“Turn around,” I demand, and she doesn’t hesitate.
The little vixen flips and positions her fine ass at my face. Leaning back down, she takes my dick in her mouth and starts her torture all over again. I hang my head back and let her. Sucking and licking her way down my cock, I grab her ass, and groan as I let go a little down her throat. She purrs, and sucks up all my pre-cum like it’s her favorite drug.
When she’s finished, she hums her approval with my cock in her mouth, and fuck if that doesn’t make me almost blow my load down the back of her throat. She begins to work my hard dick in and out of her mouth like a fucking goddess.
With one finger, I part her folds and move her wetness around. Damn, she’s slick as fuck. I can’t wait to be inside her, but this tortuous foreplay is what we fucking do best. Grabbing her hips and guiding her back towards me, I lay my head on the pillow and position her above my mouth. With her lips still wrapped around my cock, I lick her cunt and suck her velvet lips into my mouth.
She gasps and stops briefly, savoring the feeling. When she takes my cock back between her lips, I enter my tongue inside her and run it forward and back. She bucks her hips, and I pull her down to keep her in place. She is so wet it’s running down her thighs.
I stick one finger inside her and then another. Fucking her opening with them, I wait until I feel her pussy begin to clench down before I slowly slide them out. Her arousal glistens on my fingers. She pouts, needing to feel my touch. But instead of giving her what she wants, I stick my fingers in my mouth and suck her sweet heaven off of them before taking her pussy back against my tongue. When I feel her stop sucking my cock as her orgasm nears, I run my wet fingers across her ass, pressing lightly at her tight opening.
“Fuck,” she moans. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to cum right now,” she warns, but her hips push back against my finger, and her pussy lowers to rub harder against my tongue, secretly pleading for me to continue.
Her breathing comes faster. Her hips rock harder. Stopping my movements, I wait until I know her body has calmed down before lightly kissing her center. “Not yet, Gwen. I want to be inside you when you cum, sweetheart.”
In one swift move, I roll her onto her back. She giggles beneath me as I turn and position myself between her thighs.
Emotion takes over. A seriousness settles between us. Her laughter stops. A sadness flashes across her expression. I wait, knowing this moment suddenly became much more intense than we expected.
She looks at me with a vulnerability that matches how I feel. Though I won’t show it, I also can’t deny it.
“What do you want, Gwen?”
With one little sentence, said in a small whisper, she tells me what I already know, because it’s what I need from her, too.
“I want you to make love to me, Rex.”
My hand frames her face as I stare into her beautiful eyes in the dark shadows. My thumb brushes against her bottom lip. She quivers beneath me. A scared look flashes through her eyes, almost as if she wishes she could take the sentence back.
Slowly, I lower myself to her lips. “I’ve always made love to you, Gwen,” my shaky voice whispers as her eyes widen and fill with tears.
She doesn’t speak. Her legs wrap around my hips, her mouth opens, and my tongue slowly caresses hers.
“I’ve waited ten years for this,” I whisper between kisses, “but hell if it doesn’t feel like the first time.”
Entering her slowly, our breathing increases. Taking her arms, I hold them above her head. We both still as I become fully seated inside her. We didn’t use protection. My lips hover above hers as I wait to know if this is okay. I breathe her in, and she breathes me out. Time ticks by painfully as I wait for a sign. When she finally nods, I let out a heavy sigh, and my forehead softly falls against hers.
Her hips begin to rock. I thrust up inside her as her hands scrape down my back. I take my time pulling in and out of her warm, wet, cunt, all the time never staring anywhere else but deep into her eyes.
I look down at her lips, at her breasts bouncing up and down, and know I will never see anything more beautiful.
She is mine.
I won’t let her go.
Not this time.
“Rex,” she moans as she keeps her eyes trained on mine.
“Damn it, Gwen, all these years, I’ve needed to get right… back… here,” I growl as I thrust one, two, three times inside her.
Our eye contact is a seductive trance. I watch, hypnotized, by the way she responds to me.
“Don’t stop,” she begs as a small tear escapes her eyes.
Her statement holds more than the weight of the act happening between us now. It holds the future and what we both hope won’t be over once we’re done. Once this night turns to morning, and this dream becomes a reality.
“Never,” I promise as I thrust inside her deeper than before.
