Beauty and the beast

32*

"Mateo, please" I whined out lifting my hips to try and get his hand to touch me but he withdrew his hand.

"Patience baby, patience," I groaned but it was silenced by Mateo kissing me.

His hand trailed up my body and up to my own hands. Suddenly my hands were pinned above my head and Mateo finally put his thumb on my clit.

I moaned into his mouth and lifted my hips to meet his hand. His thumb rubbed my clit in slow but pressure-filled circles. Suddenly two fingers entered me, making me scream in pleasure. My back arched off from his bed as my mouth went agape. I felt myself starting to warm up as blood rushed through my veins and to my skin.

"Oh god," I cried out when my nipple was taken into Mateo's mouth.

My legs began shaking. The room filled with swishing sounds from Mateo's fingers moving inside me. I couldn't even moan anymore, forming any sounds wasn't possible.

My thighs squeezed together and I cried out in pleasure.

I felt like I was floating, my head was light. Filled with endorphins and dopamine. All my muscles tightened, pushing wave after wave through my body.

"Holy shit," I muttered as I tried calming my breathing. That was one of the most intense orgasms I've had.

Mateo pulled out his fingers and sucked them clean from my arousal. After that he leaned down to kiss me, making me taste myself in his mouth.

He let go of my wrists and they found their way to his open shirt and I pushed the material off his shoulders. Allowing my fingers to trace along his muscled chest.

He didn't break the kiss but shrugged off his shirt. Throwing it across his room.

My hand dragged down his chest and abs before landing on his belt. I tugged at it and Mateo pulled away.

I sat up on my forearms as I watched him undress. His body was a work of art. Sculpted, toned and firm. My eyes gingerly moved down his body from his eyes to the prominent bulge in his boxers. 

I wanted him in my mouth.

I crawled to the edge of the bed and slowly kissed him. My hand went to his erection as I rubbed it through the material. This made Mateo moan into my mouth.

I pulled away and trailed kisses down Mateo's neck. I wanted to leave a hickey so I got to work. Sucking, licking and biting while my hand slipped into his boxers.

"Fuck baby," he groaned and his hands came to rest on my waist. His grasp tightened whenever I did something he liked.

After I felt like I left enough hickeys, I moved onto his chest. Licking each of his nipples as I took in the sounds coming from Mateo. I knew he liked it because I felt his dick flinch in my hand.

I continued until I was on my hands and knees with my mouth right in front of his dick.

I spit on my hand and stroked him up and down. I watched as his dick produced a few more drops of precum.

Leaning forward, I stuck out my tongue and licked his head.

"Shit. This is fucking torture," Mateo brought his hands to my face and lightly held it.

"Open up," with that I did as I looked up at Mateo. He slid into my mouth and I began bopping my head on him.

My jaw slightly hurt from being stretched but I ignored it as I found a rhythm.

My mouth and hand worked in unison as I sucked him off while giving him a hand job with whatever couldn't fit in my mouth.

"Fuck, look at me," Mateo instructed and I lifted my eyes to his.