“Open up, Little Mouse. Show me that tongue.”
Poppy does as instructed, eager to please.
“Thatta girl.” He taps his cock against her outstretched tongue a few times before moving in and out by only an inch. Poppy starts to close her mouth. “Keep it open until I say.”
Bringing his hand up, he spits into it and coats his cock in saliva. “Now wrap those pretty lips around it and suck.”
She eagerly obeys, thankful for the slick surface, as she watches his face for signs of pleasure. She’s rewarded the minute she closes around it with a lustful groan from Braden as she slides down his member.
“Goddamn, Poppy, you're so fucking sexy. I’ll never tire of seeing you on your knees. You’re such a good girl, following directions.”
He lets her set the pace at first, enjoying the show while allowing her to get comfortable. A few minutes into it, though, he’s done holding back. “All right, beautiful, time’s up. You’re going to take what I give you now.”
Braden fists her hair and grabs her chin. “Hold still, sweet thing,” he says right before he starts thrusting, head thrown back in ecstasy. “Fuck, Poppy. Your mouth is incredible. I could come so easily, but there’s only one place my cum is going from now on, and that’s inside your fertile pussy.”
His words cause her to clench with need. She wishes more than anything she’d already stopped birth control, but she was holding off until he proposed. Now, they’ll have to wait for the shot to wear off.
He pulls out abruptly. “Fuck, that was close.”
She stares up at him as she catches her breath, waiting for instruction as her pussy aches for relief.
“Come here, Mouse.” He helps her stand before asking, “Is it your turn?”
“Yes, please.”
“What would you like?”
“Will you finger me?”
“I will, but first, why don’t you lie down and take care of yourself.Let me enjoy the view a little longer. I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
“Okay.” Poppy loves when he has her do this. It always results in the best orgasm, and she likes to watch Braden stare at her with lust-filled eyes as she does.
She crawls onto the bed, lying her head on top of the pillows with her pussy facing Braden as he removes his clothing.
“Spread those legs nice and wide for me. Show me everything.”
Luckily, the netted full-body suit is crotchless for this reason exactly.
As Poppy touches herself, she realizes she doesn’t need any lubrication since she’s already soaking, dipping her fingers into her core, and bringing the moisture up to where she needs it.
Braden strokes himself as he stares between her legs, and as she watches, the feeling she’s chasing skyrockets to put her right at the edge.
“Braden, oh God, don’t stop, I’m about to...”
“Let me see it, Poppy. I’ll finger fuck you so good as soon as you come.”
His words, in addition to the sight of him rubbing his cock, have her crashing into her climax, moaning in ecstasy. But when his fingers plunge inside and he laps at her folds, her moans turn into screams, bringing her to the next level.
“Fuck, baby, that’s it. Damn, you’re sexy as fuck when you come.” He loves when she falls apart, her pussy pulsing as her orgasm takes over, and watching her face as she loses control—there’s nothing quite like it.
“Oh my God, Braden. That was…”
“A wonderful appetizer.” He moves up to kiss her passionately, fondling her breast.
A second later, the head of his cock finds her entrance, and without hesitation, he plunges to the hilt. Poppy cries out in pleasure.
“God, your pussy feels so good.”
