His cock was trapped between our bodies, and each movement of my groin stroked the turgid flesh. I pushed him higher and higher, and I had no choice but to go there with him myself. This had been too long in coming.
He got his hands free and wound his fingers in my hair, pulling my mouth off his torso and up to his mouth. His kisses were…fucking hell. Hot, ravenous. I felt as if he wanted to eat me alive.
I didn’t want his nipples to feel neglected, though. I angled my body so that I wasn’t lying full length on him and got a hand on his nipples, to roll and tug them. Hitching gasps spilled into my mouth. One particularly firm squeeze and that did it for him. He tore his mouth away and whimpered as his hot semen spurted onto his abdomen.
I’d made him come without touching his cock. I felt pretty damn smug.
But then his inner muscles clamped down, and with two more strokes I was the one who was exploding in a violent climax, gripped by that tight, hot passage.