Jermy, Marie - Together Forever [The Andersons 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) (5 page)


Now who

s being funny? Ohhhh,

he moaned when she twirled her tongue over the engorged head of his cock, lapping up the drops of pre-cum that had accumulated in the slit.

Ross’s moans got progressively louder as Jessica first nibbled up and down his rigid cock, then traced the same path, this time with the tip of her tongue, before licking the head as if he were a lollipop.

She drew back slightly. “My, my, you are vocal, aren

t you?


You ain’t heard nothing yet.

She smiled as she circled one hand around the base of his cock and palmed his balls in the other, rolling them gently. He moaned softly, but when she wrapped her lips around him and sucked him to the back of her throat, his moan was loud enough to wake the dead.

Jessica’s deep sucking and ball-rolling actions drove Ross all the way to the edge of insanity, and he began thrashing his head from side to side for real. Not being able to take the exquisite torture anymore, he placed a hand in her hair and gently tugged her off him.

Please, Jess, I

m gonna shoot if you don

t stop.


Don

t you want to come in my mouth?

“Well, yeah, you know I do, but—”

“But nothing. Shoot your load in my mouth, Ross.”

Her soft command had him groaning and tugging her back onto his cock. Holding her hair away from her face, he watched as she took him into her mouth. He felt her relax her throat and then his cock slid deeper. She met his gaze and started to suck and, oh, fuck, he was coming! His hands holding Jessica’s head steady, he closed his eyes and shot his cum down her throat.

His hands flopped to the bed, and his body felt relaxed and loose. His breathing evened out and his heart slowed to a more manageable beat. While Ross lay there, Jessica made sounds of approval that made him smile. Then he realized she was moving her head back and forth. He opened his eyes. Jessica was eating his cock, wrapping her hot lips around him, sucking him deep into that equally hot mouth of hers, and making him harder than what he had been before.

“That’s it, Jess,” he encouraged. “Make me hard again. I want to stick a condom on my cock and then stick my cock inside you.”

She waggled her brows in amusement, and then slowly released his cock from her mouth. It glistened from her saliva. “Condoms?”

He reached a long arm out toward the drawer of his bedside cabinet. Frustratingly, his fingertips were mere millimeters away.


Here, let me,

Jessica offered, moving up over him until her thighs rested either side of his head. He was treated to the erotic sight of her cum-drenched pussy hole. Her cum scent was intoxicating, and though Ross had already sampled her, he knew he had to taste her again. He heard her open the drawer and remove a condom from the box inside. However, before she tore the packet open, he reached for a pillow and shoved it under his head, raising him higher so that his nose butted her clit.

Then, he subjected her pussy hole to a vigorous tonguing, inserting it as far as he could. She cried out and tried to wriggle away, but he held her hips steady with his hands.

“Oh, God, Ross. I’m coming!”

Ross didn’t need for Jessica to tell him that as he could feel it. Her whole body shook, and her pussy hole quivered around his tongue. He greedily lapped at her cum, again not wanting to stop, but Jessica jerked her hips free from his hands.


Move,

she croaked before collapsing facedown on the bed. Luckily, he was a quick mover.


Sorry about that,

he said, sounding anything but.

I was thirsty.

Her voice was muffled against the sheets. “
There

s a whole bottle of JD in the kitchen. Couldn’t you have gotten a glass of that to quench your thirst?


I could, but you taste much better.


Well, I

m all climaxed out. You

re gonna have to make do with a hand job.


That

s simply out of the question. I want you to ride me.

Jessica lifted her head and stared at him. He grinned like the devil as he lay on his side beside her, his elbow propped up and his head resting in his hand.

Screw you,
” she said.


No, screw me.


I can

t, Ross, you

ve wiped me out.


Okay,

he drawled, taking the foil packet she was still holding.

I

ll just have to screw you then.

She groaned as he tore the packet open and rolled the condom down his hard cock.

Ross, please.

“‘
Ross, please,’ what? Make me come again?

Jessica snorted.

I

d like to see you try.


Oh, good, I like a challenge.

He laughed, before noticing she did look a little weary.

Jess, let me make love to you. You don

t have to do anything. Just lie back and think of England.

Her brows rose with surprise. “‘
Lie back and think of England
’?
Where on earth did you get that phrase from?


Your mother.

He grinned.

A couple of weeks ago, I overheard her saying it to your dad when she promised him a blow job in return for licking her out.

She screwed her face up. “
Ew, Ross, too much information!


Oh, c

mon! You can

t deny your parents are still at it like rabbits. Mine are the same. I only hope I can still perform with that much vigor when I’ve pushed eighty,

he remarked, referring to his father; his mother was twenty-three years younger.

With a shake of his head, Ross turned back to the matter in hand. Tenderly rolling Jessica over onto her back, he looped an arm around her waist and shifted them both down the bed until her legs dangled over the edge. He took up a semicrouching position on the floor between them.


Be gentle,

she murmured, wrapping her legs around his hips.


I promise.

He readjusted his position slightly, bumping his cock against her wet and creamy pussy hole, then pushed forward, filling her deep, straight, and true. He moved with slow, languorous strokes, withdrawing until he was just out, then re-entering and filling her to capacity. She felt so good it took all of his restraint not to break his promise and hammer into her until their orgasms rendered them both unconscious. He gazed into her deep, blue eyes. The amber flecks were glowing. He lost it.

I can

t

I can

t take it. You

re breaking me apart, Jess.


Then do it hard.


But my promise.


Screw your promise and screw me.

Jessica raked her fingernails over Ross’s shoulders, making him groan and fist the sheets.

I said, screw me. Screw me until I

m screaming and coming over your cock.

At first, he thought about ignoring her, but then he pulled out and tensed. He looked her straight in the eye, then thrust himself back into her so hard the bed shook.


Again,

she urged, her breath catching in her throat at the ferocity of his gaze.

Ross inhaled and exhaled a deep breath, withdrew, then slammed back in. Feeling her inner pussy muscles squeezing his cock, urging him on, he fucked her hard, his pace fast, his thrusts powerful, his angle deep and straight.

A sheen of perspiration covered his body, making them both slippery and hot, but still he carried on. Then, she was screaming as her body rocked from her orgasm. Her intense contractions sent him flying, and he shuddered as he climaxed, pumping hard, shouting harder, until he felt sure he had left this universe for the next.

Jessica recovered first. Ross

s head was buried in her neck, his body laying heavily over hers. Broiled from his body heat and breath, she tangled her fingers in the moist hair at the back of his neck and gently tugged him. He groaned and nestled closer. She tugged harder. She got no response so moved her fingers down and scraped her nails across his dewy shoulders, almost drawing blood. That got a response. He yelped and drew back sharply.


What the hell was that for?


I was hot. You were heavy. And I wanted you to move.


Couldn

t you have just asked?

She trailed her fingers through the whorls of moist chest hair.

I would have done that, but I got the impression you were still cavorting with the little green men on Mars.


You

re a regular riot.

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