(KRYSTAL'S POV)
The bed dips under me as he climbs on top, his weight pressing me into the soft sheets. My heart hammers against my ribcage as his lips crash onto mine, and I melt into the kiss. Our lips smack against each other filled with heat, hunger and desperation.
Every inch of him presses against me, claiming me, devouring me. His tongue slips past my lips, tangling with mine, exploring every corner of my mouth. I respond in kind, biting lightly, tugging at his lips, moaning into him as my hands find the thick, soft strands of his hair, sinking my fingers deep, pulling him closer
He shifts slightly, letting his lips trail down my jaw to my neck, and I tilt my head, offering myself, gasping when his teeth catch my skin, leaving marks that burn deliciously. My fingers clutch at his hair, tugging as my hips press against his, needing more, craving him.
He trails kisses lower, those warm lips moving over the curve of my shoulder, down to my chest, until he reaches one of my breasts.
His mouth wraps around my nipple, sucking, flicking his tongue over the tip as his fingers knead the other nipple.
The moan that escapes from my lips is loud and uncontrollable.
"Oh… fuck!" I gasp, arching into him.
He moves to the other, doing the same—sucking, flicking, squeezing—driving me insane with the heat and wetness of his mouth. My hands wander over his chest, tracing every line, every muscle, gripping him as I try to anchor myself.
Then his lips leave my breasts and I feel the heat of his mouth moving lower, tracing the plane of my stomach until he reaches the thin fabric of my thong. His fingers hook the strings, tugging it down very slowly. The moment it's free, he crumples it in his hand, brings it to his nose and inhales, tilting his head back in ecstasy before he tosses it to the floor.
He spreads my legs with both hands, the room filling with the sound of his soft curse.
"Fuck… you're so beautiful," he murmurs.
Then he dives in, nose first, against me, his warm breath teasing my folds. My chest rises and falls rapidly, moans escaping before I can stop them.
"You smell like heaven," his voice rumbles low and deep against my skin, and I shiver, trembling beneath him.
Two fingers slide between my wet folds, spreading me apart, and then a third slips inside, pumping slowly, teasingly.
"You're so fucking wet already?" he murmurs, curling his fingers, sliding in and out. "I love that."
His mouth descends, lips pressing against my clit, his tongue flicking, sucking and teasing the sensitive bud. My hips jerk against him involuntarily.
"Fuck! Yes!" I cry out, my hands flying to my breasts. My fingers knead and rub against my nipples, touching myself as he drives me closer and closer to the edge.
"Yes, yes, yes! Please don't stop!" I scream desperately, drowning in the sensation.
He doesn't stop. He thrusts his fingers faster while worshipping my pussy with his mouth, keeping pace with the rapid quivers of my body.
My eyes roll back to the back of my head, my legs start trembling uncontrollably, and I scream again as the first wave of release ripples through me. My pussy clenches, pulsing around his fingers.
Wet, sloppy sounds echo in the small room as he keeps pumping in and out of me, drenching him and the sheets as my body shakes uncontrollably around him.
"Yes," he growls, his voice rough and deep. "That's it, baby girl. Let it all out."
I collapse, shaking from the aftermath, my chest heaving, lips parted as I try to catch my breath.
"That was…" I gasp, my voice trembling. "…that was amazing."
He leans back slightly, grinning down at me, his eyes glinting with hunger. "You're welcome. And I could get addicted to the taste of you."
I watch as he stands, fumbling with his buttons, ripping off his shirt and tossing it across the room. My eyes drag over his body, taking in the hard planes of his chest, the ridges of his abs flexing with every move.
Fuck, he's like a statue, sculpted to perfection. Dangerous and irresistible all at once.
He unbuckles his belt next, then yanks his pants and underwear down in one swift motion, leaving him fully exposed. I swallow the second my eyes locked on the thick, hardened erection, throbbing in front of me.
I gasp, a shiver of anticipation running down my spine.
His green eyes darken with lust, then in a low, dangerously seductive tone, he says.
"My turn."