Page 63 of Meant to Be


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“I-I haven’t shaved in a few days,” she informed me.

I lifted my head, staring at her. “I’m a grown ass man. Pussy hair doesn’t scare me.”

Her eyes widened in disbelief. I didn’t give her much time for a response to my declaration before I was lifting her up by the hips and nudging her legs apart with my shoulders.

I lowered my head and had my first taste of her sweet nectar. Kay was wet as fuck. I savored the flavor of her, licking and sucking at her labia, teasing her before moving to engulf her clit with my mouth. Somewhere along the line, my moans got lost in the sounds of her moans. The room filled with the sweet sounds of her enjoyment which was fucking music to my ears. My erection painfully strained against the mattress, but I couldn’t and wouldn’t let my mouth off of Kay’s pussy until I felt the evidence of her orgasm on my tongue.

With my tongue lashing, I demanded that she come for me.

Another loud moan followed by a rolling of her hips, and seconds later my bottom lip and chin were met with her bodily response to my ministrations.

“Fuck!” she gasped, sitting up. “If I’d known you were that skilled with your mouth, I wouldn’t have been gone for so long.”

“Your loss, sweetheart,” I chided, pressing a kiss to her mouth, letting her taste herself on my lips. “Now we’ve gotta make up for lost time.”

“We sure do.” Kay’s soft hands went to my belt buckle, undoing it before unbuttoning my pants.

“Damn,” I hissed, throwing my head back when she reached in and began stroking my cock. “You’re going to have me coming in my pants like a fucking adolescent.”

She grinned. “That’s the goal.”

I shook my head. “Not tonight. The goal is to hear you yelling my name while you come, again and again.” I stole another kiss, and removed her hand to fully undress myself. “Turnover.” My voice was strained, thick with need.

Kayla moved, turning over on all fours.

My jaw tightened and my dick strained even more at the sight of her exposed ass. I always loved the sight of her bare ass when she was in this position.

“Condom.”

I stopped, my hands inches from her flesh. “What?” I understood the word she was saying but my brain had only one thought at that moment.

“We need to use condoms, Josh. We have to be more consistent with protection.”

“Are you on birth control?” The words were instinctive. Spat out before I could even fully comprehend what I was asking. I’d never, not once, not used protection with a woman. The fact that I hadn’t even realized it until Kayla brought it up would be something I’d have to beat myself up about later.

“No,” she answered, shaking her head.

Fuck.“I’ll pull out,” came my immediate response. My hands went to her hips, pulling her to me.

“Josh …” Her voice had both need and a warning.

“I’ve never not used protection and my last test was clean.”

“M-mine too.”

It probably was a little late in the game for this particular conversation but I needed her to be clear. I waited for any more protests from her. When none came, I gripped my erection and placed it at her entrance, sliding in.

Her back immediately arched and a groan escaped her lips. The breath was stolen from my lungs and replaced by the most euphoric feeling ever.

“Goddamn,” her whispered cry came out.

I grunted, unable to mutter a verbal response beyond that. The feel of Kay’s tight pussy gripping my cock made talking impossible. The only thing I could do was move. So, I did. I pulled back, almost pulling completely out of her before forging back into her, forcefully.

“Shit, Jooosh!” she moaned.

Her cries only caused me to want to bury myself so deeply inside of her, that I wouldn’t know where I ended and she began. When she began bouncing her full ass on my cock, I just about lost my fucking mind.

I leaned over, moving my hands from her hips to her breasts that were bouncing, as well to the rhythm we’d set together. I squeezed and plucked at her nipples while using my knee to nudge hers apart even farther. I leaned in, pressing the top half of her body down against the mattress and thrusting even deeper into her core. The squishy sounds of our lovemaking filled the room, as did our moans.