So I do as he says, darting out my tongue to lap up my own flavour and Kyle’s green-blue eyes never leave mine as I do it.
“That’s my new favourite thing,” he inhales shakily again and I take his still wet fingers and guide them inside me.
“Good, now put those back where they belong and make me come.” He salutes me playfully, wistful smile in place. “Your wish is my command.”
Chapter 11
Kyle
I plough my fingers deep inside her hot heaven, quickening my pace the moment I feel her tighten around me and I know she’s close. I shuffle up, taking her pert nipple between my lips and sucking, dragging my tongue across it, in an agonisingly slow way as she writhes under me. “Kyle I-I…” she whimpers, bottom lip clamped between her teeth. “Is that good Mol?” I whisper, taking her earlobe between my lips as she nods, eyes scrunched tightly closed. “How good?”
She arches her back again, desperation lacing her whisper, “So fucking good.”
She looks so damn sexy writhing around like that, begging for friction, begging me to let her orgasm. I’m in control right now, which I rarely am when it comes to her and I'm fucking loving every bit of it.
I press my lips to her parted ones, deliciously full and pouty, as she gasps into my mouth. “I’m gonna come Kyle, oh god, don’t stop.”
So I don’t. I keep my steady pace, pumping in and out of her, until she clamps down around my fingers and screams out my name. Her orgasm floods my hand, soaking me in her pleasure and I trail a sopping finger through her wet mess. The bud that’s at the centre of her happiness still pulsates, as she comes down from her high. I lightly peck her lips while she pants, running a hand through her bright waves and sighing with euphoric relief.
I shuffle down, so my face is between her thighs again. “Give me one more Molly,”
Her sapphire eyes widen with a shake of her head. “I can’t Ky—” “You can and you will, give me another one, on my tongue.” I stop her with a wet kiss on her pussy, as it continues to glisten from her first orgasm. There’s no way I can stop at one, watching her come undone like that is the best thing I’ve ever witnessed and I don’t intend to stop there. She’s getting at least two.
Her hands find my hair, twisting through it and tugging me deeper. My tongue locates her sweet spot again within seconds and she begins to cry out my name, for the second time tonight. When she lets herself go, orgasming all over my face and tongue, I finally let up, giving her a moment to breathe and float back down to earth.
“Ok,” she eventually breathes, sitting up and pushing me onto my back. “Your turn.”
Before I even have a chance to prepare myself for her, she descends, like she’s desperate to taste me. Her mouth sucks me in, taking the tip first, but quickly swallowing me whole, down into the depths of her open throat. I curse a muttered, “Oh fuck,” as she sucks me quicker, swirling her tongue around the head of my achingly hard cock. “Gonna come,” I grunt, after less than a minute of her lips being wrapped around me. It’s embarrassing how quickly she’s stolen every ounce of my control. “If you don’t want my come in your mouth Molly, you need to move, now.”
Her eyelashes bat against her rosy cheeks as she peers up at me. “I do,” she coos, “want your come in my mouth.”
“Oh shit, ok,” I grunt, eyes squeezing and hand palming the back of her head, as she takes me as deep as she can. The second I hit the back of her warm throat I'm gone, dead, buried, the whole lot. She swallows slowly, licking some of my come over her lips and looking me dead in the eyes, her eyelids hooded in that sexy way. I could come again just watching her swallow everything I gave her.
She makes her way up my thighs, prowling towards me like a lioness. “Are you going to fuck me now?” She says and I nod, throat bobbing. Why am I so nervous again? “Until I can’t walk?”
Oh fuck.
I nod eagerly, flipping her over so her spectacular body is wedged under mine. I can feel every inch of her honey skin, the warmth of her inner thighs as they come around my torso, hauling me closer. I suck at her neck, leaving a few purple swells, that will later remind me of how fucking lucky I’ve been tonight, to feel her perfect pussy wrapped around my cock. I stop at her entrance, waiting for her to stop me, but of course, she doesn’t. Molly yanks my face to her’s, sucking on my lips and gracing me with a hot sweep of her tongue as I push inside her.
Fucking hell she’s so tight, warm and beating around me, as I stroke deep inside her. She claws at my back muscles, manicured nails sinking into my skin and spurring me on. I keep a slow pace, being as gentle as I can, scared to be too rough and hurt her. I can feel her growing frustration though, when her thighs tighten around my waist and she tries to force me deeper inside her. I’m not giving her my whole length right now, not by a long shot.
“Fuck me like you mean it Kyle, I won’t break,” she snaps and I stop moving for a moment.
I look down at our joined bodies and my god, do I want to break her. “Are you sure? I won’t hold back if you don’t want me to.”
“God, please don’t hold back.”
I slam into her before she can inhale a breath and she screams out my name, before I plant a hand over her mouth, slamming into her a second time. Now I'm giving her all of me, every inch and watching her take it like a champ is causing the tingling orgasm to grow at the base of my spine again. Her sparkling eyes roll to the back of her head, as I slide deeper with each thrust, so deep she can probably feel me in her stomach. I take my hand off her mouth and she cries out my name, a wail following and her lips desperately find mine.
I watch her eyes flutter closed and her ankles come up around my neck, giving me even deeper access to her heavenly pussy. I want to hold onto my orgasm, make this last as long as possible. But with her legs draped over my shoulders, her bright eyes rolling back with pleasure and her pussy tightening around me, I don't think I can hold it back. The way she runs her fingers all over me, over the ridges of my stomach, admiring them as I fuck her, so hard she won’t remember her own name. I know that she’s coming again, this time all over my dick, when she bites down on my shoulder. Her thighs shake and suddenly a tsunami of her orgasm washes over me, as I fuck her as deep as I can.
I’m so drunk on this, on her.
I give up, after another whispered curse of my name leaves her lips and I explode inside her, holding her body so tightly to mine, I think I might snap her in half. Our damp bodies stick together whilst I lie on top of her, both of us catching our breath. I drop a few light kisses to her neck and jaw, before getting up. I immediately reach for her tissue box, dipping down to her aching pussy and cleaning up every last drop of mess that I made inside of her. I fucking ruined her and I loved every moment of it, I think she did too. She watches me intently, eyes bright and wistful as I wipe away the destruction I caused. Her eyes flicker with relief, the pent up sexual energy we’ve been bouncing off each other for weeks now finally released, and I know when I fall down beside her with a happy sigh, that we both feel lighter now.
“Wow,” Molly laughs with an airy breath, “that was a solid seven out of ten Davis, well done.”
I snort a laugh. “Seven out of ten my arse, that was the best fuck of both of our lives and you know it.”