How I Met Henry (on hold)

Chapter 7

Batting my eyelashes innocently, I sucked on Henry's fingertip. Twirling my tongue around it, I undid his jeans at a leisurely pace. Groaning, he shifted his hips a bit and settled further into the couch. Snaking my tongue around his fingertip one last time, I pushed it out of my mouth and licked my lips. I wanted to suck his cock badly. He had told me to take him, so that's exactly what I planned to do. His lust-filled orbs widened briefly while I straddled his lap, his hands grasping my hips. Gripping his shoulders in my hands, I lowered my weight onto his stiff groin. As I ground on his hardness, his gaze swept down my front side and settled between my legs.

"Fuuuck..." Henry breathed. His fingers bit into my hips as he pushed his erect cock into me, his eyes flickering back to my face.

His reaction made my clit pulse. As I closed the distance between our lips, wetness oozed out of my aching crevice. Our kiss was deep and passionate, our tongues eagerly caressing between nibbles of each other's lips.

Sliding my hands to the back of his neck, I whispered, "I want ya so much. I dreamt 'bout fuckin' ya all night. I had a wet dream fer the first time in ages. I dunno what yer doin' ta me inside, but I like it."

The first time we had been intimate, things had been mostly mutual. This time, our intimacy was my ball game. I was about to act out my deepest desires.

"Me, too, my lil heart snatcher. I woke up in a puddle o' cum."

One of Henry's hands snuck under my tank top and glided up my belly. Settling it over my full breast, he gently squeezed. Goosebumps lit up my flesh, my nipple hardening to its peak under his calloused palm.

"No bra," he muttered in a pleased tone, tracing my lips with his tongue. The light I had seen earlier in his eyes had returned. His blue orbs shined as he rolled his thumb over my nipple.

Submerging my hands into his soft curls, I murmured, "Nah, don't really need one at home."

A hard breath escaped us both when we kissed again. Our tongues danced, our groins rubbing together in a desperate act of friction. Abandoning my hip, he shoved his other hand up my shirt. Both of his hands caressed my tits, his fingers pinching my nipples. Kissing down his jaw, I chewed at his jugular. Clamping my teeth onto one of the tendons in his neck, I gnawed hungrily. Eliciting a raspy moan, he deserted my tits and cupped my ass cheeks. Sucking at his skin like a leech, I marked him. I knew he was going to have a rainbow-colored hickey, but that was exactly what I wanted. Rearing back, I glared at him to make my point.

"Yer mine," I hissed.

Henry nodded without hesitation, rasping, "Yes, I am."

The blue in his irises had almost disappeared from the dilation of his pupils. His breathing uneven, his chest rose and fell rapidly as I moved in for another tongue filled kiss. Detaching my mouth from his, I hopped up. Kneeling between his open knees, I freed his cock from the prison of his drawers. Too determined to suck his cock to blush, I searched his hypnotized gaze as I clutched his shaft in my hand.

"Jesus," he moaned.

Lowering my face over his lap, I flicked my tongue at the juicy slit. Using the tip of my tongue to tease him like he was the most delicious piece of hard candy I had ever encountered, I slowly massaged his satiny shaft.

Henry forced out a warning through gritted teeth. "This feels way too good...ain't gonna last long."

"That's okay," I mumbled. Prodding at the spongy underside of the head of his cock with my tongue, my free hand kneaded his inner thigh. Pre-cum gushed out of him, and I sucked him between my lips to get a mouthful of his taste.