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“Yes, gorgeous,” he whispers against my lips.
“I’m dying here.”
He chuckles against my mouth. “You’re one horny kitten, aren’t you?”
“It’s all your fault. Now do something about it.”
“Bossy.” He hooks his fingers under the side of my panties, and to help him out, I lift my ass slightly so he can drag my underwear down my legs and toss it somewhere behind him.
My bare pussy is aching to be touched, but Keanu still refuses to put me out of my misery and move his hand to my throbbing clit. He digs his fingers into my hips instead. Maybe he’s waiting for me to make the first move.
I grab a fistful of his hair with one hand while reaching for his pants with the other. His erection is pushing against the fabric, and when I rub it with the heel of my hand, he groans. “Fuck, Leigh. You drive me wild.”
I kiss the corner of his mouth. “Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it?”
He pulls back, making me miss his proximity instantly. I open my mouth to protest, but he sinks to his knees, maintaining eye contact. His gaze has a mischievous glint now. My heart skips a beat, and my clit quivers in anticipation. He grips my thighs, keeping them open—as if I would close them now—then moves closer and licks my pussy in a slow and sensual long stroke.
I gasp, not prepared for how good Keanu’s mouth on me would feel. He licks me again, teasing at my entrance, but missing my clit on purpose. It doesn’t matter. What he’s doing now is making my head spin. It’s like he’s studying me, gauging my reactions. My hips roll forward involuntarily, and my head drops back.
“Eyes on me, Leigh,” he says roughly.
I look at him again and watch him eat me out with gusto. He finds a rhythm, and finally his tongue circles my clit with focused and deliberate pressure.
“Oh my God,” I cry out as the tension coils low in my belly.
I run my fingers through his hair, grabbing at the strands, though not to direct him—he’s doing damn fine on his own. I just need to hold on.
He slides one of his hands under me, gripping my ass, pulling me closer to the edge of the counter and flusher against his mouth.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Don’t stop.”
He doesn’t. His tongue works steadily, relentlessly, and my legs begin to shake. I grab the counter edge, my knuckles whitening from holding it too tight as I grind against his face, chasing the bliss, until a ragged cry bursts from me. My thighs clamp around his head as my whole body turns into a shuddering mess. Keanu keeps working me, destroying me in the best possible way, until I can’t take any more stimulation and I have to push him back.
His face glistens with my juices, and I’ve never seen someone look as content as him. I capture his face between my hands and kiss him soundly, tasting myself on his tongue. He stands up without breaking the kiss and lifts me off the counter. Not missing a beat, I wrap my legs around his hips, and we’re on the move. I don’t know where we’re going because I’m too lost in the feel of him.
“Condoms, where do you keep them?” he rasps.
“My room. Nightstand.”
He takes the stairs two steps at a time, and in the blink of an eye, we’re in my room, and I’m on my bed, wet, horny, and ready for more.
Keanu’s heated gaze travels the length of my body, and it’s almost like a caress. “You’re breathtaking, Leigh.”
“Why don’t you join me?” I open my legs and touch myself.
Keanu takes a sharp intake of breath. “I plan to.”
He yanks his shirt open, popping some buttons off. Then he gets rid of his pants and boxers equally fast. I already knew how big he was, and the feel of his cock against my hand. But it’s different now that I’m staring at it as myself. My mouth waters and can’t wait to taste him.
I sit up and wrap my fingers around his girth. Keanu’s expression is caught between torment and pleasure. “What are you doing?”
“It’s payback time.”
I run my tongue over the length of his cock from the base to the blunt tip. His skin is smooth and velvety, and he tastes divine. Precum pools on top, and I lap it all up before bringing his entire length into my mouth.
“Fuck me. Your mouth feels amazing, beautiful.”
I alternate between sucking and licking, loving how each stroke and pull makes him grow larger against my tongue. Keanu’s fingers are in my hair now, yanking a little to keep my head in place while he thrusts his hips, fucking my mouth.
