Page 23 of Meant For Love

“Stop it right now.” She throws the covers off her, and all I can do is stare at her body as she gets on the bed on her knees. Her hair is wild after taking a shower and me pulling it. She’s got hickeys all over her body because I made sure I claimed every single fucking inch of her. From the top of her head to the tips of her toes, my mouth has been everywhere.

She reaches for me, and I think she’s going to kiss me, but instead, she snatches the phone from me. “Tell me it’s a joke, Nash,” Caine says.

“One second, let me see what I sent you.” I put the phone on speaker as I open my texts, seeing the top one to Caine. Opening it up, I see the picture in question. It’s when I let her mouth go and looked at the camera with my hand up over my head. I felt like I won at life at that moment. “It’s a nice picture.” I look over at her as she looks down and just shakes her head.

“Wait a second.” Caine’s voice gets loud. “Is this real?”

“Oh, it’s real,” I confirm.

At the same time, Zoey says, “It’s not real.”

“Would you stop saying that?” I look at her as she sits beside me.

“Oh my God,” Caine says, “have you two lost your minds?”

“I have to let you go,” I tell Caine. “The wife and I are about to have our first fight, which will be followed by makeup sex.” I wink at her, seeing her face go red, and I have to wonder if it’s from embarrassment or the fact she wants me to fuck her as much as I want to fuck her.

“Oh my God,” Zoey hisses at me, trying to grab the phone out of my hand at the same time my brother laughs. “Give me that phone.”

“Call me later,” Caine states right before he hangs up. I hold the phone higher in the air as she stretches her hand up to get it from me.

“Have I told you how fucking beautiful you are?” I ask her the minute she stops struggling with me to get the phone. I toss it to the side of the bed, not giving a shit if it falls or breaks. I put my knee on the bed, getting onto the bed with her, and the towel falls from my hips as I make my way closer to her, my cock ready for her. Crawling until I’m in front of her, I grab her face in my hands and bend to kiss her. My tongue slides into her mouth, and she puts her hands on my chest. I love when she does this because I want her to feel how my heart beats for her. I want her to feel what I feel. I move my hands from her face to the sides of her neck, and her hands slide lower on my chest.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” she mumbles when I let her lips go so I can bend and take one of her nipples in my mouth. Her back arches into my touch. “We really shouldn’t be doing this.”

“I don’t know about that,” I counter, moving from one nipple to the next. “I think we should do this again.” I bite down on her nipple, my eyes moving to watch hers as her eyes flutter closed. “And again.” I suck her nipple into my mouth, and at the same time, my hand comes up to pinch the other one. She moans out my name, and I swear it shoots right down to my cock like a lightning bolt. “And again.” I move back up to her mouth, my tongue coming out and licking her lower lip at the same time as her tongue comes out to touch mine. “Spread your legs for me, baby.”

She falls back on her back before she lays her feet down on the bed and opens her legs for me, exactly like I told her to. “That’s my good girl,” I praise, and her eyes get hooded when I say that. I crawl between her spread legs, putting my hands on the bed beside her arms. Her hands come to my face as I close the distance to her lips. I slide my tongue in her mouth at the same time as one of my hands holds my cock and runs it through her slit. Her wetness coats the head as I move down to her entrance and slide in.

She lets my mouth go to moan. “Yes,” she says as I move my cock in and out of her, her pussy tight and wet. Her tongue slides into my mouth as I continue to fuck her slower than I did the last time. She lifts her legs, putting her feet right at the base of my back to make me sink deeper into her. “Hmm.” She looks between us as my forehead touches hers.

“You watching me fucking you?” I ask, and she breathes out, not answering me. “Taking my cock like a good girl,” I tell her, and her hands go from my face to my arms to my back. My hips move faster as she gets tighter and tighter, the wetness leaking out of her. I have to concentrate so I don’t come before her, as that’s never an option. I slam into her hard as my balls slap her ass. “Are you going to come for me?” I ask, her eyes watching my cock slide out of her and then disappear again. “Come on my cock like a good girl, baby.” Her hips move to match my thrusts this time. “Show me how much you like when my cock fucks you,” I urge, pressing my chest to her as I slide my tongue into her mouth, and she sucks my tongue like she sucks my cock.

