Not many women are lucky enough to have a man like Josh for a partner. Filthy and unashamed of it. Adoring, but not possessive. Alpha, but not a bully.
“I love you so much,” I whisper against his lips between kisses.
“Ditto,” he says, and I hitch myself up as he lifts me from the floor. My legs wrap around his waist, my arms around his shoulders as he walks us through to the bedroom.
Kisses, so many kisses, all of them filled with love.
Tumbling onto the bed together is like old times coming back to life. We’ve made love plenty of times since Cannes, but not like this. Not dirty fucking, with our primal nature to the fore.
I have a whole whirlwind of butterflies as he kisses his way down my neck to my lacy bra. I adore the heat of his breath through the lace as he samples a taste.
“Tell me what he did to you. Did he use your tits?”
I smirk down, arching my back.
“How could he resist? Yes. He sucked on them. He gave me a decent pinch of his teeth while he pounded me.”
“Like this?” Josh sucks in the same place User 2644 did, lapping at another man’s dried up spit on the fabric without a care.
“Yeah, like that.”
“Nice.”
Josh tugs my bra down, and my nipples are back to being bullets. He teases one with his thumb while he feasts on the other and I’m in heaven. My legs part on instinct, clit fluttering, needing more.
My boyfriend reads my body and slides his hand down to the messy aftermath my client left behind. He curls his fingers in my panties, and begins the exploration. Cum mixed with my own hot pussy juice… and my dirty ass, still squelching.
“I love it when you come home like this,” Josh says, then gives my nipple another flick with his pierced tongue.
His dirty eyes are gorgeous as he peppers my body with kisses on the way down to the juncture of my thighs. He’s buzzing with need, just as I am. I know what he’s going to do to me. I know just how turned on he gets when claiming back his filthy girlfriend after she’s been used like a slut.
“He came deep,” I say, urging him on. “Fuck, Josh, he filled me up. He had so much cum to give me.”
“So have I.”
Josh is more of an expert with my body than any client could ever be. His pierced tongue is a dirty delight as he digs out my clit and laps up another man’s cum. It’s so filthy, it makes me squirm.
“Fuck, yes,” I say. “Clean me out. Clean me out, then fill me up again!”
“Push down, baby,” he says, and I do as I’m told, bearing down so the cum dribbles from both holes. Yeah, Client 2644 filled me up good.
Oh, my boyfriend is ready for it. He’s a fiend as he licks up the dirty remnants like a creamy dessert. I get stomach flips, needing him inside me so bad.
“Fill me back up,” I say. “Please. Give it to me.”
“Not until you’re all nice and empty.”
He slips three fingers into my pussy, so slick. He moans as he scoops out the cum, and looks me in the eyes as he enjoys the feast, sucking another man’s leftovers from his fingers. And I want some. I want to taste User 2644 on my boyfriend’s tongue.
“Share,” I whisper. “Don’t be greedy, Josh. I want a taste as well.”
“Then give me some more to share.”
He splays open my pussy and I bear down again, birthing out a fresh dribble of cream. He’s ready for it, cleaning it up in one long sweep of his tongue before he climbs back up the bed and kisses me.
Fuck, it’s messy.
This kiss is even wetter than User 2644’s was. I suck at Josh’s pierced tongue, battling him for every salty drop, and once it’s gone he’s straight back down to my pussy to collect a fresh load.
