His cock bulges and seeps, and he continues eating her while he tugs down his joggers.
She digs her nails into her thighs and he sucks on her clit, chewing it gently as her stomach rises and falls, faster and faster.
He looks up from between her thighs, and the image of her on his bed, her eyes tightly shut and her hands fisted on the covers while she rolled her hips into his hand, hungry for him made him fist his cock with one hand, stroking it while he drops down to keep eating her.
He swirls and nibbles, sucks, and licks syncing with her breaths and going faster and harder as her lungs fill again and again.
"Yes... Yes." She pants, her legs opening wider. One leg on top of Xavier's shoulders and the other on the bed.
"Fuck, I'm coming." She shakes, her short shallow breaths wracking through her body. "Oh, God... Xavier, you feel so good."
She sucks in a breath and he knows her orgasm is cresting, and he stops. His tongue paused on her clit a moment before he raise his head.
Her eyes remain closed, but after a moment, pain is etched across his face, and she blinks her eyes open. She finds him watching her.
"No," she begs. "Don't stop, Please. What are you doing?
He leaves a little kiss on her clit, feeling the pulse inside throb like she just ran a marathon and he almost felt sorry for her.
He rose, looking down at her.
"Xavier." She says, looking like she's about to cry.
But then her hands dip between her legs as she tries to finish herself off, but he takes her wrists pinning them to her sides, and at that moment, Xavier was glad he was three times in size bigger than his petite fiancée else the fury in her eyes which were now slowly morphing back to pure need would have guaranteed him a punch, especially for what he was about doing next.
"Please." She squirms underneath him with need.
"Shhh baby," he leans down, leaving little kisses on her stomach, "The last time we discussed you moving back to New York you said you'll think about it. So I was wondering, how is the thinking going?" He tells her between kisses.
Her eyes widen, "I can't believe you want us to discuss that now, here, why? Xavier, __"
He smirks as she stops mid-sentence involuntarily threading her hands through his hair as he sucked in one of her nipples.
"Really? Xavier. You don't want to talk." She managed to moan out as he cupped her between her legs while he smirk aware of how much of an advantage it was sometimes that he was with a smart woman and how she had quickly caught up to the memo, though most times it was a double-edged sword.
"Using orgasm as a leverage in this is unfair and__" he rubs his palm over her clit and dips the tip of his middle finger into her cunt.
Her hips shot off the bed trying to get more of him inside of her but failed. Their eyes met, "This is pure shamelessness, Xavier." She accused.
He chuckled, "What did I do?" He taunted innocently, "I just feel threatened by Boston and I just don't want you running over there at the slightest of arguments. You're the reason why I'm insecure about a damn city."
He pushes her stomach back down then slide in a little deeper and stops.
"So what is it going to be? Boston or New York?"
She glared at him, "You mean Boston or orgasm?"
He grinned, showing off devilish dimples, "If that is what you would like us to call New York City now, who am I to object?"
"I don't know about renaming ___"
Keeping the tip of his finger inside her, he dive down again and start working her clit, giving her the orgasm he took away partly because as his fiancée had said, he was shameless and could.
"Xavier__" she moaned, "Don't stop, please. Don't stop. I'll move into fucking Mars if you would want that too but please don't stop."
"That's a little extreme," he whispered huskily against her pussy making her groan, "New York is okay for now, so?"
"Yes."
He smiled against her clit as he speed up his mouth as he heard her body get more excited, panting harder and harder.
He dip his second finger inside of her, in and out, not minding the slight groan of pain at first as he gathered the Wetness around her to ease inside of her, over and over again, and when she starts coming in for it, planting her hands on the pillow behind her head to thrust her body to meet his finger, he smirked to himself knowing she is ready to be filled.
She groans, her tit bouncing back and forth, and his mouth and fingers work. He is dying because her tight little cunt around his fingers lights his body on fire. She's wet and soft, her folds around his finger giving him a small taste of what his dick would be feeling in minutes. Her breathing stutters, she bites down on her bottom lip as she squeezes her eyes shut and moans.
"Xavier," she cries out and he feels it. Wetter and hotter she coats his finger.
Fuck.
Rising, he stares down at her as he reaches for his antique draw pulling out a condom.
"No," she whimpers, rising and looking at him, "Bare, Please? I want to feel all of it my first time."
He met her gaze, wondering if she was sure of what she was saying.
"I won't be able to pull out from you, not the first time."
"I have been taking birth control pills since like forever because of painful menstrual cramps," she meets his gaze. "Do you usually use rubbers?"
He holds her head to him, reveling in her mouth. "Always."
She eyes him, "Then have one of your firsts with me. It is only fair."
She licks his abs and his stomach tightens.
He pushes her back down on the bed, coming down on top of her and covering her mouth with his.
Her hands wrap around his long, hard shaft.
Everything swells and heats, his stomach on fire.
"Fuck, Maya," he murmured over her lips. "Fuck."
She licks his lips as he crowns her entrance, and he lifts up so that he can look down at her as he pushes inside.