Surprised Yet? (C.L. Stone, The Academy) #watty2016

Part 13

Sang's POV

I freeze when I feel my thong just below my knees. Either I am way underdressed or he is WAY overdressed. I think I'll go with the latter

"Sang?" he says with a little worry in his voice. Oh!

"Nothing is wrong pre sè" he looks confused " .....It's just you are a little over dressed is all" I smile and make a point glance at his pants. His face goes from confused to a sexy half grin then stands up right next to the bed. Hooking his thumbs in the waist of his pants, he pushes and they fall easily with the button already undone and the zipper splitting with his push. He steps out of them and leans down to grab his wallet, taking a foil square out and lay it on the bedside table.

I raise an eyebrow in a 'did you know this was going to happen' look. In answer to my look, he shakes his head with a smirk on his face "no just prepared is all."

I beam a smile at him then my eyes travel from his face down to his now very exposed length, it was longer than I had thought and slightly curved with a dusting of dark hair displaying it nicely.

Blackbourne's POV

I see her gaze travel from my face down and I see her face transform from happy to hunger, a deep and undeniable hunger that I knew was in my eyes as well. Innocent and hungering for something she didn't completely understand. I pull her legs causing her upper body that was propped up by her elbows to fall. I let go of her legs and grab her hips and push her so her head is leaned up on her headboard. As I sit on the side of the bed, looking down on her and slowly running my fingers from her ankles to her upper thigh. I reach the top of her leg and start tracing lines just below her core. She softly exhales a pent up breath, making my control slip just that much more.

I don't know how much longer I can wait I feel the need to slip into her grow as each moment passes I lay atop her legs my shoulders just above her knees bringing my head closer to her lower lips so that she can feel my breath there. Her breath hitches as I move my head closer and closer to her lower lips. I lick my lips in anticipation of tasting her sweet cream. I feel her shiver then her hips surge up. I look up to her face to see her bit her bottom lip and her eyes filled with wanton desire.

Keeping my eyes on hers, I lower my head and flick my tongue into her lower lips. I see her eyes close and hear a soft 'mm mm' as I push my tongue deeper into her folds. She is so responsive to my touch, the slightest touch and she is nearly undone. I bring her legs over my shoulders and wrap my arms around her hips to open her further for my viewing pleasure.

I need to let her feel the pleasure of all this before that tine of pain that I know must occur. Her pleasure comes first and I am so amazed that I have the honor of being her first.

The first tentative stroke goes down on her clit and her hips rise off the bed, I push them back down with a smile.

"This is only the beginning, Sang" her thighs squeeze my face. "Sang sweetie...." I say slowly, "put your hands on the head board and don't let go unless I say" I say in my commanding voice.

I hear her whimper in protest but after a moment, she complies and I get to work.

Sang's POV

Oh! My! God! Oh my God! Please don't stop I think to myself, as I feel his tongue dart into my mons and I moan. My eyes are locked on his and I see the control slipping by degrees.

His arms go under and around my hips putting my legs over his shoulders. I feel his fingers part my mons then his tongue presses down on my hood making my hips arch involuntarily.

"This is only the beginning, Sang" I try to close my legs to shut him out but I only keep him there.

"Sang, sweetie..." he says so sweetly "put your hands on the headboard and don't let go unless I say" he says in that commanding tone he uses with the boys when giving orders, it causes the ache to grow.

I whimper I don't want to because I want..... No need to touch him, but I do.

As soon as both my hands touch the headboard I feel, his lips wrap around my hood "Ahhh!"

Two more licks and I can't stop squirming

Five licks and he slips his middle finger into my passage, it feels so tight.

On the next stroke of his longue, he curves his finger and hits a spot that causes me to arch my entire body off the bed except for my hips, which he has pinned down. His mouth puts more pressure on my hood as I arch and I shatter as a scream escapes my mouth and I hear a growl right before everything turns black.