Bruce Banner and Iron Man in turn? He knew
she’d be shocked. It was inevitable, as she didn’t have the slightest idea what
he was scheming, but would she think it was hot? Her ordinary estate agent boyfriend
dressing up as her favorite superheroes? Would she enjoy being seduced by a
blond-haired god, a war hero, and whatever the others were? God, he really had
to brush up on their backgrounds, he decided. Make it more of a roleplay,
rather than just putting on a bunch of outfits and hoping for the best.
No, he told himself. Not a roleplay. A cosplay. That
was the geeky term, and as he was dating a geek, he really ought to get it
right.
For now, though, he was quite happy to lose his mind, his
entire self, in Reese’s luscious body. Shifting his right hand down, he slipped
it beneath the waistband of her tiny shorts and sought her pussy. What he found
there made him groan loudly around her trembling flesh. She was soaking wet and
red hot, like molten fucking lava.
As if he hadn’t already wanted her to the extreme, now he
was overwhelmed by lust, consumed by the need to bury his cock deep inside her
slick, tight channel and pump away until they both screamed their climaxes.
But he wouldn’t—not just yet. First he wanted to taste her.
Another sound of protest came from the head of the bed as he
stopped playing with her chest, followed by a happy groan as he hooked his
fingers into the waistband of her shorts and pulled them down. They too were
flung across the room, and he moved farther down the mattress, pushing her
thighs apart and settling between them.
Immediately, the delicious scent of her sex assaulted his
nostrils, and his mouth watered.
Getting into a comfortable position, he used his thumbs to
part her swollen labia, and feasted his gaze on the treasure he’d uncovered.
She was wet, so impossibly wet, and her clit stood out, practically screaming
to be touched.
Smiling to himself, Zach decided the needy bundle of nerve
endings could wait. Just for a while. First, he wanted to lick up every drop of
juices that adorned his girlfriend’s vulva, then push his tongue as far inside
her as it would go and gather up more. She was addictive, heady, and he found
himself hoping there were no errands to run that day. What he really wanted was
to stay at home, making love, fucking, screwing his delicious doctor until
neither of them could move.
Chapter Four
“God, oh god!” Reese whined. “Please stop teasing me, Zach.”
He chuckled. “And where would be the fun in that,
sweetheart?” Landing a playful slap on her thigh, he continued, “Now be quiet
and take what’s coming to you.”
He looked at her splayed pussy for a few seconds longer,
then dived in, making a start on what he’d promised himself he would enjoy.
Eagerly but not too quickly, he ran his tongue up the seam of her, humming with
pleasure as her flavor exploded over his taste buds. As always, she was tart
and sweet all at once, and she made his cock so hard it hurt.
Reaching down with his free hand, he rearranged himself in
his boxer shorts, hoping to relieve some of the tension there. It didn’t work,
not even a little, and he let out a grunt of frustration and tried hard to
ignore the ache between his legs as he attended to the ache between Reese’s.
He ran his tongue between her folds over and over again,
licking up all her sweet juices while studiously ignoring her clit. Cute little
growls and the way she thrust her pelvis up toward his face told Zach how much
she wanted it, needed it.
Grinning to himself, he continued to ignore the taut knot at
the apex of her vulva, dancing his tongue around anywhere but there until he
was satisfied he’d tasted all the fluid she’d produced. Then, rolling his
tongue into something resembling a phallic shape, he pushed it inside her
red-hot channel. It didn’t go far, of course—it wasn’t the length of his
fingers or his cock—but he penetrated as deeply as he could, happily