I Think Your Love Would Be Too Much / Post Malone

Chapter 83

My throat ran bone dry as I hovered over the woman I had been terribly obsessing over since the day I first laid my eyes on her.

I almost wanted to pour a bucket of ice cold water over my head just to make sure my wandering mind wasn't playing tricks on me just to find out I was only having one of my hot and heavy yet short lived dreams once again.

But the softness of Lena's touch brushing against my lower abdomen was enough to snap me out of my head and return my focus to her hands that were busy half way tugging down my boxers.

I said nothing as I allowed her to roll me over to my side of the bed, causing me to now lay flat on my back as she regained dominance.

She bit down on her bottom lip as she flashed her gaze to meet mine, her hands reaching for my waistband once again. I ran my hand stressfully through my wild hair that Lena had managed to pull in nearly every direction, smoothing my disheveled curls into place.

I was trying to keep my hands busy as I restrained myself from reaching onto my bedside table to grab for my lighter and begin to chainsmoke the entire pack of Camels that sat only inches away from me.

"Why don't you run your fingers through my hair instead?"

Lena chuckled softly, a devilish look entering her innocent eyes as she continued her determination to fully undress me, pulling my underwear past my hardened member, allowing my stifled bulge to finally spring free.

My breaths suddenly slowed as she wasted little to no time crouching between my legs and gripping onto my erection as she discreetly smirked to herself.

I gritted down on my teeth as I reluctantly chewed the inside of my cheek to refrain from audibly moaning as she dragged her tongue from the base of my length all the way up to my sensitive tip.

I squirmed against my sheets, trying to contain myself as I watched my entire cock disappeared into her mouth and slide down her throat with nothing but ease.

"Fuck."

I exhaled, unable to bite back my moans as her tongue slithered down the underside of my length as she bobbed her head in an up and downward motion.

My fingers glided into her dark locks as I pressed my head against the pillow, seeing nothing but shooting stars as she picked up her ruthless pace.

Her tongue harshly swirled in every direction as I pushed the back of her head further between my legs, effortlessly fucking her beautiful mouth.

"Lena." I husked, her wicked gaze meeting mine as she stared up at me with watering eyes and hollowed cheeks as she deep throated me like no tomorrow.

I had fantasized about this moment more times than I'd like to admit since I met this woman, and here she was, completely naked in my bed and treating me like a goddamn king with her wild tongue.

She lapped over every vein of my cock, my grip in her waves tightening as I incoherently mumbled a slur of profanities.

My stamina maintained much longer than I expected, as I halfway anticipated myself to have busted about two minutes in with the way Lena was wildly sucking.

I could feel the pleasure building up and I knew I was going to have a rippling climax unlike I had ever experienced before. But instead, Lena released my length from her mouth, her pink lips swollen and wet as I watched her crawl her way up to face me.

She instantaneously melted her lips into mine, seduction dripping from every inch of her naked body as she seemingly levitated over me.

Her eyes pleaded with desperation as she straddled my lap, the wetness seeping from her pussy slicking my length as she just barely slid her folds along my shaft.