Unzipping her pants, I drag her jeans down her legs, lowering to my knees in front of her. Once they’re off, I brush my hands back up her legs and press a kiss to her stomach, just above the waistband of her black underwear. They’ve got the Night Hawks’ logo big and bold across their front, which makes me grin. I kiss her stomach again. She’s so soft. So smooth.
So mine.
“Take my underwear off,” she whispers, her voice cracking slightly.
Is she nervous? I can’t help but smile a little bit at that. I kind of like that I make her nervous, even when she’s in total control.
Hooking my fingers through her panties, I slide them down and off her, tossing them aside. She slips her fingers into my hair, gently tugging my head back so I’m gazing up at her.
“Kiss me,” she breathes as she parts her legs in front of me.
“Fuck, yes.” Wrapping my arms around her legs, I lean forward and bury my face against her pussy.
She cries out as I begin licking and kissing her sensitive flesh, gripping my hair harder as her knees shake. Grabbing one of her legs, I prop it over my shoulder, opening her up wider to me as I help her stay upright and maintain her balance with my other hand.
“Oh, my God,” she whimpers. “Zander! Right there… fuck, you’re so good at this!”
I chuckle and lick her harder before finding her clit and gently nipping it with my teeth, making her shriek. She’s flooding my tongue and I lap it up, loving her taste and the sweet smell of her pussy as I devour her. I’ve never really enjoyed eating pussy before - have only done it as a courtesy - but I could live between Rylee’s thighs.
When she begins to grind against my face, I can tell she’s close to coming. I increase my efforts, clasping her ass in one palm while anchoring her leg to my shoulder with the other. Within moments, she’s throwing her head back and crying out as she comes against my mouth and her body quakes in my arms.
“Fuck,” she gasps, her knees shaking. “Put me on the bed, Zander. I’m going to fall over.”
I’d never let that happen, but I obediently shift her leg from my shoulder and stand up so I can guide her backwards until she’s able to climb onto the bed again. Her breasts rise and fall as she pants from her orgasm, but she’s still able to give me a sultry smile as she spreads her legs and crooks her finger, beckoning me forward.
“Come here,” she murmurs. “Fuck me.”
Grinning, I crawl onto the bed after her and settle between her legs. Taking my cock in hand, I stroke it and tease her clit with the head.
“Tell me how you want me to fuck you.”
“Hard.” Her voice pitches with her excitement. “Fuck me hard and dirty.”
I chuckle. “Yes, ma’am.”
Lining my cock up with her entrance, I pause and lock eyes with her, stretching out the moment of anticipation a bit before shoving my hips forward and penetrating her with one thrust.
Her hands fly to my shoulders as she cries out at my sudden invasion.
“Zander!” Her nails scrape along my skin. “Fuck!”
Her pussy grips my cock so hard, it’s almost painful, but I fucking love it. I love the way her body is greedy for me, clinging to me until she gets what she wants from me.
“You feel so good,” I groan as I begin to pump my hips, sliding in and out of her. “I love your sweet little pussy. I want you to tell me how to make it feel good.”
“Go… go faster.” She’s practically whimpering. “Please… I mean, do it. Please? Oh, fuck!”
“Whatever you want,” I encourage her as I fuck her harder. “Whatever you want, Wildcard. You just need to tell me and I’ll do it. Don’t be shy.”
She arches her back and moans. “Rub my clit… make me wetter.”
Fuck, yes. I love that she knows what she wants and can tell me straight to my face. No holding back. No games.
No hiding her desires.
Pressing my thumb to her clit, I rub it in tight little circles as I continue to pound her with my cock. She hooks her legs around my hips, anchoring herself to me as she undulates against me.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she cries. “Just like that! It’s so fucking good… oh, my God, don’t stop!”
