“Oh my god, Andrew.” My voice is raspy, as though I’ve been screaming at a concert all night. One hand dives into the hair at the top of his head and I pull, earning me a sound of satisfaction rumbling from his throat.

He pulls away for a moment and says, “Ride my face, Kenz. Take it how you want it.”

Me from an hour ago would be aghast at the idea. But me in the present thinks nothing of his request except obedience. I jerk my hips back and forth, bearing down on him. The friction is blissful, and Andrew knows exactly what to do with his tongue.

I’m so close… so close.

My hands tighten in his hair, and with one final grind of my hips, I come, a strangled cry leaving my lips while my back arches then bows forward in the throes of my release.

Andrew laps even more vigorously, apparently desperate for the taste of me.

I’ve just barely gotten my bearings when he lifts me up by the waist and deposits me on my back beside him.

“That was unbelievable, woman. You’ve ruined me.” He hovers over me and kisses me thoroughly.

The taste of myself on his tongue has arousal swimming in my bloodstream once more, and I briefly wonder if I’ll ever get enough of this man. When he closes the kiss, he immediately reaches for the condom package, ripping it open with his teeth.

“Here, let me.” I take the condom from him and pinch the tip before rolling it down his considerable length while he hovers over me. His cock jerks at my touch, making me smile.

He lets himself fall, his elbows on either side of my face so that I can feel some of his weight, but not all of it. I gasp as he pushes the head of his cock into me, all the while studying my face. Meeting his gaze, I cup his cheek as he pushes in a little more, withdraws, and repeats the same pattern until he’s fully seated inside me.

My fingers go from his cheek into his hair as he stretches me. It’s not uncomfortable per se. I’ve just never felt this full before.

“You good?” His voice makes it clear he’s holding back, forcing himself to stay still to check in with me.

I nod, my teeth pressed into my bottom lip because I can’t manage words right now.

He slowly pulls his hips back, and the slide of his cock lights up every single nerve ending I have. My eyes flutter closed. He burrows his head in my neck, his tongue dragging over my heated flesh as he draws himself in and out of me. I wrap my arms around him, my fingernails digging into his back, desperate for something to anchor me to this moment.