She shook her head, opening her mouth and letting my dick fall from her lips.
“No?” I asked as I lightly smacked it again.
She yelped, her body rising from the bed.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” I asked, watching her body flush.
“Yes,” she mumbled, relaxing back into the bed.
I crawled down her body and settled between her legs, taking in her beauty. I increased my pace and the pressure of each tap as her body arched up, meeting my hand with every smack.
“Yes!” she screamed as she panted.
I needed to feel her from the inside again. Pressing two fingers into her wet pussy, I slowly moved them in and out. She was close, closer than she was before, as I felt her pussy clench around my fingers.
Leaning forward, I sucked her clit into my mouth, stroking it with my tongue. She pulled at the restraints, trying to get closer. Damn, she tasted so fucking good. I could’ve eaten her pussy all day, but that wasn’t part of my plan.
I wanted the one thing no man had ever had from her before. Nothing, not even the sweetness of her on my tongue, would cause me to lose focus.
As her body started to shudder and her head tossed from side to side, I quickened my pace.
Her hips arched off the pillow as her pants grew louder and her insides began to contract. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Morgan, fuck me with your fingers!” she screamed.
Removing my mouth, I spanked her pussy and fingered her as she came. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Feel me deep inside you,” I murmured, forcing my fingers deeper as I pushed on her G-spot.
Liquid gushed from her pussy as she writhed. “Oh my God!” she wailed as her breathing faltered. She gasped for air. “What the hell was that?” she asked as she tried to pull a breath in.
I kept my fingers inside until her muscles stilled. “You squirted,” I replied, completely shocked. I’d never in my life experienced something so…so spectacular. It was a complete turn-on.
I’d heard of women squirting, but I had never experienced it firsthand.
“Oh. My. God. I have never done that before,” she mumbled, closing her eyes.
My cock was about to break off as I sat there, letting her catch her breath and come down from her high. Leaning forward, I drew her wetness into my mouth.
“Delicious.”
If I didn’t come, I was afraid my balls would be permanently blue. I moved between her legs, rubbing the head of my cock on her entrance, and then pushed it in to the hilt. She was so fucking wet that I almost lost it.
I stilled before I pulled back and slammed myself deeper. I thrust into her, each stroke a little harder as she arched her back to accommodate my length.
“Jesus, you’re so tight,” I whispered. Her pussy hadn’t relaxed yet, still tense from the orgasm that had gripped her body moments ago.
“Fuck me, Morgan. Fuck me hard!” Her body met my thrusts. “I love how your cock fills me,” she murmured before I kissed her lips, silencing her.
Doing as she’d asked, I crashed into her—over and over until she came again. But even though my plan was to take her in the one way she hadn’t been taken, I couldn’t resist. The feel of her pussy milking my cock drove me over the edge and had me grunting through the pleasure that racked my body.
My legs trembled, every hair on my body stood up at attention, and my breathing stopped completely. As I spilled into her, my vision blurred and tiny sparks burst behind my closed eyes. I tried to hold myself up, not wanting to crush her under my weight. As my arms shook from the pressure, I rode the last wave of the orgasm that I hadn’t been able to stop from happening.
“Fuck,” I muttered as I rolled to her side, trying to get air in my lungs.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, her panting matching mine.
“That’s not how I wanted that to go,” I said, wiping the sweat from my brow.
Her body shook as she giggled. “I think it turned out pretty well for both of us.”
“Says the woman who squirted all over the bed,” I said as I sat up and untied her feet.
