You fluff your hair and sit back over him, about to resume when he cuts you off with a rough kiss. His lips grab yours as your teeth and tongues collide in every way possible. His hands grip your hair and you run your fingers along him, down his broad shoulders to his inked skin and across his beautifully pale tummy. His groan gets lost as you moan back, wanting- needing more.
"I'll take care of you, baby girl." He lifts your anticipating body and lays you further up the bed. You relax into the sheets and wait for him to reposition himself above you. Your heartbeat increases because you've been waiting so long for him and it's finally going to happen.
Michael starts by gracing his chapped lips along your collarbone, teasing the sensitive skin with his tongue. He makes his way to the sweet spot on you neck nand finds it almost instantly, the sudden rush of pleasure releasing a muffled moan.
After leaving enough incriminating marks over your skin he begins his journey down south, pausing as he reaches your chest. "They look so pretty for me, babe." He runs his tongue over the skimpy material and it instantly soaks through. Grinning at your responsiveness, Michael slips the straps down your shoulders and releases the clasp after you arc your back. He sucks in a breath and gazes at them in awe. "Have they gotten bigger or is that my imagination?" You groan and reach down to slap his shoulder, "Stop ruining the moment!"
Michael sighs but reattaches his lips to your now uncovered breasts, the pointed tips gaining the most attention. "Tell me how it feels." He demands, voice lustful and dominating. "Good, really good." He sucks down on your left nipple and you automatically buck up in his mouth. After deciding he's teased you enough, Michael continues his assault further down. Leaving a trail behind him he finally reaches the waistband of your specially picked out lingerie and looks up at your contorted face. "Please Michael..."
He likes seeing you so exposed to him, it gives him a rush that only makes the problem in his boxers more painful. Goosebumps arise on every section of your skin his comes into contact with and soon enough he loops his fingers through the top of your panties and slowly, teasingly, pulls them down to rest at your feet. You gasp at the rush of cool air after he quickly spreads your legs. He hooks your ankles over his shoulders and elevates your core so his face is opposite where you need him most. After positioning a pillow beneath your hips so you're comfortable, his attention shifts back down.
With almost no warning his tongue delves between your sopping folds, strangled sounds falling from your parted lips. The warm wetness presses against your clit, sucking up all the moisture that's formed for him. "Michael!" You moan, bucking further up as his tongue swirls harder around the sensitive nub.
After a torturous minute of teasing Michael moves his tongue towards your entrance, swirling it around to gather all the juices with a delicious slurping sound. The moment it slips down your darkened passage you begin to moan louder, an occasional shriek escaping. It feels so good to have him absorbed in you.
He presses deeper and then pulls out, repeating the process until he's comfortably tongue-fucking you.
The vibrations flowing over his tongue as he moans sends electricity flying through you as you begin to shake in glee. "M-Mikey, 'm gonna cum." You groan, everything building up until you're not sure you can hold on much longer. You catch a glint of his mischievous face right before you're about to let go. He senses you're on the edge and with a pop, slips his tongue from you and slowly lays you back onto the bed.
"You fucking dick!" You shout angrily, hair sticking to your forehead as you pant, completely red faced. "Can't cum unless I'm in you." He reasons, reaching over to rummage through your drawers until he finds what he's looking for.
Once the stretchy latex has been rolled onto his inflamed end, he moves himself over and meets your eyes. "Ready?" You nod faster than you ever have before and wait, core throbbing, for him to get a move on and start giving you what you want. "Tell me to stop if it's too much." He chimes before lining himself up.
