Now I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to come, and you’re going to come fucking hard. She tightens her grip on her thighs, her fingertips digging right into her skin, and I grasp her hips. But no touching.” She makes to nod but instead drops her head back when I give up the slow bullshit. “You don’t touch me.” I put her hands on her thighs, keeping her legs up. The action is so simple, but I can hear her pleasured gasp before she even realizes she likes it. I pin them to the bed at her sides, a hot thrill consuming me at the realization she’s completely under my control. She reachesįor me, and I shake my head, grasping her hands. I rest the head of my cock at the entrance to her pussy and push in slowly. She’s about to be introduced to my favorite position. I rest them over my shoulders and her eyes widen, her lips parting, and I know instantly that she hasn’t been fucked this way before. “Lift your legs,” I order, grasping her ankles and helping her.
“What-oh!” I push her up the bed, still smirking, and kneel by her ass. She lifts her head from the bed and drops her eyes to it, her tongue flitting across her bottom lip. I tug them down, letting my erection spring free. Her pleasure-filled, trembling moan as she gives over to the wave of delight I just sent through her body is music to my ears, if only because my cock is throbbing inside my boxers. Pushes against her clit, and she comes undone. Her writhes become that full-blown face-fuck I just mentioned, and I slip my tongue inside her channel. She writhes against me as I lick her faster and more intensely. I’ve licked countless pussies and none have tasted half as good as hers.
Her taste is unlike anything I’ve ever known.
I run my tongue along her in one long sweep. She gasps when I drop to my knees and spread her legs wide. “Now, you can fuck my face,” I say against her thigh. I grip her ankle tightly, my fingers digging in to the pressure points, and kiss her ankle. Now, though, I’m intrigued by your taste.” I pull her panties down and stare at her pussy, exposed for me, glistening with the wetness from her arousal. I slide my hands over her sides and grasp her thighs, holding them tight enough she stills. I continue to work her nipples with my tongue, driftingīetween them both, and she grinds her pussy against my erection. Does your cunt taste as sweet as they do?” She responds with a quiet moan and a push of her hips into mine. “Mmm,” I hum appreciatively, moving to her other breast. She arches her back into me when I kiss down her neck and replace my thumb with my mouth, wrapping my lips around her pebbled nipple. They fit in my hands perfectly, and her nipples harden when I brush my thumbs across them. I flick the front clasp of her bra and free her sizeable tits. Her body is soft beneath mine, soft but toned and only covered by a navy bra and tiny panties. Her own hands glide across my stomach and up my back, my T-shirt long discarded. I push my lips against hers and wind my fingers in her hair, pushing her against the bed. It’s a silent plea that the demanding side of me wants to answer. When she moves her blond hair from her eyes, she has this enticing spark that shows a strong submission, a contradiction unto itself. She’s so different than the women I usually fuck. And this is a good thing, because she is different. That final release, that sweet fucking explosion of tension that undoes the knots in my shoulders. My addiction is to their bodies and the pleasure they ultimately give me. They never have, and they will never touch it again. Her hands move fluidly across my body, as if she already knows every inch of it. The CALL series: Late Call Final Call His Call The WILD series: Wild Attraction Wild Temptation Wild Addiction The GAME series: The Love Game Playing for Keeps The Right Moves Worth the Risk The MEMORIES series:
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