My hips jerked forward as I rolled onto the balls of my feet. She struggled to take more of me while I struggled not to impale her mouth. I was losing the battle. “Lainey.” Every part of me was strained including my voice.
My heart was thudding rapidly. How long had it been since I’d had a woman’s lips wrapped around my dick? That didn’t matter any longer. Only her sweet mouth and soft lips did. As much as I wanted to drive my cock deep inside her tight pussy, this felt too damn good.
Panting, I couldn’t take it any longer, slowly thrusting my cock inside. While her body was shaking, she didn’t stop her heated actions. Her tongue swirled back and forth and dear God, her jaw muscles were pulling me to the point of no return. I pumped harder.
Faster.
My grip on her hair and the way I was twisting my hand kept her from moving even an inch. I just didn’t care. All I could think about was requiring her to lick every drop. I wanted her throat filled with my cum. Hell, I wanted to write my name in it on her naked body for all the world to see.
When she started working me with her teeth, I lost all sense of focus. Now she was even cupping and squeezing my balls, adding just enough pressure I was panting. Trying to maintain control was taking everything out of me.
Every sound she made urged me on. Every muscle strained as I pumped several times, each stroke more brutal than the one before.
The woman was killing me and she knew it too. I could tell by the look in her eyes. Fuck me. There was no holding back any longer.
I stopped moving, holding her in position as the throbbing in my cock became painful.
“You’ll take every… drop. Every… drop. And lick me clean.” My command was almost drowned out by the sweep of the water pushing against the shoreline. I tilted back my head and erupted, coating her throat with my cum.
She was even greedier than before, her tongue moving at light speed. I released my hold on her hair, cupping both sides of her face as she dragged her tongue up and down my shaft, cleaning me, refusing to miss even a single drop.
“You mouth is so fucking hot.”
“Mmm…” She was too busy fulfilling her duties, but I could tell by every quick dart of her eyes how much she was enjoying herself.
So I let her.
The rush of adrenaline was keeping my body strained and tense, my pulse skipping beats. She moaned when I yanked her to her feet by her hair, hauling her against me once again.
“Mmm…” she repeated, licking her lips in an exaggerated manner before rimming her mouth, dragging the tip of her finger through the drop of cum on her chin. Everything about her was exciting and enticing, including the way she sucked on her finger.
As soon as she pulled it free, I captured her mouth all over again. The way she pushed her palms against my shoulders and rose onto her toes created a new wave of hunger.
While I’d need to wait before fucking her tight pussy, I was far from being done with her. Salty and sweet, the taste of her lips was far too intoxicating. How was it possible I’d managed to get lost in the woman?
We were still desperate with our desire, our bodies thrumming with need. The electricity and heat we shared could light up a city.
When I finally broke the kiss, she laughed softly. “You taste delicious.”
“I might require you to give me a blowjob every day.”
“Is that an order? Sir?”
“I like having you call me sir. We’ll make that a requirement as well.” Laughing, I stepped away, taking her by the hand and leading her back to the blanket I’d already tossed onto the sand.
She scrambled down, immediately reaching for the bottle of vodka I’d brought with us. She’d grown a taste for the Russian brew.
I sat down, still admiring her as she poured.
“Are you going to return my panties?”
“What good are they? They’re mine.”
“You owe me a pair.”
Laughing, I accepted the drink, grinning when she shuddered the moment our fingers touched.
She sat close, one arm wrapped around her knees just enjoying the moment.
