He runs his tongue over my asshole, and I start to shake.Oh, my god.This is so filthy, but I love it.
My head spins at how dirty and loving our sex is. I never thought it could be this way. But Nick makes everything we do in bed feel so filthy and so sweet at the same time.
The pleasure inside of me swirls and intensifies. My clit is aching, but he’s not even touching me there yet.
Seconds later, he does. He swipes his tongue gently over my clit, and I fall forward. I brace myself with a hand against the wall.
The pressure builds in my pussy to a searing hot point. My whole body is shaking, begging for release.
It doesn’t take long for it to come. A minute later, I explode. I drive my fingers into his hair, steadying myself as I grind my pussy on his face. He groans like he can’t get enough. Like he loves it and wants more. Like he loves me.
Tingles race all over my body, and my heart swells in my chest. Combined with the waves of my orgasm crashing over me, it feels like sensory overload, but in the best way. It’s every good feeling multiplied by a million. Sothisis what having sex with someone you’re in love with feels like. Better than anything in this entire world.
I’m lightheaded as I start to come down. Nick reaches up to grab my waist and guide me down his body.
I’m straddling his lap and bracing my hands on his chest. “That was…holy…just…” I babble. He just smiles and leans up to kiss me.
“Now hop on my dick and ride me until you come,” he says against my mouth.
He reaches over to the side table, opens the drawer, and grabs a condom. He rips it open with his teeth. He moves to slide it on, but I grab it.
“Can I?” I ask sweetly.
He grins and nods. I move off of him and lean down to suck his dick. I groan at how hard he is. His cock twitches in my mouth, and he curses.
“Poppy, honey, if you keep that up, I’m gonna blow…”
I smile as I pull off of him, pleased that I can make him feel so good with my mouth and tongue. I slide on the condom, then lower down on him.
I whimper at the same time that he groans. I stay seated on him for a long moment, savoring the way he feels inside of me, stretching me out. And then I ride him slowly.
I gaze down at him, loving the way his eyes glaze over. He’s so turned on.
He presses his eyes shut and growls. “Damn it, I’m close. Sorry.”
I smile. “Don’t be sorry. I love that I can make you feel this good.”
He leans up and grabs my face, kissing me hard. “You always make me feel so fucking good, honey. I love you.”
My chest goes tight hearing those sweet words spoken in his low, rough voice.
I play with my clit, bringing myself to the brink of orgasm. My thigh muscles quiver, and my pussy tightens. The sweetness of his words, the filthy sex we’re having, the way he’s holding melike he never, ever wants to let go, the desperate way he’s kissing me…it all sends me hurtling over the edge.
My head falls back, and I come with a scream. My entire body vibrates, overcome with pleasure and joy. And love. I feel my love for Nick in every beat of my heart and every breath I take.
Nick grips my hips and thrusts into me roughly until his body tenses, and he lets out a guttural sound.
I fall on top of him, and he wraps his arms around me. We stay like that for what feels like minutes: me on top of him, his arms wrapped around me, our bodies hot and slick with sweat, both of us breathing hard.
He kisses the top of my head. I close my eyes and smile.
“I love you, wild girl,” he whispers. My heart feels like it’s exploding in my chest.
“I love you, Nick.”
I wake from a dead sleep to a banging sound.
“What the hell is that?” Nick mutters, his voice groggy.
