Authors: Cher Carson
When he curled his hand, reaching, he knew he found that sweet spot that would make her erupt. He lapped at the surge of sweet come flooding his mouth as he heard her screaming and crying out his name.
He had made her come hundreds of times, but he had never been able to give her an orgasm that shook her to the core, the way this one did. He gently kissed her inner thighs, her stomach, and her breasts.
“You okay, babe?”
She tried to laugh, but the sound was raspy, broken. “I don’t know what the hell just happened, but yeah, I’m okay.”
He chuckled. “Do you need a minute?”
She opened her eyes to look at him. “No, I need you now.”
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to rein it in before he plunged his cock inside of her. He would die before he would do anything to hurt her.
She grabbed his ass. “It’s okay, I’m okay, please. I need you now.”
Her plea was his undoing. He thrust his cock into her hard, fast, deep, cursing himself for taking her so roughly when she was probably still swollen and sensitive. “Sorry.” He clenched his teeth, trying to remain still. “Just give me a minute.”
“Look at me,” she said. “Open your eyes and look at me, Mark.”
He forced his eyes open. Shit, she looked pissed, but what had he done, aside from giving her a couple of mind-numbing orgasms?
“You can’t steal my self-control and then try and practice restraint when it’s my turn. I want you to lose control,” she whispered. “Get up.”
He had no choice but to roll over on his back, allowing her to straddle him.
“I want to fuck you long and hard and fast. I want you to come so hard you feel like you’re gonna black out. Then you’ll have some idea of how you made me feel.”
He chuckled, putting his hands over his head. “Have at it, baby. I can think of worse penalties.”
She smirked, trailing a hand down his chest. “But I’m not gonna start with that. First I want to suck your cock.”
He gritted his teeth. If she wrapped her sweet mouth around his cock, he was going to burst in ten seconds flat. He didn’t want to come in her mouth, not tonight. “Baby…”
She pressed her index finger to her lips. “Sssh, you had your turn. This is my chance to make you crazy.”
He watched her go down on him and all he could think about was sliding his cock between her huge, soft tits and fucking that tight channel.
She wrapped her lips around his hard cock, sliding it all the way to the back of her throat on the first pass.
His hips came up off the bed. “Fuck…”
She caressed his balls and she found her rhythm, drawing him in and out of her mouth, sucking him with just enough pressure to make him want to come. But when she sensed he was too close to the edge, fisting his hands in her hair, trying to fuck her mouth with wild abandon, she let his shaft slip out of her mouth, grinning at him as she licked her lips.
“Christ, Jen, I need…”
She crawled up his body, positioning his cock at her opening. She swirled the head of his cock over her lips and clit, coating him with her juices as she threw her head back and moaned.
God help him, he could come just watching her. But when he thought she was going to continue drawing out the sweet torture, she forced herself down on him, taking all of his cock in one swift movement.
“Shit,” he whispered, closing his eyes.
“Feel good?” she asked, grinding her clit into him.
“Hmmm.” He couldn’t speak, couldn’t think. His sole focus was the feel of her velvet glove cloaking his swollen shaft, milking him for all she was worth.
“What’s wrong, baby?” she teased. “Too much? Too intense?” She braced her hands on the bed above his head and proceeded to ride him like a bull rider intent on winning the big prize.
He cursed savagely, trying to maintain his tenuous grip on control as she fought for his surrender. “Damn it, girl, you’re killing me here.”
She stopped, tensing her muscles around him. “I wanted to teach you the same lesson you taught me, sweetheart. It’s okay to let go. I’ll be there to catch you when you fall.” She eased down, drawing him into a fierce kiss.
In that moment, he allowed himself to fall in love with her all over again.
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