Truth Undressed (Exposed Series, #3) by Hazel Kelly Page B

mouth. 
    Without warning, he bent down, scooped me up, and carried me towards
the bed. I wrapped my hands around his neck, and he looked at me the like I was
the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. I felt light from the alcohol, but
just drunk enough to have the guts to do what I wanted.
    He laid me on the bed gently and moved over me, letting the
weight of his body crush me against the bed as he kissed me. Once again I wished
he would just rip his clothes off, but he took his time. I think he actually
enjoyed teasing me until I was insane with desire.
    As soon as it felt hot between my legs, I pushed one of his
shoulders until he took the hint and rolled over. When I straddled him, a smile
erupted across his face. His amusement at my taking charge just made me want
him more. I’d never felt more confident with a guy. It must’ve been the way he
looked at me. Like he would never abandon me. Not even with his eyes.
    I pulled my shirt off and he leaned up just enough to pull his
off, too. I lowered my chest against his and was consumed by the thrill of his
skin against mine. It wasn't until I felt his bare hands exploring my chest
that I realized he'd slipped the hooks of my bra out of place.
    It was my turn to tease him, though. So as he squeezed me, I
rocked against him, sliding up and down his cock where it was still trapped
stiff in his jeans.
    But soon I couldn’t wait anymore. I wanted to taste him. I
wanted to know if he would fit in my mouth. I wanted to surprise him like he
surprised me.
    My kissing technique suffered a little as I fumbled at his belt.
But once the buckle was undone, I walked back on my knees so I could pull his
pants off. I pulled his boxers off with them and his dick flung up against his
belly, standing like a mountain between us, a mountain that was just begging to
be climbed.
    But that would have to wait. I wanted to drive him as crazy as
he drove me so I knelt over him and wrapped a hand around the top of his dick.
Then I dragged my thumb back and forth against the tip. When I looked at his
face, he looked totally helpless, totally into it, and completely on edge.
    I gathered some spit in my mouth- enough so that I could slide
right down him- and leaned over. I pursed my lips and curled them around my
teeth. There was nothing left to do but open my mouth and hope he would fit.
    He groaned with pleasure when I sank down on him as far as I
could. He was so big it took me a second to figure out how to suck him without
choking.
    But soon I had a rhythm, and I used my hand to help me pump his
shaft to make up for the fact that my mouth couldn’t make it all the way down
him. And I was surprised to discover how much I liked it, how much it turned me
on to work his cock like that. I mean, initially I just wanted to make him feel
good, but his dick was so smooth and hard I actually didn’t mind having it in
my mouth.  
    Then just when I felt like I was getting the hang of it, it
swelled even more. And the moment it swelled, I felt Kevin grab a fistful of my
hair.
    “I’m gonna come.”
    I braced myself just in time, and my mouth flooded with warm
liquid. He released his grip on my hair, and I pulled away just enough to
swallow before sucking him softly again to make sure I got every last drop.
Then while my hair was still hanging all around my face, I wiped the edges of
my mouth on the back of my hand before looking up at him.
    His chest was rising and falling, and there was a wide smile on
his face.
    “That was amazing,” he said, squinting as if the flood of
pleasure had made his eyelids heavy.
    I smiled and glanced back at his dick. It was still wet and
erect. Kevin watched me as I undid my pants and moved over him. Then I grabbed
him with one hand and guided him in place, exhaling as I sank down on him one
inch at a time. It felt like I was sliding down him forever.
    By the time I sank all the way to the base of his cock, I was
afraid to move because he was filling up so much of me. I