With my left hand wrapped around his shaft, I cupped his balls with my right hand, and I curled my tongue around his glistening crown.
Billy hissed, his entire body tensed, and I carried on rolling my tongue around and around, glancing up from time to time to see if he was watching. His fingers curled through my hair, and he groaned.
“Oh, Jane.” To hear him say my name set off a firecracker in me, and the pulsing in my pussy hit a new tempo.
A bubble of semen twinkled at the slit in his crown, begging me to taste. So, I did. It was salty yet sweet. I poked my tongue into the slit, wanting more, and Billy bent his knees and emitted a deep, primal moan.
He clutched my shoulders and pulled back. “Jane, wait.” He reached for my hand, pulling me to my feet. The pupils in his eyes were large black discs almost swallowing his beautiful honey irises. He bent down and yanked his boots from his feet, casting them aside with little care. Then, using his feet, he pulled his jeans off too.
My smoking-hot cowboy stoodcompletelynaked, and I devoured him with my gaze. Every inch of him was a work of art. Muscles bulged in all the right places, and his cock stood tall and proud, pointing up toward his perfectly formed navel. I could have stood there and admired him all day long.
Our eyes met, and something wickedly delicious crossed over his. A heartbeat later, his hands gripped my hips, and as he ran his tongue over his lips, he walked me backward. Under his guidance, I sat on the end of the bed, and Billy kneeleddown, lifted my foot to his thigh, and glided the zipper down my boot.
The concentration on his face was as exhilarating as his glistening body, and Iwasonceagain remindedof how lucky I was. With the second boot removed, he sat up on his knees and placed his hands on my thighs. “Lie back, baby.”
Baby! Holy wow.
I tugged my bottom lip into my mouth as I obeyed his wishes. His hands glided up my hips, and after he undid my jeans zipper, I raised my bottom off the bed and closed my eyes as Billy glided my jeans down my body, taking my underpants off too.
With my eyes closed, I pictured his expression and imagined him running his tongue over his lips as he savored my nudity. The second my jeans were off my ankles, I parted my legs, silently welcoming him to my body.
His warm hands curled over my knees, and I parted them farther. Barely a heartbeat later, Billy’s tongue glided up my pussy. It was hot,hard, and greedy, and I raised my hips, begging him to lick me again.
Billy didn’t need a second invitation, and I set my mind free and let my body take over. The throbbing pulse sizzling through me grew faster, quickly taking my body to the edge of mind-blowing release.
I threw my arms out, clutched the sheets, and cried out as my orgasm tore through me. It was so fucking intense I thought I’d burst as Billy continued to lick me.
I propped up onto my elbows, and Billy looked up. His eyes rolled slightly as if lost in theirownworld. By the expression on his face, he was blissfully happy. He ran his tongue over his lips, lapping my juice, and, oh my god, that was the most incredible thing in the world.
“Come here, you.” I grabbed his hand and giggled as I dragged him up beside me.
We lay on our sides, facing each other.Hismammoth erection prodded my pubic bone ashishand curled around my breast. “You’re amazing.” He reached up to push my hair over my shoulder. “And beautiful.”
I leaned forward, and our lips met.The gentle kiss we’d had earlier was replacedwith a needier one.Histongue thrust into my mouth, and I instantly regretted it. The taste was horrid. The realization that it was me I was tasting nearly made me gag.
I pulled back, and the sixty-nine position Lolita had mentioned earlier flashed into my mind. Rising onto my hands and knees, I flipped my body around so now his cock was in my face, and my pussy was near his. I raised one knee, and at the same time, I clutched his butt cheek and pulled myself closer to him.
Before I’d had a chance to get comfortable, his head was between my thighs, and his tongue had found my hot zone again. It was concentration overload because as I savored his rock-hard cock. . . licking, sucking, and gliding my tongue all over him, he showed my pussy the same exquisite attention.
A zillion glorious sensations rippled through me as another orgasm built at lightning speed. As he licked up and down my velvet folds, he pushed a finger into me, first one, then two, and I raised my leg in the air, pointing my toes to the ceiling, opening myself nice and wide. Every part of me sizzled, yet I continued my feast on him.
I cried out as another orgasm ripped through me. This one surprised me, yet it was just asamazingas the last—fast, ferocious, and fabulous.
Billy thrust his cock toward me, and as I glided him into my mouth, he shot his load.
I swallowed, trying not to taste him this time for fear I may gag again. His cock swelled inside my mouth, and with each pulse, hot semen pumped into the back of my throat. To feel that raw action was incredible. The taste, however, not so much.
When he stopped thrusting, I glided my lips up his shaft and felt him soften beneath my suction. He pulled his head out from between my legs, and as I lowered my foot to the bed, I swallowed a few times, ensuring the last of him was gone.
Billy rolled onto his back and flipped his feet off the side of the bed to sit up.
I joined him, and we sat side by side.
He reached for my hand, and our fingers entwined. That simple action felt so right, and I nuzzled against him. Billy kissed my forehead. It was sweet and loving, and yet it said so much more. Was this what falling in love was like? Two people feeling so comfortable with each other that actions told so much more than words?
I didn’t want to analyze it for fear my twirling thoughts would ruin a perfect moment. Instead, I focused on thewonderfulafter-sex feelings throbbing through my body.
It seemed like an eternity before Billy eased forward and stood. “Would you like a shower?”