Lifting my hand, I grab the back of her hair in an iron grip and slowly slide my cock further into her mouth. The ridges that cover the roof of her mouth hit every single nerve ending on the way in.
“Just..fuck,just like that. I wanna know every single inch of your mouth, love.” I moan whilst keeping my heated gaze on her as she sucks me into her mouth, then she slides me out again, all the way to the tip before going back down again.
Brynne hums around my length with every stroke, vibrations running over my flesh from her throat. It causes my legs to shake and my fist to tighten in her hair, making her moan.
“Show me how wet you are for me, baby. Play with your pussy whilst you suck my cock.” I say through gritted teeth. Instantly, like she’s been waiting for my permission, she releases one hand from around my cock and dips it between her legs to swirl her fingers around her clit. Her hips grind on the bed, her sucks become sloppy and messy as she continues to tease herself.
Heady moans fill the room from the both of us and I can feel my orgasm creeping closer and closer so I yank her mouth away from me and hold her head back, mouth soaked with my pre-cum. “Show me those fingers.” I demand, and slowly she lifts her hand from between her legs, the digits glistening with her slick arousal.
“Will you let me have a taste?” She asks with such desperation before licking her lips.
“Not before you’ve tasted this,” I tilt her head back further then lean over to spit into her mouth. The glob of saliva drops onto her tongue and I watch it slide down her throat. Lust fills in her eyes as she swallows down my spit.
“Now you can have a taste,” I say whilst keeping a firm grip on her hair. “But you’ll also share it with me.” As soon as she lifts her fingers to her awaiting mouth, I seal my lips to hers with her fingers between us. Sweet arousal coats our tongues as we both suck her fingers clean.
The taste of her has the blood in my ears roaring to a deafening level and I can feel every beat of my heart beneath my chest. Sweat clings to my skin and I allow the desperation to take over me. I break the kiss and pull her to her feet before lifting her off the floor again, then I kick off my jeans and sit us both down on the bed. Thick thighs straddle my own, the tip of my cock teasing her entrance.
“Fill me up, Kin.” She begs so sweetly as she grinds her pussy across my cock, soaking the skin with her sweet arousal. Shudders wrack my body with every stroke and my hands have a mind of their own as they discover every inch of her body, groping and kneading her soft flesh.
Red nails scrape against my skin as she clings onto my shoulders, frenzied hands looking for a place to cling onto. I brush my hand over her taut nipple, flicking the barbell before gliding up to her throat which I take in my grip. She shudders as I gently squeeze, allowing minimal air to flow into her lungs. Her cheeks begin to glow red but it only adds to her desperation as she grinds her sopping cunt up and down my length.
I bring her face to mine roughly, “I’m gonna fill this tight pussy up with cum, and you’re going to take it all. Aren’t you?”
Brynne’s eyelids begin to flutter as she gasps for air. “Ye.. yes. Pl.. please, f.. fuck me.”
“That’s what I like to fucking hear.” I snarl against her sweat slicked skin then release her throat. Immediately she gasps for air and before she’s even had the chance to settle her lungs, I grab the base of my cock and impale her with the thick length. Crystal green eyes roll to the back of her head and her mouth parts as she moans loudly towards the ceiling.
In and out, I watch my cock disappear into her tight cunt as she rises onto her knees to fuck me. “Shit,” I hiss, “so.. fucking.. tight.”
She groans at my praise and begins to grind on my cock, my hands find purchase on the globes of her ass as I drag her backwards and forwards.
“Right.. there,” she mewls, “don’t.. stop.”
The sound of her pleasures has my head swimming and I can feel the walls of her cunt tightening around me. I trail my hand up the bones of her spine to plunge into her hair and pull her closer to me. To feel her skin on mine. To feelevery single thing.
I drop my mouth to her shoulder and groan into her skin. “That’s it baby, come for me.”
“I’m.. uh, I’m coming!”
“I know, love. I can feel it. Your sofuckingtight around me.”
Brynne’s movements become erratic as she chases her second orgasm, skin slaps together and then I feel her explode in my arms but I don’t give her the chance to ride it out. So, I grab her tightly and flip us over so she’s underneath me and piston my hips into her. My pelvis smashes into her as I fuck her into the bed. Fingers grip onto the sheets for dear life, nails scrape against the flesh of my back until I can feel the blood pooling beneath the surface.
Whilst I sink deeper into her wet heat, I balance on my forearm and grip her jaw tightly.
“Say my name, I wanna hear you.” I spit through gritted teeth as electricity coils at the base of my spine. Brynne’s eyes roll into the back of her head as she moans my name. “Kin.. Kincaid!”
“Atta girl, you’re so fucking good for me.” I groan into the crook of her neck as my cum coats her walls. Hot spurts explode from my cock as my hips stutter against hers. Our breaths mingle together and my arms begin to shake from the adrenaline.
Slowly I slip my cock out and fall flat onto the bed whilst bringing her with me. Her body easily moulds into mine and for the first time, I feel calm. Brynne sighs heavily as she drapes her arm over my chest, the tips of her fingers trailing over the scars that litter my skin.
“You’re so beautiful, Kin,” she murmurs against my skin in such a soft voice that I almost don’t hear her. “And I don’t just mean on the outside, I mean in here too.” Her hand lays gently over the throbbing organ inside my chest.
A pinch of self doubt lingers in my mind at her words because I’ve never been called that in my life. From being a child I’ve always been told that I’ve only been good for one thing, that I’ll forever be alone, that I’m not worthy of real love.
I pull her as close as I can get her and lay a soft kiss onto the crown of her head. “Really?” I murmur. The question has her lifting her head to face me, chin propped on my chest. There’s a seriousness in her eyes now.
“Really,” she says with absolute certainty. “I’d never lie to you, Kin, and if people have ever made you feel any different. I’ll boil their insides and turn them into soup.” A grin plasters across her face at her own threat and I find myself smiling along with her.
