She breathed out a laugh, the action making her pussy tighten around my finger, and I groaned as I slid another deep, pumping them into her in a slow, controlled motion.
“Christ, Kenna, I need you so fucking bad,” I said, the roughness of my beard brushing against her with every word. “You’re so goddamn tight like this.”
I slipped in a third finger, curling them to hit that spot inside her that made her breath hitch. Made her fingers tighten against her legs. Made her entire body shake with need.
“Tell me what it feels like.”
“Oh God,” she moaned, looping one arm around the backs of her knees as she brought the other to my head, trying to guide my face closer to her pussy.
I grinned and tipped my head back to dislodge her hand, catching it with my mouth and scraping my teeth against the fleshy part of her palm. “Tell me.”
“Full. I feel so full.”
I hummed, dropping my eyes to watch my fingers disappear inside her, desperate for it to be my dick instead. I’d had her just that morning, but it felt like it’d been a lifetime since I’d felt her walls surrounding me, had her heat engulfing me. With all the time we’d missed, even a minute without her felt like a lifetime.
“Just imagine what it’ll be like when it’s my cock inside you instead.”
Her pussy started fluttering around my fingers, and I brought my tongue back to her, flicking it against her clit in the way she loved—the way that hadn’t failed me yet.
And it didn’t start tonight.
She came on a sobbed breath, her back arching off the bed, her short nails digging into my shoulders as her walls clenched around me, her clit throbbing on my tongue.
I licked up everything she gave me, sucked her soft pussy lips into my mouth, and brushed my beard against her clit as her body twitched under me.
I wanted to spend all night down there, wanted to get lost in the taste of her, in the scent of her and the feel of her. But more than that, I wanted to settle myself deep inside her. Be as close to her as two people could be.
“Hud,” she whispered, her voice urgent with need.
Good, it wasn’t just me feeling this crazy pull. This near-constant need to be surrounded by her. To beownedby her.
“Take off your shirt.” My voice was pure gravel, all low and rough, but I couldn’t do anything about it. Not when I was so lost in desire I could barely see straight. Not when my cock was hard enough to pound nails.
She complied without hesitation, her back arching as she yanked off the offending piece of clothing. She reached to do the same for her panties, but I stilled her with a hand.
“Leave them. I’m gonna fuck you just like this.” I glanced down at her pussy, peeking out at me from her closed legs, and my mouth actually watered to get another taste.
I hesitated only a moment, briefly contemplating if it’d really be so bad if I dove back in and made her come against my mouth again. But the throbbing of my cock forced me to shift plans, and I shucked my boxer briefs before grabbing a condom from her nightstand—ones I’d stashed there while she was in the shower—and rolling it down my length.
I settled her ass between my spread thighs, lifting up on my knees to slide my cockhead through all her wetness. “Jesus, Kenna, you’re soaked.”
We both groaned as my erection slipped between her pussy lips and bumped her clit.
“You liked having my mouth on you, huh?”
“Your—” She broke off as I settled my cock against her, pumping my hips to slide it through her slit, her closed thighs providing a perfect, snug fit. “I loved your beard against me. Rubbing over my clit.”
My eyebrows shot up, not having expected that. Both her detailed description and the fact that my facial hair had such an effect on her. And I’d never been more thankful for growing it out while on leave than I was in that moment.
“Then I’m gonna rub my beard all over your pussy every chance I get.”
She breathed out a laugh that seemed to freeze in her throat when I placed my cock at her entrance and slowly sank inside her. Inch by inch, I pushed into her slick, tight fist, made all the more so by her positioning.
“Fuck me, you’re tight like this,” I said through gritted teeth. I spread my knees wider for balance and gripped the backs of her thighs for purchase as I fitted myself into the most perfect heaven I’d ever known.
“Hud.” Her feet twitched against where they sat propped on my chest, and she dug her nails into my spread thighs. “Hud…”
It seemed to be all she could manage, but she breathed a thousand different meanings into the single syllable.Moreandfuck yesanddon’t stopandoh God please.
