Page 68 of Needed You

“What are you doing?” he asks in a teasing tone. He licks his lips.

“Get back in this bed, Levon. I want your dick in my mouth.” I barely get the words out before he’s on top of me, caging me in and kissing me deeply. My hand stalls on my cock because of Lev’s weight pressing on me, and I don’t mind a bit. I pull my hand out from between us and start rubbing his back while he plunges his tongue into my mouth, pushing into every corner he can get into.

I suck the tip of his tongue as he shifts over me and moans. I do it again, and this time, he pulls back, nipping at my lip ring. Everything’s buzzing, and my breathing is starting to get more erratic. I need this man, now.

I push up and roll him over so I’m straddling his hips, my dick on his stomach and his behind me, gently touching my crack. I rock, and he gasps, his hands flying to my thighs and squeezing. He throws his head back, and I lean down to suck his Adam’s apple, eliciting the most delicious moan from his lips.

I immediately light up at the sound and cannot get enough of him.

“Need to suck you. NOW,” I pant.

He rumbles out a mix of a laugh and a growl as I slide down him, trailing my lips along the smooth skin of his chest and abdomen and leaving little kisses and sucks as I go. I would love to cover his body in marks from my mouth, but right now, I just need to take him in. When I get to the trail of hair leading to his perfect patch of pubic hair, I follow a path down to the crease of his leg and inhale his masculine scent. It’s a mix of sleep sweat, musk, and absolutely everything Lev. It’s rugged and manly, and it makes me feral. I nip at the crease in his leg, causing him to hiss, then I lick the spot to soothe it.

Not putting my tongue back into my mouth, I lick a line across to his cock, which is standing at full attention. I position myself between his legs and make eye contact with him as I flatten my tongue and lick a long, flat path up to his tip, flicking into the slit and tasting his saltiness. I swirl my tongue around his swollen tip and lick back down the center vein. He inhales a deep breath, his hand flying to my head and tangling with my hair.

“Mmmffffuuuhh,” he exclaims. “Dare—god, that feels so fucking good. Please don’t”—gasp—“stop.” He gives a gentle thrust of his hips as I come back up again on his shaft and circle the head once more. “Uughhhmm.”

He’s making the sexiest, most pornographic sounds, and I’m burning up inside.

Positioning myself on my elbows to get a better angle, I sink my lips down on him.

“FUCK!” he shouts as he twitches.

His tip hits the back of my throat, and I cough, gagging slightly. I pull off of him, a string of saliva mixing with his precum and hanging from my mouth. My eyes connect with his.

“That’s the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, lycan.” He pushes my hair off my forehead and wipes the tears from my cheeks. “Suck me.”

I lower myself back down, taking him deeper this time, and he starts to thrust into my mouth. Hollowing my cheeks, I pull up and suck as I pop off the top. He’s wet and dripping, a mix of the two of us.

“Fuck my face,” I say breathlessly, and his eyes immediately go black with lust.

“Are you sure?” he says, his voice deep with desire. I nod and start to lower my mouth on him again. “Tell me if it gets to be too much, okay?” he says, a hint of awe in his voice.

I nod and readjust to take him deeper. I start sucking and licking him harder. Lev is completely falling apart underneath me. He starts moving his hips, fucking into the back of my throat. One of his hands is on my head and the other is gripping the sheets beside us. He’s gentle at first, until I can start to open my throat and take more of him. He’s big, and it’s a challenge, but I’m so horny and ready for him now that I’m willing to take it all.

I swallow on his tip the next time I feel it in my throat, and he groans, which makes me hum with pleasure. We repeat that movement and response a few more times before he thrusts deep. I gag as he grabs my shoulder.

“Uuuhhffuuckk. I’m gonna come! Shit! Dare!”

He grips my hair so hard it brings tears to my eyes, and I fucking love it. He shoves his hips up one last time and explodes down my throat, salty, tangy cum filling my mouth. I swallow it all down and swirl my tongue around his dick as I pull myself up and off of him, my eyes watering. I give an extra suck on the tip which causes him to jerk and squeeze my shoulder. He’s breathing heavily, and his hand reaches under my arm. Then he tugs me up to him, and his lips crash into mine. Our tongues tangle again, him tasting the remnants of himself in my mouth.

When we pull away, he’s gazing at me with such adoration that it almost makes me uncomfortable.

“You”—kiss—“are”—kiss—“amazing.”

Kiss, kiss, kiss.

I laugh into his mouth as he seals his lips on mine for one more kiss. We’re slightly sweaty, and I’m still rock-hard when we break apart. He rolls over me and starts to move his way down, but I don’t need that. I don’t need anything like that right now.

Pleasing him and waking up with him and kissing him is really all I need.

“You don’t have to,” I say, taking his cheeks and pulling him back up to my face to kiss me again.

“Dare, you just gave me what was the best blow job I’ve ever had. I’m not letting you hang. Pun intended.” He wiggles his eyebrows, and I laugh out loud.

I pull him down so his head is on my chest and my chin rests on the crown of his head. His weight is on my stomach and groin, his legs lined up with mine, in between them, and it’s everything. It feels so incredible. It settles something inside me.

I start rubbing his back, and he groans in appreciation. I take a deep breath and continue. “Sometimes, for me, it’s not always about the sex.”