54- Blue eyes

am losing my mind
This is not the first time a man is ravishing me with his mouth but it’s definitely the first
time that my soul is on the verge of slipping away from my body. I cannot stay still or silent as his heated tongue expertly thrusts and weaves in and out of me. My entire body is burning up to a dangerous degree as wave after wave of disconcerting ecstasy crashes through my body.
Nothing registers, but then at the same time everything does so when he thrusts a finger inside of me and then another, all of the strength seeps out of my leg, I collapse.
Luckily, his reflexes are fast and with a quiet laugh, he rises to his feet to catch me before I can land on the floor. His fingers however remain inside of me. With his body, he holds me to the door trying to meet my gaze.
I am no longer coherent. “S-stop,” I shudder, grabbing weakly onto his wrist. “I-I need some tim—?” Once again, the words are stolen from my lips as he begins to thrust those infinitely long fingers in and out of my sex.
It wrenches a tortured whimper out of me, but then to my shock his speed becomes viciously rapid. I hold on to his bulging biceps so I won’t break, and when my eyes manage to flutter open, I meet the grim look in his eyes. He knows what he is doing... just how severely he is unraveling me, and it makes me feel victimized.
I had thought that we’d be on the same level, but I can’t even take this brutal fucking from his fingers. He pauses only for the moment that it takes to slide a third finger into me, and then resumes drilling me like a machine.
The sounds that are coming out of me now are near animalistic, as I struggle to pull myself away but my frame is solidly pinned to the door.

All the muscles in my lower stomach begin to tense in preparation for my release and from the distance, I can hear my body’s rhythmic slam against the door.
He doesn’t stop until I explode and as I do, it is with an intense cry into his shoulder. “Holy fuck! Oh God.” I bite down hard on his skin in a bid to ease the mortifying intensity of the release, but nothing softens the high.
He proceeds to massage my sensitive clit with the pad of his finger; coupled with my slickness all over his hand, and the soothing motions through my cleft, his touch is nothing short of magical.
My feet suddenly leave the floor and before I can register what is going on, I am thrown onto the bed. I immediately try to get away from him, my eyes barely able to even stay open and once again, that dark chuckle of his comes to mind.
He allows me to run until I’m pressed against the headboard and by then some of my coherence has returned. I look up at his handsome face to see the smile across it, at just how whipped I look. It spurs the return of my temper.
He is on his knees and unbuckling his belt.
I lick my lips and gear myself up to return the favor. His cock is jutting out of his briefs and I don’t even allow myself the time to appreciate it. I pull him to me and close my mouth around the thick, damp head. For some reason, it tastes so delicious to me and I realize then that I’m not in a normal state.
With my grip on the rock hard shaft, I pump him in fluid strokes as my lips suck feverishly on the head.
This earns me a long groan of appreciation from him and it gives my heart wings. My eyes raise upward to see his head thrown back and his Adam’s apple bobbing enticingly. I want to kiss it and him... to leave my mark on every inch of his virile body. In much clearer lighting, I realize that I had caught an even bigger fish than I had initially thought.
On my return to my sister, I had indeed met her in shock at the behavior I had exhibited at the bar with a complete stranger. My immediate excuse had been that I’d never done that before, and it had earned me a painful slap across my arm. Not long after however, we both decided he was worth the bit of promiscuity, and lamented at how things had ended where they had. She’d then become too tired to continue on and I’d escorted her out to get a taxi.
Jodie was deeply occupied with grinding with some guy on the dance floor, so my intention had been to return to the club when I had spotted Grady on his way out. I’d watched, too nervous to speak until I’d heard that engine start up. It was either now or never I’d realized. So, I hurried over to pound on

his window.
And now here I am, with his dick down my throat and I can scarcely believe it.
I’ve never been this promiscuous but his kind of hotness is possessing. He seems aloof and withdrawn, but at the same time warm and inviting and its complexity excites me. His gorgeous structured face and dreamy eyes are a bonus, and that taut ass, toned torso and those broad shoulders have done me in.
Tilting my head, I lick up and down his cock, smearing saliva and cum all over the soft pale flesh. Then I move on to his balls and his response is a slam of his hand against the headboard.

I grab onto his taut ass when I return to the head, and almost jump in excitement when his hand curves around the back of my head. With the most animalistic male grunt I’ve ever heard, he holds my head in place as he drives himself into my mouth. Briefly handing the reins over to me, my teeth scrape lightly along his length while my cheeks are hollowed to fully accommodate him. When he eventually climaxes, he pulls out to spill his seed away from me and I’m a bit disappointed. Pouty, I watch his release and the intensely erotic sight more than makes up for my annoyance.
Damn, he is a beautiful man.
I watch as he brutally pumps himself, his release seemingly endless as it spills onto the mattress. His head is thrown back and his ass clenched with the tension of his release. I want to see more of him so I head over, going behind him to slide my hands underneath his shirt. I move them up his heated smooth skin, feeling the ridges of muscles as I go along and my mouth waters with hunger.