I join her on the bed and sink back into her slowly.
Once I start again, she’s forced forward until her face is buried in the pillows. I let myself come, but stay inside her as I ride her body down to the mattress with my arm under her. My fingers grind on her clit until she’s spasming around me.
Her exhausted sob is muffled by the pillows. I move until my weight rests on the mattress, so I’m not crushing her. I breathe with my nose against her hair, inhaling the scent of herbal shampoo and a hint of sweat.
One of her hands shoves the hair off the side of her face as she sucks in air. The strands at her temples are damp and curling.
I lick warm salt from between her shoulder blades with the flat of my tongue. She shivers and tries to inch away. My hand settles against her shoulder to shut down any hope she has of escape.
“Turn over,” I husk.
“No.” There’s a pouty heaviness in her voice.
“You sure defiance is the right tactic? When your pretty ass is right near my cock?”
She reaches a hand back and covers the crevice overlying the entrance to her ass, as though those slim fingers could cockblock me.
Tapping her ass cheek with my fingers, I repeat, “Turn over, little girl.”
With a shiver, she moves, twisting around until she’s lying on her back beneath me. Liquid brown eyes I could get lost in stare up at me.
“Put your arms around my neck and kiss me.”
After a slow beat that has my heart banging in my chest, she slides her arms over my shoulders and rises to give me what I asked for. I lower my mouth and chest, sliding my tongue into her mouth, so I can taste every sweet inch of her.
I gather her body against mine, savoring the sexy scrape of her barbell jewelry and the soft tits beneath.
My cock grows thick and hard again, and I raise my head. “How sore are you, Arya?”
She stares at me, seeming as if she doesn’t understand the question.
“I don’t mean from the spanking. I mean your pussy.” I know the drill. After a couple of times, even the slickest pussy is raw and sore from having my cock inside it the first few times. I move so she can feel my cock against her thigh.
“I’m going to fuck you again. You can choose where you take it. If you’re too sore, you can suck it.”
She licks her lips and nods. “I didn’t think you liked that.”
“What’s not to like?” I roll onto my back, taking my cock in hand and pumping it up and down several times.
“Before now… why did you say no?” Arya’s silky skin slides over mine as she moves lower on the bed.
“I wanted more.”
Her tongue swirls over the head, and I draw in a long breath. As she sucks the tip, I groan. Sliding an arm behind my head, I shut my eyes and savor the feel of her drawing me in deeper.
For a long time, things are slow and sweet. She licks and sucks my balls until they burn and then swallows the cum that’s leaking from my cock. A warm breath blows against the head, which feels hot and so good.
“You’re really gorgeous,” she says. “But…”
My lids rise so I’m staring at her sable hair as it falls over her shoulder. “What?”
She licks her lips, seeming a little nervous. “Not sure I’ll be able to take you as deep as you want.”
“It’s not about taking all of it. There’s only one place in your body I can get balls deep, and it’s not your throat.”
Her eyes widen.
“Keep going. Everything you’re doing feels fantastic.”
