Trusting You (Second Chances #2)(21)
“I don’t know what to say,” I whispered softly.
My heart swelled and I was close to crying, but I didn’t want to spoil the moment. Guiding him toward the bed and pushing him down on the edge, I decided to show him how much I wanted him and how much I appreciated his thoughtfulness. I knelt down between his legs and slowly ran my hands up his thighs and over his groin; his cock jerked in response.
“Say you’ll come with me,” he ground out through clenched teeth.
Slowly, I unbuckled his belt and the button to his pants. “Oh, I will definitely be coming with you … tonight especially.”
Groaning, he laid back on the bed when I pushed on his chest. I slid his pants down his legs and took his boxers with them. When he tried to unbutton his shirt, I smacked his hands away. “No, no, it’s all me tonight. Let me do it,” I commanded.
Straddling his waist, I was still wearing my skirt while his rock hardness was straining to get inside me; he was so close, but I held back. Brett was impatient and tried to take control, but my warning look made him stop. “You just won’t give in will you?” he chided.
I shook my head. “Nope, and the more time you waste the more time I could have my mouth over your cock sucking you dry.” It was bold, but it got him to halt and reconsider trying to take control.
“You just won with that statement. Carry on.” He laughed and stayed still, complying with all my demands.
When I had him gloriously naked and spread out on the bed, I turned on my iPod and scrolled it to the exact song I was looking for … “Sweet Cherry Pie” by Warrant. Brett’s eyes bugged out of his sockets when he realized what I was getting ready to do. I had never done a strip tease before, but I’d been to a strip club a few times while in college. It couldn’t be that hard to do.
Swaying with the music, I slowly unbuttoned my blouse while staring at him with heat-filled eyes and biting my lip. His cock was perfectly erect and growing larger by the second. I ached to feel him inside me, but I had to finish out my dance even if it killed me. Brett’s chest moved up and down fast while his predatory gaze was glued to my body. When my shirt was completely undone, it revealed a pink and black lacy corset that I had put on specifically for him.
He groaned and ran his hands over his face. “Baby, you’re killing me. You look f*cking hot right now. I swear I don’t know how long I’m going to last with you doing this to me.”
Turning my back on him, I slowly unzipped my skirt and glided it down my legs while bending over right in front of him, exposing my bare ass. I made sure to take off my underwear earlier so I’d be ready for when the time came. The song was almost over so I knew it was time for me to finish up. I climbed up on Brett’s lap and rocked my hips along his stiffness and gave him the best lap dance I knew I could do. He groaned the entire time and hissed when I would get too close to letting him enter me.
“Do you like this?” I whispered huskily in his ear.
Wrapping his arms around my waist, he held me firmly on his lap. “I’d like it even better if I was inside you.”
“All in good time,” I teased, removing his hands from my hips. I pushed him back on the bed and slid down his body until I was between his legs with his full length erect and wet around the top where I had rubbed my desire on him. Taking my small hands, I wrapped them around his cock and milked him firmly yet gently.
Sighing, Brett laid his head down on the bed and ran his hands through his hair. Slowly, I lowered my mouth to the tip of his penis and circled it with my tongue. When I closed over his length and began sucking as hard as I could, I could tell he almost lost control.
“I won’t be able to last long if you keep doing that,” he ground out. “It feels too f*cking good.”
“I know, that’s why I’m not stopping,” I breathed. “I want to taste you.”
Growling, he fisted his hands in my hair and flexed his hips to get himself farther down my throat. His cock grew harder and more rigid as he helped pump himself in my mouth.
“I’m gonna come, baby. Oh f*ck, I’m gonna come hard.”
His words had my body almost reeling with my own orgasm even though he wasn’t touching me. Picking up my pace, I sucked even harder until I had the first taste of his warm, salty release flow down my throat. When his spasms ended, I licked the top of his swollen cock to swallow down the rest. Immediately, Brett grabbed me by the shoulders and flung me down on the bed.
“It’s my turn now,” he commanded, all raspy and breathless. He gazed down at my corset and shook his head. “But this has to go. I can’t make love to you without having the sweet taste of your nipples on my tongue.” The laces to the corset were actually in the front, so I took each individual one and slowly untied them while he waited and watched.
When all were untied, he ripped it off my body and threw it on the floor. “Finally,” he snapped with a smirk on his face. Bending down, he flicked a nipple with his tongue before closing his lips around it, sucking it greedily. Desire shot through my veins and the heat of it coursing through my body made my clit swell and ache to be touched. As if he read my mind, Brett rubbed the tip of his still hard erection up against my folds.
“How bad do you want me inside of you?” he asked, still licking my taut nipples. “Do you want it hard or slow tonight?”