Page 7 of Crave

I need more. I need her to come.

I pull away from her nipple and pull down her jeans and panties until her sweet sex is on full display, glistening with need.

“Damn. You’re so wet for me.”

She nods, breathing hard as I run my hands over her curvy hips, leaning forward to plant kisses down her soft stomach, moving lower and lower…

I reach her clit and the effect is instantaneous. Esme throws her head back and cries out, her legs shuddering either side of my head as I start to lick and suck at her sensitive nub.

“Oh yes, oh God!” she cries as I slide my tongue further down, lapping up her sweet juice, getting drunk on the taste of her. My cock is painfully hard, desperate to be inside her, but I need to make her come first. I feel her hips rise up off the bed, but I push them down with my arm, holding her in place as I bring her to orgasm, fucking her with my tongue until she starts to convulse with pleasure.

Her cries reach fever pitch as she comes on my tongue, soaking me with her fresh cream as I lap it up hungrily, my hands already scrabbling down toward my boxers. I pull them down and my swollen cock springs free. Esme stares at it through half-closed eyes, still languid from her orgasm, but her eyes widen like saucers as she takes in my size.

“Holy…”

I smile at her shocked expression. Being six-foot-six has its advantages.

“Don’t worry, Esme. I won’t hurt you.” I ease apart her legs, positioning myself between them. “I want to make you feel so fucking good.”

She stares down between her legs, watching as I move my cock closer to her entrance, when suddenly she pulls back.

“Wait! We need a condom,” she says.

Fuck.

I wish like hell that I could claim her with nothing between us. I want to fill her up with my come until her belly is swollen with my baby…I want to make her mine forever. But I have to respect her wishes. I can’t go scaring her off with my crazy talk of babies and happily ever afters. Fuck, I think I’m losing my mind.

“Sorry, Esme. I wasn’t thinking. But I don’t know if I have…”

“There’s a condom in the back pocket of my jeans.” She points toward the crumpled blue fabric on the floor and hurriedly continues, “Millie gave it to me when I said I was leaving with you.”

God bless you, Millie.

I grab the condom from the pocket of her jeans, tearing it open and rolling it down my cock. It’s too tight, but I don’t give a shit. All that matters is Esme, beautiful Esme, lying on my bed with her legs open and her face flushed with desire.

I ease myself between her legs once more and position my cock at her entrance, staring down at the place where our bodies meet. My thick cock, pushing against her silky pink sex...fuck, it’s so hot. I grit my teeth as I start to push forward, the tip of my cock engulfed by her tight heat. I hold her close as I fill her completely, gritting my teeth as I bottom out inside her. Fuck, she’s so tight. Her pussy is like a warm, wet vise around my cock, and the sensation sparks something feral inside me.

She’s mine now. Mine.

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Esme

I can’t believe this is happening. I’m pinned beneath this sexy giant of a man, full of his cock, naked and vulnerable beneath his gaze. And God it feels amazing. The pure pleasure, the way my body stretches around Grant, taking him deep inside me…it feels so good I can hardly breathe.

With a grunt, Grant starts to move, his cock pulling out slightly before pushing back inside, making my toes curl with every thrust. He’s being as gentle as he can, sweat beading on his forehead as he forces himself to be slow, letting me adjust to his huge size. But I’m ready for more. I’m ready to be fucked senseless. I’ve never felt so naughty before, so wild with desire…I love it. I need more.

“Please go faster.”

My plea makes Grant’s eyes darken with lust, and I feel my whole body tense with anticipation as he pushes my legs open wider.

“You asked for it, sugar.”

My breath catches in my throat as he starts to move faster, his cock slamming in and out of me until all I can do is scream like a wild thing.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

All thought is abandoned, all that matters is the feeling of Grant fucking me, his cock driving wildly in and out, our moans mingling with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

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