Aye, aye, sir!
With the tip of my tongue I begin to assault her clit the same time I work my fingers, both in tandem, the“kisses”come in little waves, just enough to build her pleasure that little bit further.
Her walls clamp down hard, her body trembling, her thighs tightening around me.
“Trey—”
I don’t stop.
I don’t let her escape it.
I keep her right there, balanced on the edge, feeling every tremor, every helpless movement, until she’s shaking and pleading and completely lost in me.
“You want to come, baby?” I murmur against her.
She nods desperately, barely able to stay upright.
I hold her there for one more second, feeling the exact moment she tips over the edge, and then I close my mouth around her again and take her apart.
She shatters with a broken cry of my name, her body going rigid, pleasure ripping through her as she comes hard, her fingers tangled in my hair, her chest heaving.
I stay there through it, holding her, tasting her, letting her ride out every wave until she collapses against the wall, trembling and breathless.
I’ve never felt more fucking alive.
Good job men, mission success… I kind of want to yell like He-Man “I have the power.” Why did he have to name it Power sword… or sword Grayskull… if he called it something like Excalibur, I could call my dick that… then every time I get a boner I could quote He-Man…
Dude. Shut the fuck up, you almost dropped her there, and all you were thinking about was what you could have nicknamed your dick.
“I got you.” I say, I kiss her shaking thighs, one after another. I rise to my feet, and she moves with me instinctively, her ankles locking around my hips like she never wants to let me go.
I don’t give her time to think. In one solid movement, I lift her and drive forward, pinning her to the wall as I thrust into her hard, burying myself to the hilt.
Her eyes go wide, her mouth falling open on a sharp gasp that punches straight through my control.
Christ.
I should slow down. I should let her adjust.
Forgot how tight she is, I almost lost my dick then.
She’s already drenched, her body open and ready, her release still slick on my skin, and the way she tightens around me when I fill her completely rips something feral out of my chest.
I pull back and drive into her again, deep and relentless, claiming the space that belongs to me and me alone.
She clenches hard, her inner muscles gripping me like a fist, and I swear I see stars.
“Such a good girl,” I rasp against her throat, my mouth dragging up the curve of her neck to beneath her ear, tasting her skin, breathing her in. “Taking me like this… fuck.”
My arm wraps around her hips, holding her exactly where I want her as I thrust up into her, meeting her body again andagain, the sound of her back hitting the wall muffled by her broken moans.
She’s everywhere.
In my hands.
Around my cock.
Inside my fucking soul.
