I could almost read her mind, the vixen inside of her unlocking chains of her own. I couldn’t take my eyes off the beauty, sucking in my breath as she darted the tip of her tongue across my sensitive slit. She slipped her hand under my balls, rolling them between her fingers as she wrapped the fingers of her other hand around the base of my cock. She was determined to continue teasing me, sliding just the tip of her tongue around my cockhead as she squeezed my testicles.
The combination of her heated breath and the hint of pressure on my balls forced me to jut my hips forward. The little tease enjoyed the moment, her wet tongue creating electric sensations.
I half closed my eyes, fighting the slipping control. Yet all I could think about was thrusting my dick deep inside.
My muscles were surprisingly tense, so much so my body was shaking. I allowed her to continue tormenting me, dragging her tongue down the underside of my cock several times. When she pulled the tip into her mouth, I threw my head back, gasping for air. Fuck. The woman’s mouth was so freaking hot my blood was on fire.
As she took another inch inside, I lowered my head. “Do you like having my cock in your hot little mouth?”
She murmured her reply, reveling in swirling her tongue back and forth across my shaft. This was something else I could do for hours, or at least I’d tried to convince myself of that even though I knew I was lying. She was far too tempting and the way her tongue caressed the ridge was far too enticing. When she started to pick up speed, I pulled her head away.
Her eyelashes fluttered across her cheeks, and she opened her mouth wider, waiting as I pushed my shaft back inside. She shifted on her knees, using a combination of her tongue and jaw muscles, sucking with just the right amount of pressure. I was so into the moment that I was forced to grip the railing with one hand to keep my body from rocking.
I pumped into her mouth, fighting sadistic urges as flashes of the past threatened to derail the sheer joy. Hell, no. The bastard had waited thirteen fucking years to torment us. He could wait a little longer.
She kept one hand wrapped around the base, pulling her head back until the tip popped from her mouth. There was a more devilish look in her eyes as she licked down the underside, taking a testicle past her lips. The woman’s mouth was hot, the wetness and sounds as she sucked keeping me on edge. Even my legs were shaking.
“Jesus.”
The feel of her wet tongue stroking my aching dick was incredible, my thirst for her increasing. I had a feeling she sensed my increasing need, opening her mouth even wider.
“That’s it. Take all of me.” My eyesight had already become hazy, but as her head bobbed up and down, I concentrated on what she was doing. However, I wasn’t a patient man by any stretch of the word. After a few seconds, I took full control, thrusting the remaining few inches deep inside. When the tip hit the back of her throat, she gagged enough I backed off, but that wouldn’t last for long.
As she’d done before, she squeezed my balls, but this time, I almost lost it. Fuck, no.
An agonizing sound rushed up from the depths of my being and I pulled completely out, half laughing as I did.
“More,” she murmured.
“Be careful what you ask for.”
Moans slipped past her lips, the moon in a perfect position to allow me to see the glimmer of need in her eyes as well.
“Pretty please with sugar on top?” Goddamn, the woman could drive any man wild.
“Hands behind your back,” I instructed as I gripped her head with my other hand. Then I rolled onto the balls of my feet, pulling almost all the way out then driving into her again. Savage thoughts remained in the forefront of my mind as I fucked her pretty little mouth, images so brutal they surprised me. I developed a rhythm, sliding in and out, savoring every moment.
Every sound she made continued to fuel the fire, my cock swelling even more. I thrust with enough force her body rocked, my balls swelling to the point I could easily erupt deep inside.
Her entire face glowed in the moonlight, my animalistic actions unable to stop the excitement in her eyes. I pulled away, takingseveral deep breaths as I stroked her face, hungering to taste her swollen lips. After yanking my trousers into position, I bent over, sliding my arms under hers to pull her into a standing position.
“What now?” she asked, her voice breathless.
“That means I’m not finished.” I lifted her chin, running the tip of my finger through a few beads of cum that had dripped past her lips. “Not by a long shot.” I jammed my finger into her mouth, becoming some crazed man who’d obviously not had sex in a hell of a long time.
Which was true enough.
“Mmm…” she murmured, teasing me once again by using exaggerated motions to lick around her mouth. That was mere seconds before she yanked my shirt, ripping seams in her effort to drag the material over my head.
The glossiness of her eyes told no lies. We were both beyond backing away. That would come later when the reality of our actions settled in.
Her laugh was a soft, throaty lure that exploded the rush of hunger inside.
I pushed her hands away, but she wasn’t interested in obeying me, planting her palms on my naked chest. If she only knew how many electric sensations had torn through me, she’d push me even harder.
As soon as I pulled her arms behind her back, capturing her wrists with the fingers of one hand, her eyes opened wide. But she wasn’t interested in giving up just yet. The little vixen fought me, struggling to free herself until I ravaged her mouth with another kiss.
The fight left her, a slow but steady melting as I explored her mouth. The taste was even sweeter than before, a hint of raspberries and spice. Kissing had never held much of my interest.
