love that you’re wet for me.” She laid open before him, allowing his tongue unprecedented access to the moist petals of her folds.
She draped her legs over his shoulders. “I love when you fuck me, Jack. The way you fill me so completely. It only makes me want more of you. Deeper.”
But he wasn’t finished tasting her and as much as he wanted to bury his cock deep inside her tight pussy, it wasn’t going to happen until he was ready.
“Easy, sweetheart. We have all the time in the world.”
His mouth returned to her body, and she arched her back off the bed. Long, slender fingers tangled in his hair.
“I can’t take much more, Jack.”
After another long, juicy lick, he slipped his finger inside her, than another, until she cried out. Spreading her wide, he flicked his tongue over her concealed nub.
She screamed and rolled her head from side to side, her brown hair spread out across the white sheets. Then his mouth replaced where his tongue had been, and he sucked gently, teasingly. Her body tightened, and her cries filled the room.
He crawled up her damp body, dropping a string of kisses along the way. His lips crushed hers, and they shared the taste of her sex. His cock throbbed and pulsed. He wanted inside her.
Sheathed by a condom, he took his dick and rubbed the broad tip around her clit. She groaned. He eased in slightly, allowing her body to adjust to his size.
With sweat peppering his forehead, he slowly entered her only to slid back out, assisted by her wetness. Then in a little further, only to glide toward the exit.
She opened her eyes and gazed at him. “I’m so fucking hot.”
He dipped in further. “So am I.”
Her warm breath stroked his neck, and every muscle in Jack’s body strained for control. “You’re so tight.”
Eyes half open, she wrapped her legs around his waist. “I want more.”
Jack slammed his entire length into her, and she gasped, but clutched him tighter. Her pussy squeezed around him, and Jack nearly passed out from the pleasure soaring through his body. She felt so fucking great.
“Lexi,” he whispered, thrusting deep and hard. His balls slapped feverishly against her satiny folds.
She screamed and he tensed as cum shot out of his body like a bullet seeking a target.
He collapsed against her, and they both let out a sigh of relief. Once the world righted, he rose to his elbows and looked down at her beautiful face, layered with a thin sheen of perspiration.
Smiling, she pulled his mouth to hers and clamped her pussy around his cock.
His blood stirred and he grew hard. “You’re a naughty girl, Lexi.”
“I thought you said I was hot.”
“Oh, you’re hot all right. And I’m not going to allow you to cool down.” Standing, Jack removed the condom and flipped Lexi on her stomach, making her giggle. “Scoot closer to the edge.”
With no further prompting, she moved. “I like this,” she said.
Taking the pillows, he put one under her hips and smiled at her tight rear. He leaned over and slid his tongue up her spine to her neck, allowing her to feel his arousal against her ass. Slowly, he rubbed his dick up and down, but didn’t enter.
He stood and looked down at her glistering clit all wet and ready for him again. He slid his finger in and out of her tight pussy. Then he took the wet finger and probed the outer rim of her anus.
“Relax,” he said. “We’re not going there this time, but I want you to feel how erotic this can be.”
She loosened, and he gently slid the finger into her tight anus. She shook with pleasure. As his finger prodded, she moaned and lifted her ass higher, allowing him greater access.
Juice dripped from her folds as he removed his finger, slipped on a condom, and entered her in one deep thrust.
Her head came off the pillow and she screamed, “I’m going to come. I can’t take it any longer.”
“Hold on, sweetheart.”
Buried to the hilt, he looked down at their entwined bodies, and his balls
George R. R. Martin, Victor Milan