Chapter １６

As his tongue travels over my anus, I let go of all tension in my body and enjoy the tingling sensation it causes in my chin. After applying pressure there, he immediately begins making hypnotic motions around the area that is very sensitive.

While he is licking the inside of my buttocks, he slides one hand in between my legs and places two fingers on my clitoris. As soon as he touches that spot on my body, he begins to massage it, and instantly, all of the energy in my body becomes a raging storm. When he put his fingers on my clit and his tongue on my ass, I completely lost it. I gritted my teeth and yelled in spite of them, pressing my body firmly up against his face as my whole body began to shake. I'm gripping the arm of the sofa so tenaciously that the whites of my knuckles have started to show.

He begins to back away from me slowly. I don't move at all; I simply stay hunched over the sofa, slackly hanging by the waist. I am trying to reel from all of the bliss that is still blazing in my body, and I am breathing heavily while keeping my eyes closed.

Paul raises himself to his feet and leans in close to my ear while speaking in a low whisper. While his hands are still resting on my buttocks, he says me, “That was only a sample of what's to come.” “What you just experienced was just a taste of what's to come.”

He shifts them to the side and hooks his fingers on my hips, which causes me to thrust my posterior in his direction. When I do this, I can feel the contour of his swelling crotch between my cheeks. I push my cheeks towards his crotch. As I move my body in a swaying motion from side to side, I begin grinding against him, the want to feel him inside of me getting more and stronger. God, I want him so damn badly!

I am startled and immediately straighten my posture, turning on my heels to face him with a smile on my lips. I go for his crotch and grip his massive cock before he even has time to think about trying to stop me. It is now up to me to take charge of the situation.

I have one hand wrapped tightly around his cock, and with the other hand I lay it on his chest and push him back, all the while without taking my eyes off of his. Now that I have his attention, he's smirking, and he's eager to find out what's going through my head.

As soon as his back makes contact with the wall, I release go of his cock and put both of my hands on his shirt instead. I give it a nasty smile and tug on it as roughly as I can, tearing the cloth and causing all of the buttons to come off and fall to the ground in a disorganized heap.

I press my palms on his chest and shut my eyes as I trace my fingers over his rippling muscles, feeling every turn and curve of his pectorals and abdominals. I am mesmerized. They always have the same effect on me, regardless of how often I touch or see them. This is true regardless of the frequency. And the tattoos he has... They provide a touch of wildness to the situation, which is something that I simply can't help but like.

I let my hands to go farther down, and as I reach the outline of his trousers, I unbuckle his belt and remove it from its loops. Unbuttoning his jeans causes a shudder to go down my spine as his cock tents his boxer underwear and pushes firmly against my knuckles. My fingers are shaking with the anxiousness of expectation, causing my hands to shake.

I feel like I have no strength left in my body, and I fall to my knees. As I walk away, I catch my fingers on his underpants and pull them down, causing his cock to fall out in front of me.

The one thing that I want more than anything else is to get a hold of it, to throw open my jaws and allow him push it all the way in..

. But first, I want to have a good look at his nude body, so as he is kicking off his shoes, I tug on his trousers and underwear, and then I pull them out of his body while he is lifting his feet. I glance up, and as I do, my heart starts racing as I form an image in my head of the nude guy standing in front of me.

Everything about him screams sensuality, especially his figure. More than a cover model, he seems like a warrior, ready to tear apart anybody who dares to stand in his way. He is muscular, but not in a fit or fashionable manner. He appears to be ready to rip apart anyone who dares to stand in his way. And so, when he starts putting all of these muscles to work.

Simply thinking about it makes my pussy tense up. Really, when was the last time I was this wet?

My gaze travels over every inch of him, but it always returns to his cock. I can't help it. A longing that is long, thick, and throbbing with energy. I don't even give it a second thought; I simply put my body in front of him and open my mouth, moving my lips down his shaft as I take him in completely.

As I feel his cock moving over my tongue and his glans pressing into the back of my throat, I feel my eyes begin to drop. I pause for a considerable amount of time there, and then I go back to my previous position, this time sucking really hard on his tip as I let his cock fall out of my mouth. I begin to caress his balls by slowly rolling them over my fingers while simultaneously running my tongue in gentle delicate circles over his glans.