His puffy lips twist in a devilish smirk before he disappears from view. A moment later a nip of pain follows as his teeth latch around my nipple. I shift hands so I can play with the other one.
I watch him, sucking on my nipple. But he’s watching me at the same time, watching the smallest cues in my expression, seeing what I like and what I want more of. His teeth biting down hard enough to leave a bruising mark around the whole of my nipple has another orgasm locking my pussy around him. And that’s the point where our pleasure flips again.
He pulls out suddenly, and his cock juts out in front of him. Before he can say a word, I’m scrambling around on the mattress, reclining backwards with my head hanging off the bed, my legs spread wide in front of him.
“You want me to lick your pussy while I fill your throat?” He smiles as he stands up to look at my pussy from above.
His cock is above my face while he rubs his finger through my slick folds. Tired of talking, I reach up and take one of his balls all the way in my mouth. He feels incredible. He reaches over mybody and starts fingering me while I keep suckling. Before too long I’m trailing my mouth higher to his knot. Using one of his hands, he directs his cock into my mouth, but he doesn’t give me too much of a chance to lick over his cockhead before his hips start to move on their own, forcing me to take more of him. But while I’m gagging, he clamps both of his hands under my hips to hold me wide open so he can eat me out.
And JFC he is a god at oral. Maybe that’s what age does… gives you fucking skills! I totally get off on him licking me out. What his tongue is capable of has me losing brain cells. I’m not sure how long I lie there succumbing to his wicked mouth but what pulls me back to being a more active participant in our 69er is the increasing taste of his pre-come in my mouth.
I love he’s getting off as much as I am, but I want his eyes rolling back in his head. Hollowing my cheeks and holding his cock so I can blow him better, I start to follow his pattern of licking and sucking. His hips start moving as soon as I do, except whenever he does it, I gag around him, and he stops.
Frustration makes me snarky. “For god’s sake, I can’t do this. A little help would be nice about now,” I grumble after one huge retch that has him lifting up to make sure I’m okay. And it’s not about me being self-conscious about not being able to do it, it’s the fact that I want to be able to please him that has me mouthing off.
“Killer, what’s got you doubting? Your lips around my cock feels like fucking heaven.”
“You miss the part where I keep choking on your monster dick?”
He fucking smirks before wiping his mouth. “I see no issue.”
I glare at him. Instead of being a smart ass, he climbs off the bed so he’s kneeling in front of me again.
“Roll over on your side, it will work better,” he says, jacking himself off slowly. “Keep those fucking legs wide open though. I’m going back to what I started.”
Using his hand, he cups my face and guides it into the right position before feeding me his dick.
“Breathe through your nose, because you won’t get air past my cock when it fills your throat,” he growls as I do exactly what he’s saying. He’s beyond patient and it takes a couple of times for me to get used to it. The more I relax, the better it feels and the easier it goes. It’s messy and awkward as hell, but he’s a good teacher.
“What you’re doing is fuckin’ illegal, darlin’.”
Of course, the man can praise as well as he can lick pussy. I spread my legs wider so he can see how wet his words make me.
He starts pushing deeper, testing my limits. “I want to see how much you can swallow. That good?”
His hand falls away before he wraps it lightly around my throat. He moves carefully until his knot is pushing against my lips. “Look at you, taking my cock like such a fucking good girl.” He lies on his side, his hands around my hips as he draws me closer, his lips back on my pussy as he talks. “Soak my face.”
This time we work together. It’s poetry in motion, and I’m back to seeing stars within minutes. He rolls us both again, making me sit on his face, his hips moving rhythmically as I get more confident taking him deeper down my throat.
I see more than stars; I see a whole cosmos as I come. My head spins from a lack of oxygen as I wail around his cock. I’m pretty sure I don’t need to breathe anymore; I just need him.
Chapter
Four
HIM
Her orgasms are the only thing I can taste and scent. It has me damn near feral with a need to knot and claim her.
I roll us over and pull out so I don’t blow down her throat. I want to. But I want to fill her pussy more. I want to see her eyes and watch the blue of them change as my knot holds us together.
“In the middle of the bed, killer, hold that cunt open for me,” I say, having to crack my neck and be purposely slow as the possibility of me dropping into a rut increases with each hurried heartbeat I hear from her.
She is a fucking goddess the way she looks at me. Her mane of blonde hair is a chaotic mess, her lips are bee-stung, red, and puffy too. Small tracks of make-up leak from the tears she had in her eyes from taking me both in her little slit and her gorgeous mouth; seriously, this Omega was made for me.
Her skin is dappled in a damp perspiration and golden like she’s been dipped in honey. I want to taste every inch of her tan, but first I need to knot her. After I make sure she’s good.
I climb on top of her, keeping most of my weight and bulk off her as I reach over and grab the complimentary water. I take a gulp before leaning down and filling her mouth with it. Her eyesflare wide, and the little vixen refuses to swallow, but as I sit up to take another sip, she does. Only she follows me back up to sitting, her hands wrapping around my neck so the next time I share the drink with her, we end up making out.
