She cries out, her back arching off the table.
“Fuck, Maddox.That’s good.So fucking good.Don’t stop.”
I smile against her pussy, my tongue slowly licking through her folds.I could do this all day.The taste of her so fucking addicting.My tongue flattens against her clit and she lets out a desperate moan, her body thrashing as her nails claw at the felt covering the table.
“Maddox, please,” she begs.“I need more.I need your cock.”
After one long stroke of my tongue, I rise to my feet, positioning myself between her spread legs.
“I thought I told you to take off your shirt,” I grunt.
She pushes up on her elbows, panting.“You can punish me later so long as you fuck me now.”
Fuck.
I would love nothing more than to bend her over my knee.I bet she’d love it too.Amelia always did like a side of pain with her pleasure, and the idea of turning that sweet, round ass red makes my cock leak.
She sits up and yanks my belt open.The sound of my zipper coming down is almost as arousing as the thought of spanking her.Then she nudges my jeans down my thighs and pulls my cock out of my boxers, her dainty fingers wrapping around my shaft.I hiss as she strokes me, her thumb circling my head, spreading the pre-cum all over.
If she keeps at it, I’m going to come all over her hand, and while that’s an upgrade from possibly coming in my pants, it would be tragic if I came before my cock felt her pussy clench around it.
I push her hand away and pull the hem of her shirt over her head, but I don’t free her arms, giving me just enough access to push the cups of her bra down and release her tits.
Capturing one of her nipples between my teeth, a strangled moan escapes her throat as I suck hard, my tongue circling the tight bud.
Her skin tastes like salt and something unique only her.
Something I’ve deprived myself of for too long.
“Fuck, I love your tits.Always have,” I murmur against her skin, moving to her other breast.Her hands tangle in my hair, holding me against her chest as I worship her with my mouth.
One of these days, I won’t be in a rush.I’ll have her sprawled out in my bed, and I’ll worship every fucking inch of her.
“Maddox, please,” she whimpers.
I give her nipple one last tug before releasing it.
“What happened to you not begging for it?”
Amelia’s eyes darken as she stares at me, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.
“It’s okay to beg, darlin’.I’d get down on my hands and knees for you too.”
I’d fucking crawl over hot coals to feel her wrapped around me.
I position myself between her thighs, the head of my cock nudging at her entrance.With one hard thrust, I bury myself to the hilt.
“Fuck!”she cries out, her back flying off the pool table, her walls clenching around me like a vise.
I don’t give her time to adjust, pulling out almost completely before slamming back in.The pool table creaks beneath us, the heavy wood frame rocking with each powerful thrust.
“That’s it,” I growl as she claws at my back.“Take it all, baby.Every fucking inch.”
Her legs wrap around my waist, heels digging into my ass as she meets me thrust for thrust.I reach between us, finding her clit with my thumb, circling the swollen nub in time with my strokes.
“Oh God, Maddox, I’m going to—” Her words dissolve into a moan as she comes, her pussy pulsing around my cock.
I don’t slow down, driving into her through her orgasm, prolonging it until she’s trembling beneath me.Sweat drips down my spine as I chase my own release, the familiar tightening in my balls warning me I’m close.
