I have to swallow over the dryness and lump in my throat as I nod in approval. I’m in complete awe as she drops to her knees and looks up at me. My pants are still around my knees, but I don’t give a shit. I’m transfixed on the beauty before me as she leans forward and swipes her tongue across the head of my cock. Precum oozes and strings from point A to B, and I swear I’m about to blow right now.
Her green eyes locked on mine, she moves forward, drawing me inside her warm, wet mouth. A groan erupts from my soul as I watch her make slow, steady strokes of her hand, while licking and sucking me. My hand wraps around her ponytail, mostly to give me some form of leverage. I feel like I’m teetering on the edge of a cliff, one tiny move away from falling. Her hair is soft, those blond curls like silk in my palm.
I wonder what her bare ass will feel like against said palm.
Her pace picks up, and I try to compartmentalize the sensations, but it’s hard—no pun intended. I realize all too quickly I’m growing dangerously close to exploding inside her mouth. She sucks hard, drawing me farther down her throat and twisting her hand against the root of my dick.
I’m on the verge of coming.
But not like this.
I pull back, dislodging my cock from her hot mouth. She gapes up at me with wide, wild eyes so full of lust. Reaching out, I cup her jaw and gaze down at her. “I’m not coming in your mouth. At least not the first time.”
She gives me a sassy grin as I help her stand. “I’ll look forward to that next.”
I crack a smile myself, my cock twitching with anticipation. “Me too. Now, turn around,” I state, all evidence of my smilegone. With my hands on her hips, she moves to face the bed. She’s about to climb on when I add, “No, right here.”
When I know she’s going to stay, I step back and remove my jeans and boxers, grabbing a condom from my wallet before kicking them out of the way. I make quick work at covering my dick with protection, feeling her eyes on me as I go. Finally, I’m ready.
Oh, I am so fucking ready.
She meets my eyes as I ask, “You’re sure?”
Standing up straight, she reaches back and slides her hand in my hair, steering my mouth down to hers. I can still taste her cum on my tongue as she whispers, “More than sure.”
“Then lean forward,” I instruct, holding on to her hips as she places her hands on the bed.
My view is absolutely perfect. Her ass, the curves of her hips, her blond hair pulled away from her face in a ponytail. I cup the globe of her ass cheek before reaching down and lining up my cock with her pussy. She takes a small step to the side, giving me a little more space to slide to her entrance. I’m there, ready. With my hands holding her hips firmly, I ask once more, “Ready?”
Her answer is to push back, taking the head of my dick inside her body.
With that, I move in one slow, steady push forward. I don’t thrust, even though my body craves it. I make sure she’s okay and adjusts to the invasion first. When I’m fully seated inside her, the muscles of her pussy already starting to grip me, I stop.
“No, don’t stop,” she whispers, rocking her hips to try to create more friction.
“I need to make sure you’re okay,” I insist, gripping her skin and holding her still.
“Please, Collin.” Her plea is raw, a whimper in the still of night.
Pulling back almost completely out, I thrust, filling her a second time with a little more force. Our mixed groans and the sound of my hips hitting her ass fill the room. Both are the fuel we add to an already raging inferno.
I start to pump, letting my hands slide around to the front of her hips. Lizzie lifts her torso and throws her hands over her shoulders, grasping my head. Her nails dig into my scalp as I pull her back against my chest. Sliding my right hand up, I cup her breast, holding it in my palm and pinching the tip of her nipple. She gasps and drives against me, her push to my pull.
My mouth finds her neck, licking and sucking on her sweet skin. My first thought is to mark her, to let everyone know I was there.
That she’s mine.
She cries out, bucking hard back against me, riding my cock. She’s chasing her release, as am I. I feel her muscles start to tighten, gripping my dick with their pleasurable force. My balls draw up, but I will not come unless she’s with me.
“Come, sweet Lizzie. I want to feel your pussy squeeze my cock.”
She whimpers as I roll her nipple between my thumb and index finger and reach down between her legs with my other hand. I find her clit and swipe my fingers over the hard, swollen bud. My mouth sucks on her neck, and I feel it happen. The moment she comes on me, against me, for me.
She tightens so much it’s almost hard to move, but I do, triggering my own release. My spine tingles as I come hard, driving inside her body and emptying myself in the condom. I feel every ripple of her muscles, milking every drop of my release. She shivers against me before leaning forward, her hands moving from my head to the bed as she sags forward.
I do the same, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck, her shoulders, her spine. My hands move over her slick skin beforelanding gently on her hips. I carefully pull out, even though I don’t want to. I’d much rather remain exactly where I am, buried deep inside her and ready for another round.
But that can wait…
