Page 19 of Blue Summer

“A kiss.”

A lot of the tension leaves me, and I sag against him before bringing my lips up to meet his. Our mouths meld and play with each other, our tongues dancing against one another. The kiss is one filled with passion and want and has me sitting up so I can bring myself closer. The change of position puts me higher against him and in the perfect position to sit fully on top of him. His hand comes down between us and he yanks the front of his boxers down so he can fit the shaft of his cock between the lips of my pussy.

“Oh, Roan. Oh, wow.”

He slides me back and forth against him getting his length wet and hitting my clit with every glide. I was already worked up from before so that now every slick pass he takes, every nudge against the bundle of nerves already worked to overstimulation, pushes me one step closer to the pinnacle of release.

“Holy shit, angel, you are so damned hot! And wet! You’re fucking perfect! My perfect little angel!”

If he keeps talking to me in that voice, the really deep sexy one that seems to vibrate all the way through me, I am going to get a lot hotter and a lot wetter. I can already feel my body prepare to soar, my breasts turn heavy and the warm feeling in my stomach spreads to my entire lower half. There’s this sense of urgency and building pressure that is like a bomb about to go off inside of me.

He keeps moving me until I don’t know where his hot body ends and mine starts. I feel like I am on fire, burning from the sweetest flame known.

“Let’s take this off, angel. I want to see all of you.”

He pulls the shirt up over my head before I realize what he is saying. All the focus I have is centered on the pulsing nerves clustered in between my thighs that he is caressing with his thickness. When my arms come back down, my breasts have fallen into his waiting hands. The sensation of having his hands on me makes me gasp. I know we are rubbing our bare bodies against one another below the waist, but he’s never touched me like this, never been where he is now. It's a little... surprising still.

He gently cups the swell of them in his hands and for a moment I worry they might be too big. They aren’t… as perky as someone would be with smaller ones.

“These are…fucking amazing. If you get any softer…,”

I fight for focus enough to hear whatever he is about to say but he doesn’t help, ending his thought in a mumble against my breasts. He buries his face in them causing me to jerk and try to pull back to put some space between us. He isn’t having it and I feel the weight of his hand on my back as he presses me further forward so my tits are right in his face.

Even knowing it is coming, still doesn’t prepare me for when his mouth encircles my nipple and his tongue runs over the hardened nubs.

“Oh my God, Roan!” I clutch his forearms and dig my nails in before I can tell myself not to. The suction pulls at me surprising a small shriek from my stunned lips. I don’t need a minute to realize what is happening. I know right away. Roan is using his mouth… he is… sucking…

“Roan!”

I start working my hips faster back and forth on him not really in control of my own body any longer. His hands on my hips help me move hard enough that I am giving both of us pleasure with every motion. He just keeps rubbing me, bumping against my clit and then pulling back till he is almost at the very edge of my entrance before doing it all over again, teasing me mercilessly with every touch, every roll of our bodies together.

I can’t hold back the crescendo inside of me any longer and have to straighten up, to arch my body, throw my head back as I push my breasts forward and let the sweet, honeyed feeling of release rush through my body and take over completely. And all I can do is yell out his name over and over again.

Chapter Eighteen

Roan

She cries out as her pussy tightens around the shaft of my cock but not in the way I want it to. Not with me inside of her. Even though my dick isn’t inside of her sweet body, I can still feel it tighten, feel it pulse, around me.

I hold her tight and roll so that we change places, and I am on top. The switch should have been easy and smooth, but she’s so slick and my dick just isn’t going to be happy until it gets inside of her. The combination of me being rock fucking hard, her being molten and sticky with her release and the move all come together to cause my dick to slip back further than I am trying to take it and I end up bumping against the entrance to heaven.

“Oh shit!”

“What?! What’s wrong?”

I need to tell her but I swear I can’t even push a word through my lips because of how tight my body has drawn up.

“Roan, honey, what’s… what’s wrong?”

I moan when she calls me honey and spurt a little. She must feel it too because she stops asking and her eyes widen impossibly large. “Shit, just…,”

“Did you just…?”

“Just…give me a second, angel. Just give me a second.”

She does the exact opposite of what she should and wiggles her hips against the tip of my cock. “Summer.”

I moan her name out and push more of my weight down in an attempt to stop her from moving. Instead of working like it is supposed to she ends up wrapping her arms and legs around me and arching into the pressure.

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