“Make love to me,” I whisper into the still night air, gazing into the blue eyes of the man I’m quickly falling in love with.
He guides me toward the bed, covering my body with his again before sliding between my legs. “You’re shaking.” He runs his lips across my skin near my collarbone.
“Kiss me.” I pull his face down to mine and take his mouth with such intensity, I leave no doubt in his mind or my own what I want.
He glides his hand across my skin, brushing near my nipple and sending shock waves throughout my entire body. I arch my back, craving his touch and wanting more of the delicious pleasure only his fingertips can deliver.
His lips slip from mine, following the same path his fingertips just took. I moan, unable to hold back when his warm, wet tongue touches the side of my nipple. I dig my fingernails into his shoulders, begging for more of his mouth and wanting all the pleasure he has to offer.
I press his cock against my aching pussy as I wrap my legs around his hips and lock our bodies together. “I want you,” I whisper as my fingers find the hard planes of his back. “I can’t wait any longer.”
He lifts his head and stares up my body. “Don’t rush this, baby. Don’t rush me or your pleasure,” he says before he lowers his head over my other breast.
20
Angelo
My mouth covers her pussy as she shakes uncontrollably in the bed. I hum my approval, adding to the overwhelming sensation she’s no doubt feeling.
“Oh God. Oh God,” she calls out as I swipe my tongue across her clit, and her fingers wrap around the comforter at her side. “Yes!”
She’s loud, and I love that about her. There’s no timid Tilly, scared to ask for what she wants or too bashful to let me know when I’ve hit the right spots. There’s never any guessing with her, even when it comes to sex.
I smile around her clit, sucking her sensitive skin harder than before. She starts chanting a language I’ve never heard before, rocking her hips and pushing her pussy against my face.
“I’m coming,” she says, almost singing the words. “Oh fuck.”
Her words spur me on, making me lick quicker and suck harder until her body’s quaking against the sheets and she’s gasping for air. I keep my eyes locked on her, looking at her naked body as her chest heaves.
She doesn’t speak, trying to catch her breath as she melts into the mattress. I slide between her legs, lining up my cock with her inviting pussy. Her knees fall to the bed, opening to me. I slide one hand under her ass and guide my cock slowly inside her with the other.
She peers up with her green eyes, cheeks flushed. I’m moving slowly, easing myself inside her gradually because the last thing I want to do is have this be over before I have a chance to really get started.
I close my eyes, the sweet ecstasy her pussy delivers almost pushing me over the edge. Go slow, I tell myself. I need this. I want this. There’s a time for fast, but now isn’t it.
I pull my hips back before thrusting forward with a little more force. I practically lose it, but I rebound as my body stills. Leaning forward, I take her nipple in my mouth, loving the way her pussy clamps down around my shaft.
Twisting my hips, I grind into her, pressing against her clit. Slowly, and almost to the point of torture, I move again. I grip her ass with one hand as I hold myself up with the other, staring down at the woman I’ve quickly fallen in love with.
Our eyes are locked on each other’s as I rock into her over and over again, keeping a slow, steady rhythm. Her legs wrap around my waist, and she locks her ankles against my ass. “Deeper,” she whispers.
I rock upward, forcing my cock deeper inside her, knowing I can’t last much longer. It’s impossible with the way her body feels wrapped around my dick and the length of time it’s been since I’ve felt anything this spectacular.
Tilly moves with me, shaking in my arms as her breathing grows more erratic with each thrust. My entire body’s on fire as the orgasm begins to take hold, making it impossible for me to stop.
I tilt her ass upward, changing the angle and pushing my pelvis against her clit. Within seconds, she’s crying out, digging her fingernails into my biceps as the orgasm builds inside each of us.
I thrust harder, moving faster than before, and chase the orgasm for us both. I squeeze my eyes shut, and colors explode behind my lids like a grand finale on the Fourth of July. I gasp for air, my heart racing as my body quivers, and I spill my seed inside her.
Her legs fall away as I collapse on top of her, breathing heavily.
“Sweet Jesus,” she whispers in my hair, swallowing and gasping right along with me.
Our bodies stick together, the fine sheen of perspiration acting as a binder. “I’m sorry.”
“For what?” she asks as she touches my face.
“I wanted that to take longer.”
