When she tossed the bra to the side and exposed her creamy flesh, I gulped, her breasts more beautiful than I imagined. My mouth watered, and I quickly undressed, tossing my jeans and boxers aside. I climbed onto the bed and grabbed her by the waist, kissing her hard before dragging my mouth down her jaw, neck, and lower, over her collarbone and shoulders, and down her chest. When I reached her breasts, I kissed each one, before kissing between them and moving back to the right, clasping my mouth over her pert nipple.
Shyla’s head fell back as her fingers tangled inside my hair, moans slipping from between her lips.
She thrust her chest into my face and moaned.
I moved to her other nipple, kissing, nipping, tasting her skin, before sucking hard on her breast. She cried out in pleasure and my cock dripped more, desperate to be buried inside her.My hands moved around to her ass and squeezed her cheeks, pressing her against me, my cock rubbing against her thigh.
Then I went lower, dragging my mouth over her hot skin, her belly, down to her skimpy thong. I yanked it off with my hands, greedy and desperate, before pressing my face between her legs and inhaling deeply. She smelled divine, and I wanted her for dessert.
“Lay down on her back.” I instructed, before positioning myself between her legs and spreading them wide open.
Her pink pussy glistened under the soft glow of her bedroom lamp. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Shyla,” I said, holding her gaze steady. “You’re mine. And I’m never letting you go.”
And then I ate her pussy for dessert until she fell apart in my arms.
CHAPTER SIX
Shyla
Briggs lookedme in the eye as he pushed his dick deep inside, his thick cock spreading me wide.
Holy shit.
The sexy grump was in my bed, and we were about to have sex.
How was this happening?
I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he slid all the way in, pushing himself in balls deep. I cried out from the pleasure and pain as he stretched me wide, clinging to him as he picked up his pace, thrusting harder and deeper.
Over and over, his thrusts were punishing and demanding, passionate and powerful, our bodies growing slick with sweat as the sound of slapping skin filled the room.
Without warning, he flipped our positions, turning me onto my stomach, my ass lifted into the air.
Briggs fucked me from behind, slapping my ass as he fucked me hard from behind.
It was fucking amazing.
He switched us again, pulling me on top to ride his dick and I hovered above him, slowly sliding down his hard, engorged cock. I ground my hips down against his and hit my clit in just the right angle.
“Oh my God, Briggs,” I panted, breathless, my voice a loud whisper.
“You feel so fucking good,” Briggs said as he dug his fingers into my hips and matched my movements, up and down, up and down.
“I’m going to come so hard. Again.” My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I leaned forward, pressing my hands on his chest as I twerked on his dick.
Higher, higher, higher…my body shook with pleasure as my orgasm crashed through me, Briggs following behind as he cried out, grunting and groaning.
I fell to the bed beside him, hot and sweaty, my breaths short as my heart pounded hard.
“Wow.” I mumbled.
“Wow.” Briggs chuckled.
I loved hearing the sound.
“That was amazing.”
“It was.”
