Page 82 of Wild Thing
Slowly, I dragged my nails down his muscular, tattooed chest, the pressure leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
My hand reached the top of his jeans and I paused. Our bodies aligned, I tipped my head to meet his stare, the arousal clear in his now electrified eyes.
Unblinking, and holding his gaze, I undid the top button of his jeans and slowly unzipped the zipper.
His hard cock sprung free.
Gently, I let the tips of my nails drag alongside his shaft, not daring to break my gaze from his.
My touch caused Brax to close his eyes in pleasure.
Softly, I leant up and kissed him, a far cry from the passionate kiss at the concert.
This one was like butterfly wings, delicate and gentle.
A string of saliva looped from our mouths as I dropped my head, sizing up what part of his body I was going to place my lips on next.
I started with his chin, then his throat, placing small kittenish kisses down his body.
He shuddered when I reached his chest.
My teeth clamped down on his hardened nipple, eliciting a sharp inhale from Brax.
The gentle bite surprised him.
As sensual as this was, I wanted him to know I was still the fiery woman who wasn’t afraid to fuck.
I kissed him all the way down his toned stomach, my fingertips tickling his oblique muscles.
Finally, I sank to my knees and ran my tongue all the way down his sculpted V, until I was face to face with his weapon.
I wondered how I ever fit this fucking missile inside me in the past.
The thought of what awaited me—first in my mouth, then deep inside me—turned me all the fucking way on.
Gripping him at his base, my relaxed tongue slowly licked up one side of his thick shaft, leaving a glistening trail of saliva on his cock.
I repeated the maneuver on the other side.
Once, twice, three times.
Slow.
Relaxed.
Erotic.
Using my other hand to cup his balls, my sharpened nails tickled the sensitive skin, making every nerve ending spark to life. His cock jolted in response.
I coated his dick in my saliva and got him ready to fuck my mouth for the first time. His tip glistened in anticipation.
Slowly, I ran my tongue over his head, before swallowing him into my mouth.
Slowly, slowly, slowly I took his entire length deep into my throat.
He groaned as his body tensed from the sensation of my lips around him, his entire dick firmly in my mouth.
Breathing through my nose, I looked up at him, sucking him deeper inch by inch.
