Page 96 of Love Lies Bleeding

I don’t give her a chance to reply, stealing her breath and kissing her hard, my fingers slipping through the soaking wet folds of her pussy. Cherry gasps into my mouth as I stroke her pussy and then push a finger inside her tight cunt, my thumb grazing her clit and making her ass rise off the bed.

“Jake, please.”

Her words sounded breathy as if my hand is already around her delicate throat, cutting off her air as I drive her toward her climax. I add a second finger, curling them as I finger fuck her tight pussy, my thumb continuing its assault on her clit as she gets wetter, the smell of her desire for me permeating the room with her heady scent.

“Let go, gorgeous. I’ve got you.”

At my words, her body clamps down on my hand with her pussy and thighs, her fingers digging into my scalp as I pull a nipple between my lips, and she comes hard, her body detonating on a long moan.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, God.”

Her words are a jumbled list of exclamations as her orgasm washes over her until she’s boneless beneath me. I release her nipple with a pop and lift my head to see her looking at me with hooded eyes full of trust.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

Cherry palms my cheek and I turn my head, placing a kiss on her palm before I kiss my way down her body, idolizing every inch of her with my mouth and hands until I’m lying between her silky thighs.

“Hold onto the headboard.”

Cherry does as I ask without question, and I stroke my hand down her body in pleasure.

Her bare pussy glistens, and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t get me off to see every inch of her pink pussy wet for me. I blow on her lips and she arches her back, trying to get closer to my mouth, her arms thrown above her head like a goddess, waiting to be served by her servant, and fuck, I’m a slave for this woman.

Spreading her folds apart with my thumb, I lick her from the tight bud of her asshole to the swell of her clit, loving the taste of her on my tongue. Her body jolts as I gently suck on her clit and lay a palm on her lower belly to keep her still.

“Easy, gorgeous.”

I continue my attack on her pussy until she’s writhing beneath me, her legs shaking, breath heaving as she chants my name. It’s powerful and my cock feels like it will explode if I don’t hurry this up, but I want to savor every second I get to spend with this woman because I know what it’s like to try and exist without her.

Knowing she’s on the peak of another climax, I work two fingers inside her and feel her muscles clamp down like a vice. The wet sound of my fingers in her cunt fill the room like a song, and I could spend every day for the rest of my life listening to the sounds in this room.

Curling my fingers I massage her G-spot and she comes suddenly and violently, her legs shaking, body arching, her hands pulling at the metal headboard but not disobeying my command, even in her euphoric orgasm. Until the day I die, I’ll never see a more beautiful sight than my Cherry Blossom coming from my touch.

Cherry lifts her heavy head and I withdraw my fingers, sliding them into my mouth and sucking her flavor off them. Cherry’s eyes dilate even further as I fist my cock, her starved gaze on me as she licks her lips. She reaches for my cock, her tiny fist circling my length and stroking. Throwing my head back, I groan at the feel of her gripping my cock. This is what heaven feels like. I lift my head and watch her for a few moments before I pull away as her mouth descends.

“Not this time, Blossom. I want to end tonight inside this pretty pussy.”

Her little pout of displeasure dissipates at my words.

“You have a filthy mouth for a suit, Jake.”

I watch her lazily as I stroke my cock, squeezing the base as she looks at me like I’m an oasis in the desert. “Not a suit to you, Blossom.”

Cherry cocks her head. “Then who are you?”

“I’m the man who’s gonna love you until the day I die.”

“God, Jake, you’re gonna make me cry.”

“No tears, baby. I just never want you to suffer a single second of doubt about how I feel.”

I get on my knees between her thighs and push them apart to give me more space. Holding my cock, I swipe the head through her wet heat before locking eyes with her one last time to make sure she’s with me on this.

“Fuck me like you hate me, Jake.”

“Jesus Christ, Blossom.”

Her words are like gasoline on a fire. My cock pulses with the need to be inside her. I want to consume her, claim her, mark her as mine in every way. I wanted to take it slow but her words push me over the edge and I slam into her, my whole body rippling with pleasure as her cunt hugs my cock. I stop for a second to let her adjust as her moan precedes a flood of wetness from her pussy, soaking my cock in her juices, and giving me a minute to get my body back under control.

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