His tongue spread my lips open, and I accepted him eagerly. Rapidly, hungrily, his tongue flickered and danced with my own. I moaned with delight and giggled at the same time, making a confusing but clearly happy sound. A growl of appreciation came from deep in his chest, and his hands slid down under my ass, grabbing and squeezing my cheeks.
I squealed, and he stood up, lifting me in the air and carrying me to his room. I moved my lips from his own to his neck and nuzzled inside the crook, running my tongue along the collarbone while he made his way into the bedroom. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the shadow of his cat dart by as he shut the door behind us, and I slid down onto the bed.
I tore off my clothes as I watched him slowly take off his shirt. Thankful for the last-minute decision and tossing my black, lacy panties into my suitcase, I got down to just them and sat on my knees on his bed as he removed his shirt. The tattoo, so intricate and large, spread across his chest and shoulder, and I ran my fingers over it.
Pressing my lips to the top of his chest, I began moving down them, sliding off the bed until I was on my knees on the carpet below. He groaned in excitement as he figured out what I was doing, and I grinned, reaching down to unhook his belt. I could make out the bulge in his pants as I neared the waistband of his pants with my lips, and I ran my palm over it. He moaned under my touch, and goosebumps covered my body as I clasped my hand over his manhood and heard his appreciation in his voice.
I pulled down on the waistband of his pants, grabbing the boxers with it, and shimmied them down. As curly black hair leading from his stomach down to his cock revealed itself, I slid my other hand through it, grasping for him. When I got the pants all the way down, his cock sprung out at me, and I let out a sigh of excitement as I stroked him toward my chin, staring into his nearly pained expression.
Slowly, I let my tongue slide underneath him. The warmth of his staff matched the heat in my panties, and I slid my free hand down into them. I touched myself as I took him into my mouth, and his voice rose into a cry. My tongue gathered the sweet fluids on the head and swirled them back over him as I eagerly took him deep into my throat.
One of Kane’s hands slid down to fall behind my head and guide me in back-and-forth motions, and I pulled him out to stroke him on my cheek while I took one of his balls into my mouth and sucked. Letting my tongue slide deep underneath, I played with his manhood, delighting in the sounds he made above me. I wanted to taste him, to show him how much I wanted to pleasure him.
His eyes burned into mine as I took him deep into my mouth again, and his muscles tensed. His deep, rippled muscles in his abdomen flexed as he bent down to put his hand under my chin. I released him from my mouth, and he pulled me to my feet, crushing his mouth into mine again. Slowly, he guided me to sit on the edge of the bed, and his lips moved from mine to my neck and quickly down my chest.
“Oh, Kane,” I whispered as his tongue ran across my chest as his hand reached behind to unhook my bra. As it fell open, my breasts tumbled out, and he ripped the bra away, hungrily taking one into his mouth and flicking my sensitive nipple with his tongue. I moaned, and his hands moved down to pull my panties down and off while he suckled on my breast.
My thighs were wet from how eager I was for him, and I expected him to take me, to pull my legs apart and drive his cock deep inside me like he had done before. But instead, he took his time, paying attention to every inch of my skin. Moving to the other breast, he traced a line with his tongue and took my nipple in between his teeth while his hand caressed my other breast.
Then he began to move down the center of my chest, and my breath trembled. Kneeling on the floor, he positioned me at the edge of the bed, my legs falling over his shoulders. Moving his tongue down to the area where my leg connected to my hips, he brushed along my body, then blew a stream of warm air across it. I moaned and reached down to grip his hair.