The words heated her from the inside out. “What color are my lips?”
His brows bent slightly. “Which ones?”
Her breath hitched, and she wordlessly tapped her mouth.
“I don’t know what the color is called.” He focused on her lips and ran his thumb softly across them. “They’re slightly darker than your skin. A little pink, too.”
She tilted her head slightly and bit her lip with a smile. “Does that color look good around your cock?”
If she couldn’t hear his heart beating wildly in his chest, she would’ve thought him a corpse with how stiff he went. Wild green eyes met hers. “The only color that looks prettier around my cock than your barely pink lips is your red, swollen pussy.”
A shiver of pleasure ran down her spine, lighting every nerve she had on fire. “I think we need to compare before we make that decision,” she taunted breathlessly and reached for his pants.
Clothes went flying. Sinking to her knees, Amelia caught Rennick’s eye and licked her hand to wrap around the base of his shaft.
She sank her nails into the flesh of his backside and slid her mouth over the head of his cock. Rennick groaned like a tortured soul, his hands twitching at his sides. As she worked her hand and mouth together, he lost the fight and threaded a hand into her hair, pushing her head down farther.
“Let me hear you gag.” He thrust his hips forward. It wasn’t hard, and she could have easily pulled back, but she didn’t.
She prayed she wouldn’t puke when she gagged, but if she did, it was his fault for shoving himself to the back of her throat. He eased back for her to catch her breath, then pushed his cock down her throat again.
Suddenly, he pulled out and hauled her over his shoulder, getting to their bedroom in record time. He set her on her feet facing the end of the bed, moved her hands to the bedpost, and said, “Bend over and hold on, love.”
She obliged, wondering what tricks he’d learned over the years, and squirmed when his fingers swiped through her arousal. “If I’d known my cock between your lips made you this wet, I would have fucked your mouth our first night together.”
And then his mouth was on her.
She moaned and pushed back against his face as he ravagedher relentlessly with his tongue. “You’re perfect,” he said, pushing a finger inside of her.
Her legs shook, and when her inner walls spasmed, he removed his finger and stood.
Amelia cried out in protest, but the feel of his dick nudging her entrance made her swallow her words. Without warning, he slammed into her, and she understood why he’d told her to hold on, because without the bedpost, she would have tumbled headfirst onto the mattress.
He set a bruising pace, and she was already sensitive from his teasing. His fingers brushed against her clit, sending her over the edge. They both moaned and, seconds later, he pumped strings of cum inside of her for what felt like forever.
“I knew the first time I felt you come on my cock would be exquisite,” he murmured, kissing her back.
Cum dripped down her legs when he pulled out of her, and she bowed them, peering down. Waddling wasn’t the sexiest thing in the world, but she didn’t want to get cum on the expensive rug. She clamped her thighs together and shuffled toward the bare stone floor.
Strong arms scooped her up and lifted her to rest against a warm chest. “Where are you going, little mate?”
“I was trying to move off of the rug, so I didn’t ruin it with your bodily fluids.”
He threw his head back with a booming laugh. “I don’t think so.” Laying her on the plush rug, he moved his hand to her pussy and swiped through the cum on her legs to push it back inside of her. “Your cunt will soak in every bit of me.”
Oh my.
Once he was satisfied, he crawled over her and latched on to her nipple, sucking it into his mouth. “I have something I’d like to try,” he murmured. “If you’re okay with it.”
She lifted her head to look at him. “What?”
He stood. “Don’t move.”
Rennick disappeared into the bathroom and returned with a wooden box. He flipped the lid open and pulled something out. It was made of the same material as her fake cocks, but this possessed a pointed tip, bulbous middle, and a wide, flat base.
“What is that for?”
“I want to fill every hole you have.” His gaze trailed to her spread legs. “These are to help prepare you.”
