one leg, he brought her leg over his shoulder then kissed the warm supple thigh close to him. He gripped her other hip with his right hand and wrapped his left arm around her raised thigh keeping her in place.
With her legs parted perfectly for him he went in. Pleasing her, pleased him. He thrived on her moans and her cries of passion. Her hips canted, gliding her pussy along his tongue. She was using him to get herself off, take herself to the next level and he loved it.
He slid his hand from her hip to her sex then pressed two fingers inside of her.
Her warm cream coated his fingers as he pumped once, then a second time.
“Donovan!” Her head thumped against the glass as she arched to him.
She was tight and her walls flexed around him. Curling his fingers just so, he licked up her slit until he was flicking just below the hood of her clit.
Jo’el trembled against him. She buried her hands in his hair as she held him in place.
If he wasn’t busy drawing her firm peak into his mouth, he would have told her there was no need to worry that he wasn’t going anywhere. Not before she came along his tongue.
Her response was wild to every nip and tap along the tip. When he held it tight between his lips and increased his speed of play she began to buck erratically in his arms. Her body stilled for a moment, before she was crying out her release. Her pussy liquefied around his tongue and fingers.
Keeping his movements steady, he worked her through the tidal wave of desire until she calmed some in his arms.
Standing, he wasted no time in scooping her up and carrying her to the couch. He stared down into her face and soaked up the beauty of her flushed features. Pride filled his chest knowing that he’d put the color there by giving her ecstasy.
“Your talents are mind-blowing, Donovan.”
He chuckled. “Oh, you haven’t seen the half of it, sweetheart. This is far from over.”
“I hope not.” She lifted her lips to his mouth and kissed him. The two of them shared the combined flavors of him and her.
When the kiss ended, he continued on his path to the couch. He set her down, before grabbing the bag from the door. “How about you take care of this while I get rid of the rest of my clothes?”
“As long as I get to see the show,” she teased.
“You’re going to learn I won’t deprive you of any desire you have.” Stepping back a bit, he took hold of his belt buckle to undo it.
Jo’el never took her gaze away from him as she blindly opened the brown bag then pulled out the box of condoms. When they had left the drug store, their one stop on the way to his place, she had thanked him for thinking of protection. She’d confessed that it had been a while for her and she hadn’t seen a need to renew her birth control prescription.
With his career in the NFL he was a walking target for all the women out for an easy monthly eighteen year paycheck. Since his rookie year when a girlfriend lied to him about being pregnant, he’d wrapped it up. Rule number one, he always bought his own condoms. A couple of his teammates hadn’t been as lucky as he was when they used protection provided by a quick hook-up girl.
Donovan didn’t see Jo’el at all in that light, but out of habit it was how he operated.
“As much as I’m enjoying the slow tease, I wouldn’t mind if you sped it up.” She set the box and bag on the end table then held up a single packet.
“Anything for you.” In seconds he had his shoes, socks, boxer briefs and pants discarded. He moved toward her as her gaze crawled down his body.
“You may want to warn a girl, before you pull all that out on her.”
Cupping his cock, he stood before her. “I could say the same for all you have to offer, sweet beauty.”
Her eyes shied away for a moment. It wasn’t the first time he’d noticed that she didn’t take compliments on her looks well. He couldn’t understand why, because she was stunning to him.
Sitting beside her, he took a breath