Page 38 of Cruel King
I close my eyes and listen to him explain how to hold the cue as his warm breath skitters over my ear and neck. So much for actually learning how to shoot pool.
While I revel in how good he feels against me, Matthias positions my fingers correctly on the green part of the table and slides the cue through my thumb and forefinger. I doubt I’m going to remember any of this when it comes time to actually put it into practice, though. My mind is too focused on his hard cock pressing against the inside of my thigh.
“So that’s all you have to do. Think you can try it?” he asks before backing away from me.
Slowly, I stand up to my full height while my body misses the feel of him against me. I watch him walk around to the side of the table, knowing he expects me to take a shot like he just taught me. I try to do exactly what he showed me, but since I wasn’t paying much attention, the shot turns out like all my others.
Lousy, with the cue ball barely rolling toward my solid ball.
“I’m sorry. If I’m being honest, I was having a hard time focusing on what you were saying. You were so close, and I couldn’t help thinking about something else.”
I feel my cheeks heat up from a blush as I admit that, but Matthias simply shakes his head and smiles. Walking around the table, he stops beside me and takes the pool cue out of my hand before setting both his and mine on the table.
He turns me around to face him and smiles down at me. “Tell me what you were so distracted with.”
My eyes lower so my gaze drifts south toward his crotch before I look up again at him. “One guess. You know, I’m beginning to wonder if you have some sort of medical condition. You’re always hard.”
Matthias bites his lip, making him look even sexier than usual, before he dips his head to kiss me. “Not usually, but when I’m near you, yeah.”
He slowly pushes his hips forward so his hard cock presses against the front of my pants. Even with the fabric between us, my pussy gets wet.
“What about Eleanor?” I ask, not really caring if anyone sees us together, to be honest.
But he pulls away suddenly and nods. “You’re right. No sex in the game room.”
I can’t help but be disappointed, but a moment later, he takes me by the hand and hurries me out into the hallway. Unsure what he’s doing, I ask, “Does this mean the pool lesson is over?”
Turning to look at me, he smiles. “Yeah, but I’ve got something better in mind. Come with me.”
As I hurry to keep up with him, he rushes us back to the guest room where I stayed last night. Closing the door behind us, he pulls me to him and kisses me long and deep.
Against my lips, he whispers, “We’re taking a risk since she’ll probably be up here soon to clean up your room.”
“What are we doing that’s so risky?” I ask with a giggle, hoping he might finally explain why he doesn’t want anyone to see us together.
With a sinful smile, he answers, “This.” A second later, he crouches down in front of me and tugs my pants and underwear down my legs, leaving me naked from the waist down.
Before I can say a word, he presses his mouth to my pussy and slides his tongue up the length of me, making my eyes roll back in my head. Oh. My. God.
I stuff my hand into his hair, loving how silky it feels against my skin. I struggle to get my right foot out of my pants so I can open my legs more and enjoy his mouth completely. While he flicks his tongue against my sensitive skin, he helps me free my leg and then lifts my left foot onto his shoulder, opening me up to him.
Looking up at me, he sweetly asks, “Is your ankle feeling better today?”
“Yeah,” I answer, even as I can’t concentrate on anything but how much I want his mouth on me.
The few times I’ve had a guy do this to me I felt self-conscious and awkward, but never before has anyone gone down on me like this. I balance myself on his right shoulder, afraid if I don’t that I’ll go crashing to the floor when I come.
Matthias leans back away from me, giving me a momentary break from the delight his tongue was performing, and smiles. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you.”
He slides his right hand behind me and cups my ass before tilting forward again to return to the incredible attention he’s paying to my pussy. With every delicious swipe of his tongue over my clit, I feel like I’m going to explode. God, I love it!
I don’t know how long we go like this, but when he gently sucks my clit between his lips, that’s all it takes. The top of my head feels like it blows off, and every inch of my body comes alive as I come hard against his mouth. Matthias rides my orgasm as if he’s a master at this, his tongue never relenting until I finally sag against him, exhausted and utterly satisfied.
A heavy sigh escapes from me, and he looks up with a smile that says he enjoyed himself too. “I’ve been dying to taste you like that since breakfast.”
My right leg shakes like it’s about to give out, so he lowers my other leg to the floor before standing up to kiss me. I taste myself on his lips, something so utterly sensual that I’ve never experienced before with any other guy.
“Thank you.”