my lap. I’d be disappointed if it wasn’t for the feel of her warm lips raining hot kisses down my chest.

This is the first time she has taken the initiative. Usually, I’m the one exploring her body for hours before sinking myself balls deep, which I’m perfectly content with. It’s actually become my favorite thing to do, but I can’t deny how good it feels to be on the receiving end right now.

Every muscle in my body strains as she sinks lower. Her hands move toward my belt with purpose, fingers deftly undoing the buckle and sliding into my jeans to wrap around my stiff cock.

A sharp hiss escapes my clenched teeth, punctuating the air as I pump myself into the firm grip.

Her gaze floats up to mine in a moment of desire and uncertainty. “I want to taste you,” she says, her voice draped in innocence. “I want to make you feel good, but I don’t want to do it wrong, so I need you to help me, okay?”

If it wasn’t for the sincerity reflected in every feature of her face, I’d laugh at the unnecessary concern.

“I’ll help you, Elle, but considering I’m about to fire off like a fucking rocket from just your hand, I don’t think you’re going to need it.”

A pretty smile sweeps across her face, instilling her with a little more confidence. “Well, in that case …” She lets that sentence trail off and drops down, taking me into the heat of her mouth.

“Fuck me.” The words shred my throat on a groan as I become engulfed in fiery pleasure.

Her mouth is hesitant and cautious as she tries to navigate through the unknown. My fingers lace in her golden strands, offering guidance that she graciously accepts.

“Hollow your cheeks a little more, baby,” I instruct, my voice hoarse and raw.

She sucks a little harder as she glides back up to the top, bathing me in sweet, hot perfection.

“Good girl,” I rasp. “Just like that.”

Encouraged by the praise, she takes me deeper with each motion, her confidence growing.

Propping myself up on one elbow, I hold her hair back, mesmerized by the sight of my cock disappearing between her lips, her face a picture of concentrated desire.

“Look at you,” I growl. “So goddamn pretty sucking my cock.”

She moans around my hard flesh, the dirty words fueling her efforts as she takes me as far as she can go.

My hips flex in a quick thrust, earning me another heated whimper.

“Good?” I grit, waiting for permission.

She hums her response, the needy sound practically begging for it.

I pump up again, this time hitting the back of her throat. When I get the same reaction, I set a pace, fucking her mouth the same way I do her body and it drives her as fucking wild as it does me.

Her bottom drops down on my leg, the heat of her pussy shamelessly sliding against it in an attempt to seek relief and it’s the hottest goddamn thing I’ve ever seen.

The motions of her mouth eventually fall in rhythm with her hips, pushing me closer to the steep edge.

Fire builds at the base of my spine, threatening to erupt like a volcano. “Pull back, baby.”

She doesn’t follow the order.

“Elle,” I say in warning, “If you don’t pull back now, I’m going to come down your throat.”

She renews her efforts, sucking me harder and faster and it sends me firing off like a loaded gun.

“Fuck.” I drop to my back and come on a roar, intense pleasure searing me from the inside out.

She swallows every last drop, then gracefully pushes into a sitting position, her ass resting on the leg she had been fucking moments ago.

I watch as she wipes around her mouth with a single finger, removing any remnants before sucking it clean.

My nostrils flare in response.

“So that’s what it tastes like,” she murmurs, her lips curling into a playful smile that stokes the fire she’s ignited.

“Your turn,” I growl, sitting up with a surge of determination.

The promise of retribution propels her forward, our mouths colliding in a fiery clash of passion.

Her hands tangle in my hair while mine move to the clasp between her tits, freeing the supple flesh.

She cries out against my lips as I thumb her hard nipples. I pinch and pull on the stiff peaks before dropping down to take one into my mouth.

“Oh god!” Her nails bite into my shoulders as she grinds down on my still-hard cock.

“Jesus, you’re soaked,” I groan, feeling the heat of her arousal seeping through the thin lace.

“I know, I came on your leg already,” she confesses shamelessly. “Sorry, I couldn’t hold off.”

I chuckle at her honesty. “All good, Elle. There’s always room for more, but this time, let’s have you come on my cock.”

“Yes,” she breathes. “I want that so badly.” Hiking her skirt higher, she tries to remove her panties while still straddling me, but it proves futile.

Not wanting to waste any time, I tear the delicate lace from her hips, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips. My hands caress the supple flesh of her ass, lifting her effortlessly to align with my throbbing cock.