He slipped the short nightgown over her head, her soft tits bouncing against him. “Fuck,” he muttered as his calloused palms covered and squeezed them. Those delectable mounds teased and tempted him whenever he’d see her, and he now had them captured in his hands once more. He bent down and nibbled at their creamy swell. “Mine,” he growled before pushing them up into his face and devouring them.
Whines of pleasure played in his ears, egging him on to suck and bite her hardened nipples, loving the way she arched to fuse with him. Beneath him, her legs moved as if they were ironing the sheets, and his hand roamed over her curves until it landed on her black lace panties. When his finger stroked her cotton crotch, toying with her sweet button, her legs kicked out and up. “Your panties are so fucking wet, baby.”
She groaned her response then yelped when he slipped his digit under the fabric.
Her pussy was warm and wet, quivering in such a way that he was sure his fingers would be sucked into its pink folds. He pulled away, chuckling at the sigh of frustration that escaped her lips. Pushing up a bit, his lips covered hers and he kissed her gently at first. Then, with increasing pressure, his tongue dipped in, pushing farther inside, wanting her to swallow him whole. She grabbed at him, arms around his head, deep moans rising from her chest. They mingled with his breath, driving him crazy with lust and love.
She pushed him back a bit, a cranberry tint streaking her cheeks. “Wow… that was intense.” She licked her lips as she gazed at him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, caressing her cheek. “I craved you so much while I was away from you. You fucking turn my world. I don’t know how you do it, but all I know is that you do.” As his breath slipped over her skin, he saw her shiver.
He drew a path with his tongue from her lips to her neck, sucking and nipping at her velvety skin. She’d have a mark in different shades of red in the morning; he wanted to mark her whole skin and show every man that she was off-limits. When he took her earlobe between his teeth and tugged at it, a throaty moan fell from her lips. “The sounds you make get to me,” he whispered in her ear, tracing the tip of his tongue across the nape of her neck as he held the soft curves of her ass.
His desire grew and his pulse quickened as he watched her respond to his touch. He was more than ready to bury himself between her thighs, but he wanted to take it slow. Relishing her scent and the way she felt against his flesh made his cock pulse, and he reached down and pinched the base of it to ease the ache.
“I love the way you touch me. I can’t get enough of you,” she whispered against his shoulder before she lightly bit it.
He raised his head and locked his gaze with her heated one. When she slid her bottom lip between her teeth, he lost it. All resolve was gone as he pushed her legs apart and slid down to bury his face in her crotch, breathing her sweet almond scent in deeply.
“I fucking hunger for you, baby. I wanna taste your sweetness while I fuck you deep with my fingers.” He looped his index fingers on each side of her lace panties and pulled them down slowly before his tongue dove between her puffy folds.
“Steel,” she gasped, grabbing a fistful of his hair and yanking it. She kicked off her panties, bent her knees, and spread her legs wide.
He chuckled. “Anxious? Good. I am too.” He brought his mouth to her pussy, hot to the touch with primal need. His tongue teased and played with her clit as he plunged his fingers in and out of her wetness. She squirmed beneath him, and he locked eyes with her desire-filled ones as he licked her like he was possessed.
“Oh shit!” Her thighs tightened against his head. “Fuck, it feels so good,” she rasped while she balled the sheet in her fist.
The way she arched her back, deep moans escaping from her throat, fueled his desire and he thrust more fingers into her heat. Her breath quickened and she rocked her hips to meet his thrusts, her warm walls clenching around his digits. Then she screamed out his name, and his head was in a vise the way her thighs squeezed him as she came.
As her breathing returned to normal, he pulled out and leaned back on his knees, smiling. Locking his gaze with hers, he sucked her come off his fingers, taking each one of them slowly in his mouth. “You taste so fuckin’ sweet.” He scooted forward and hovered over her. “Taste how sweet you are.” He captured her mouth with his, plunging his tongue inside. She moaned and gripped his hair in her hands. He kissed her passionately as his hard cock poked at her thighs. Then he pulled back.
Looking at her pink pussy, he held his cock and rubbed it up and down in her juices. “I can’t wait anymore, baby.” He placed the tip at her wet slit and pushed in, her warm walls encasing him like a glove. “I love how fucking tight you are.” He went in deeper, her moans and gasps driving him on. Pulling out, he hammered into her, loving how she cried out while sinking her fingernails in his arms. He drove himself harder and faster inside her, and the bed began creaking. Breanna’s breaths became shorter as he pounded her relentlessly.
The room was filled with her moans, his grunts, the smacking of upper bodies, and the banging bed. Steel braced his hands on the wall and hooked his knees outside her legs to drive himself deeper. “Fuck, Breanna,” he growled as sweat dampened his back.
He loved the way her pussy pulsed on his cock, her juices covering him and dripping down his balls as they slapped against her ass. Then he felt her ready to come—all tight and swollen, gripping down on his cock. He kept pumping, wanting her pussy squeezing his cock as he exploded inside her.
“Breanna. Oh, baby,” he grunted as he shot into her still-pulsating wetness. His seed poured out in hot, dense ropes. From the way her walls spasmed around him, he knew she was coming and he crumpled on top of her, his dick still twitching inside her. As she regained her breathing, she combed her fingers through his hair. He wanted to never move, to be entwined with her forever. He’d never felt such intensity of love or desire for any woman.
He’d claimed her, but she owned him.
“That was indescribable,” she whispered in his ear. “I love you so much.” She kissed the side of his temple.
He slowly moved off her and then cuddled her in his arms. “You’ve got all of me, baby. I’ve never felt this way about any other woman. It fucking blows my mind.” He kissed the top of her head. She snuggled closer, shivering. “You cold?”
“A little.” She burrowed even closer.
He laughed softly and reached behind him, grabbing the blanket. He flung it on top of them, tucking it under her chin.
He smiled in the darkness.Right now, life is pretty damn good.
He drifted off to sleep.
Three hours later, he received the call.
