Page 12 of Tame Me

He chuckled, and with the flick of his wrist had the buckle undone. I seized the moment and pulled on the belt, drawing it out of the loops until it hung between us. His eyes met mine, and the heady excitement shimmering in them was an incredible aphrodisiac.

I tossed the belt aside, and it fell with a loud thud to the floor. Stepping back toward him, I tugged his shirt from his pants, and as I undid his buttons, he played with my breasts, cupping them in his hands as if assessing their weight.

Every time Billy’s glorious body was revealed, my breath escaped me. He truly was a masterpiece. Each muscle was formed with detailed precision. His hairless flesh was the perfect shade of bronze, and his nipples were hard pebbles pointing right at me.

I leaned in and licked them, first one, then the other, and as I trailed my tongue around the hardened flesh, I undid his pants button and unzipped him.

He stepped back and bent over to pull off his shoes and socks, and his pants fell to the floor. As he kicked them aside, I took a moment to witness my sexy cowboy. Men’s physiques did not get much hotter than that. His cock was a thick rod that pointed up to his navel in his red jockey underpants, and his crown teased me as it bulged from the top of the elastic.

It was deliciously enticing.

I ran my hand up his swollen cock, and as Billy reached for my shoulders, he sucked air through his teeth.

He wove his hands into my dress and eased it off my shoulders. The heavy fabric fell to my feet, and I kicked it and my stilettos aside. We stood facing each other, wearing only our underpants. His eyes cruised up my body, and my flesh tingled beneath his gaze. My nipples hardened even further, and my purring insides confirmed I liked his attention.

Billy stepped forward and placed his hands on my waist. Our lips came together, and from that second on, our restraint evaporated. I closed my eyes and pushed my tongue into his mouth, wanting to taste more of him.

He curled one hand around my neck, drawing us closer, and his other hand squeezed my breast and twirled my nipple between his fingers. Shudders of pleasure rippled through me as we moaned in unison.

Our bodies moved together in a lust-fueled dance, and my hands had a mind of their own. I sought the bulge in his pants, curled my fingers into the elastic of his jocks, and released his mighty beast. Billy bent his knees as I cupped his balls and marveled at the weight of them.

His testicles filled my hand, and I alternated my attention from them to his rock-hard shaft. As I curled my fingers around his cock and glided up and down, he fed his hand into my pants. I parted my legs, allowing him entrance, and his finger slipped into my pulsing hole, sending glorious shivers through me.

“Oh, Billy.” His name whispered off my tongue and felt so right.

“Jane.” He moaned after saying my name, and I bent my legs, opening myself up and giving him more. As he probed my pussy, pushing his finger in and out, I played with his cock, gliding my hand up and down his full length. We worked together, pleasing each other, and it was as if we’d been performing this act for years.

He knew exactly where to touch me, and based on his moans and body movements, I was pleasing him, too.

Billy stepped back and whipped his underpants off.

Following his lead, I did the same.

He cupped my cheeks. “Can I make love to you?”

His throaty tone made my heart and body melt. “Oh, yes please.”

He grabbed my hand and led me to the bed. “I’ll be back in a sec.” The muscles in Billy’s bottom bulged and flexed with each step he took toward the bathroom.

I wriggled up the bed and as I lay back, I savored the delightful pulses throbbing through me. Billy returned with a condom fitted onto his erection. He crawled onto the bed and positioned his knees between my parted legs. His pupils were dark discs, wide and excited, and as he trailed his hands down my thighs, I raised my bottom off the sheets, showing him everything I had.

Billy’s tongue glossed his lips, as he drove a finger into my throbbing pussy. The intensity on his face was exquisite, as were the sensations racing through me. He added a second finger and pushed them both into me with a twisting, repetitive motion. His eyes devoured me with their intensity as every plunge of his fingers sent rockets shooting through my body.

“Yes!” I cried out as an orgasm ripped through me. It was fast, explosive. Incredible.

I gasped for air as he plunged over and over, drawing out every last drop of my climax.

As my chest rose and fell, catching my breath, he wriggled forward, aiming his cock at my opening. I propped up on my elbows, wanting to see his rod glide into me, and our eyes met. The unspoken vibes that crossed between us were incredible, giving depth to the already wonderful sensations running through me.

He guided his hips forward, and I lowered my eyes to watch him enter me. Watching his cock, as well as feeling it push into me, sent firecrackers through me. My whole body came alive as my pussy swallowed his full length, taking him until he had no more to give. It was extraordinary to witness, and once again, I was reminded of how much I liked being a voyeur.

With his hands on my knees, he pulled out, and the two of us witnessed the most thrilling display of our carnal bliss. At the very tip, he pushed in again, and each time he repeated the move, his eyes rolled back and his breathing grew deeper.

His cock was slick with my juices as it plunged in and out. The glorious spectacle had an orgasm building inside me that reached greedy heights. I flopped back, and clutched the sheets, as another climax ripped through me.

Billy continued to thrust, drawing out every last ounce of my orgasm. The sensations were raw and true, taking my body to another glorious world where I knew nothing but the wonderful sensations running through me.

Billy leaned forward, pulling my knees up with him, and he placed his hands beside my shoulders. His amazing biceps bulged with his weight. He leaned in to kiss me, and as our tongues danced, he continued to thrust in and out. I curled my hips in time, matching his movements as if we’d been practicing this for years.

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