“Beautiful.” His eyes roam my body, soaking it in.
“As beautiful as the whores at your club, or who strip at the bar?” I reach behind me, unclipping my bra with skilled ease, allowing the straps to slip down my arms before it falls to the floor.
My breasts aren’t perky, they hang low, my nipples pointing down, but Earl looks at me as if I’m in the prime of my life. A fire rages between my legs as I rub my thighs together to ease the ache.
“There isn’t a woman alive that could hold a candle to you, Mel.”
Earl pulls off his shirt, dropping it to the floor, before undoing his pants. When he goes to slide them down his legs, I realize he doesn’t have shoes on. His feet are bare, not even a pair of socks adorn them. A few seconds later, we’re both standing there almost naked.
I don’t waste another moment and hook my fingers underneath the band of my panties, slipping them off.
“Lay down!” Earl growls, and I eagerly comply. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I swing my legs up and move to the center,giving us plenty of room. He removes his boxers, exposing his hard shaft to me. It’s glorious, my mouth salivating to taste the pre-cum that's beading at the tip of his mushroom head.
He places his knee on the bed before crawling up beside me. Earl lowers his head, swirling his tongue around my budded nipple. My back arches as I let out a soft gasp, knowing I need to be quiet so I don’t wake the baby. Goosebumps cover my skin from his touch and warmth of his mouth as he sucks my flesh-colored peak.
I run my hand through his thick strands of hair, grazing my fingertips along his scalp. His hum of approval vibrates against my skin as his hand slides down my stomach, straight to the mound between my thighs. His fingers slips through my already slick folds, rubbing tiny circles around my clit.
“Oh god!” I cry.
“I’m no god, baby. When you scream from pleasure I give you, I want you callin’ my name. Do you understand?”
Overwhelmed by the sensations, I nod my head quickly.
His rough fingers slide further through my seam until they meet with my hole, and he pumps them in and out in a rhythmic beat. He curves the tip of his fingers so that they move along my g-spot, adding a little pressure to send me closer toward the edge.
“Fuck me, Earl.”
He pops his mouth off my tit. “I plan on it, baby, but I want you to ride my cock, so I can watch your perfect titties bounce.”
“Earl—” He rolls over onto his back, pulling me on top of him as my legs straddle him.
“Don’t ya fuckin’ dare ‘Earl’ me. You’re beautiful. A fuckin’ goddess and I’ll never let ya doubt yourself.” He rubs his hands up and down my thighs. “I don’t know if you and the powder puff pastry boy talked about condoms, but I’m clean. If you want me to still wear one, I will.”
I smile down at him, and even though my face and boobs are sagging in this position, while every roll is on display for him, I know I’m gorgeous. I can feel it.Finally.
“Jax,” I emphasize his name, “did talk about it and I’ll tell you the same as I did him. I trust both of you, and I don’t want you to wear a condom.”
“Thank fuck!” he exclaims in relief. “‘Cause I didn’t want to wear one. I want to feel all of you without any barrier.”
“Then what are we waiting for?” Without hesitation, I lift my hips up and take hold of his hard cock, lining it up with my hole before sliding down on it.
I have to go slow; he’s so large. He’s barely halfway in and I already feel full. There’s no way the rest of him is going to fit.
“Damn, woman,” Earl moans and my heart swells. With his approval, I sink down on the remainder of his cock, giving my body a minute to adjust.
Earl grabs my hips, taking over as he thrusts up into me at a steady pace. I lean forward on my hands, bracing myself. Each thrust pushes me closer to my orgasm. Earl lifts his head, capturing my nipple in his mouth, sucking on it. The sensations are overwhelming.
“I’m going to come Earl.” I almost scream, but catch myself at the last second.
“Then come, baby. I’m not gonna last. I’ve waited so long, it’s like I’m a horny little boy getting his first taste of pussy.”
I roll my hips as he thrusts up into me, bright bursts of light flashing behind my eyelids. My walls clamp down on his dick as I lean forward, burying my face in his neck as my orgasm hits like a freight train, my screams muffled by his body.
“Fuck me, Mel, you feel amazin’,” he grunts just before he thrusts one last time and stills, the tips of his fingers digging into my skin as he shoots his release inside me.
My breathing is ragged as I come down from the high. We lie there, his cock still buried inside of me as we bask in the moment that was decades in the making.
“I can’t believe I get to feel this for the rest of my life,” I whisper.
