Downfall(45)

Orley looked up at me from under her long lashes as she slowly crawled her way back up my body. The light brush of her fingertips against the inside of my thighs made my entire body shudder; the heat from her gaze made my cock kick in reaction as she zeroed in on the one part of me oblivious to the dull pain still curling around my insides. My dick didn’t give two shits about broken ribs. All it could focus on was the way her lips were damp from her tongue darting out to wet them, and the kiss of her warm breath as her head lowered closer to the slippery, leaking tip.

I nearly bolted upright into a sitting position when her tongue suddenly danced across the rounded head, the tip skating across the weeping slit with a little flick that made me see stars. I wrapped my hands in her long hair and blew out a long breath, reminding myself if I moved wrong, this would all be over before it even got started. It took every ounce of self-control I possessed to stay mostly still as she tilted her head and opened her mouth so she could swallow almost the entire length of my throbbing erection. What she couldn’t fit in the warm, wet cavern of her mouth, she wrapped her hands around, starting a torturous rhythm of stroking and sucking that turned my blood to lava and made every muscle in my body tense. My ribs protested… loudly. But, the rest of me felt so good and was so caught up in the way Orley was equal parts confident and hesitant as she took me apart, the complaint was easy enough to ignore.

I moaned in approval as she hummed around the unyielding flesh in her mouth. Her touch was remarkably gentle as she learned every inch, every pulse, every quiver of pleasure. Even as delicately as she was handling me, the sensation of her fingers learning my most vulnerable and sensitive spots was going to be forever branded in my memory. It felt so much better having a woman who cared touch me like I was special than it did to have a stranger’s hands crawling all over me, desperate and impatient. Orley was mindful of my currently broken body, but she was still aware of the way I ached for intimacy and the connection we shared.

Her tongue licked and twirled with remarkable skill around the crown and down along the veiny length of the underside. When her lips touched the curl of her fingers, I gasped and pulled on her hair probably harder than I needed to. My hips lifted of their own volition, following the drag and pull of her mouth, but an instant later I regretted losing control. White hot agony blazed from my shoulder all the way down to my knee, and when I moaned this time, it wasn’t in pleasure.

Orley popped off my cock with a narrow-eyed look and a mew of concern. I knew if I didn’t distract her immediately, she was going to pull away because she was worried about how I was holding up. Using my hold on her hair, I tugged her away from my very eager erection. Once she was hovering over me, I wrapped a hand around the back of her naked thigh and urged her to straddle me. She still had on the barely there pink panties and I would never forget the way the wet spot in the center rubbed against the wet tip of my cock. So hot. So sexy. She was effortless when it came to seduction and temptation.

“If I have to choose between your mouth and that sweet spot my cock is trying to claim as its own, I’m taking the second option.” I felt like our entire relationship had been weeks and weeks of foreplay, and while all of it had been a lot of fun, I really thought I might die if I didn’t get a chance to have her at least once. I reached out and traced the elastic band of her underwear where it disappeared against the high curve of her inner thigh. “When I can bend over without feeling like my body is going to shatter, we can take turns learning each other’s taste.” I arched an eyebrow and made a promise I couldn’t wait to keep. “I will lick every single inch of you. When I can move, I will fuck you so good, you’ll forget you hate everything about this city.”

I smoothed a hand over her porcelain cheek and watched as she took the words in. She must’ve decided the risk was going to be worth the reward in the long run, because she lifted up so she could strip off the rest of her clothing and settled back on my waist, her hands landing on the wall over my head since I didn’t own a headboard.

“I don’t know that I’m good enough to make you forget your name, or where you are, but I think I can make any discomfort you’re going to be in for the next few minutes worth it.” Both of her dark red eyebrows lifted, and a sassy grin tugged at her full lips. “Condom?”

I blinked in surprise since protection was usually the first order of business when I was with someone. This girl really did turn my world and my priorities upside down. I was just so eager to be with her, to have her, I couldn’t think of any of the practical things which typically governed my actions.

I shot an arm out and rummaged through the nightstand, finding a half-empty box and fishing out what I needed. When I handed it over, I expected Orley to blush or look away. I was never sure if I was getting the siren or the sweetheart. It seemed she was in full-on seductress mode because she ripped the foil packet with her teeth and rolled the latex down the straining length of my cock without blinking an eye.

I wanted to ask if she was ready. Sure, there had been a visible wet spot on her underwear, but I hadn’t touched her, prepped her, tasted her the way I normally would. I was a lot of things in bed, but selfish was not one of them. I was ready to go off like a rocket thanks to the attention of her mouth, but that didn’t mean she was turned on or excited enough for things to feel as good for her as they felt for me.

I shouldn’t have worried. Orley wasn’t someone who went with the flow. She was someone on her own path, used to calling her own shots, not afraid to take what she needed, but also strong enough to give back.