“I’ll come on your cock,” she barters, “if you come in my mouth.”

“Right down your throat,” I tell her, and she nods. Her pussy makes it hard for me to move now. “You’re really going to suck the cum out of me?”

“Yes, I want to suck the cum out of you,” she moans right before she closes her eyes. I feel wetness all around me as her pussy spasms, dripping down my balls as I slam into her over and over again. This orgasm lasts longer than the last one did, and I swear I can feel another one coming. “I think I’m there again.”

“Then ride it, baby,” I urge her, and she thrashes her head side to side.

“I don’t think I can,” she says. Instead of answering her, I just fuck her harder, throwing her leg over my shoulder so I can sink into her deeper. “Oh, God.” I close my eyes, trying not to come inside her, making her ride out her second orgasm. “Yes,” she cheers, her pussy not stopping the spasming as it strangles my cock. “Nash,” she says, and I groan. “Not in my pussy. I want it in my mouth.” We’ve been together less than twenty-four hours, and she knows the sounds I make when I’m close. “In my mouth.”

“Then you better get ready,” I warn, pulling out. Her legs fall to the sides, and she sits up at the same time as she swallows my cock. “Fuck,” I hiss. I don’t know which one I like coming in more, her pussy or her mouth. Her hand grips the bottom of my shaft as she fists me and sucks me at the same time. My hips fuck her mouth at the same pace I was fucking her pussy. She moans when I hit the back of her throat, and it vibrates through me, pushing me off the edge. I come in her mouth, right down her throat, and like most of the times before when I was in her mouth, she swallows everything I have to give her. Her hand slows down when I finish shooting in her mouth. She looks up at me as she pulls my cock from her mouth before licking the head like it’s a lollipop, the tip of her tongue sliding into my slit to take whatever cum is left in there. “Hmm,” I say right before I move away from her touch and see her sitting there, her legs open, her pussy glistening. “Time for me to eat breakfast,” I announce, and her eyes light up at the same time as they darken. “Lie back, baby, and let me eat,” I say right before she lies down and I devour her pussy.

Eleven

Zoey

I suck his cock into my mouth, then let it go before I spit on the head of it and crawl up, straddling him. I lean down and put one hand on his cheek as I bend to kiss him. I could kiss him every single fucking hour of every single fucking day. I don’t even need him to touch me, just kiss me, and I think I would be happy. He puts his hands on my hips before reaching between us to position his cock so I can sit on it. “Ride me, baby,” he invites between kisses as I move my hips up and down, getting him all the way inside me. Filling me like I’ve never been filled before. He literally fucked me not less than thirty minutes ago before he came down my throat. He then proceeded to eat my pussy like it was his last meal, taking me to the edge over and over again. Making the orgasm build inside me so hard that when he finally sucked my clit and rubbed my G-spot as he finger-fucked me, I think I saw fucking stars. I’ve never been with a man who draws it out. Usually, they just want to get it over with, but not fucking Nash. He savors it, makes it last so fucking long every single touch feels like he’s setting me on fire.

“That’s it,” he urges, his hands moving with my hips. I kiss him like it’s the last time I’m going to kiss him. The kiss is as wet as he’s making me. His hands move to my ass as I ride his cock, my forehead on his as I watch his eyes as I take him slowly. “That’s it, baby, take me.” I get up a bit on my hands as I move faster on him, my tits hanging near his mouth. “That’s my girl.” He sucks my nipple into his mouth as he moves to the other one. “Taking my cock the way she wants to take my cock.” Just his words make me wet. I move faster and faster, feeling it coming, which is impossible because I think I’ve had four orgasms in less than ten minutes. But the bottom of my stomach gets tight, and I can’t help but move faster, as if I’m chasing it as it tries to run away from me. When his hands stop moving my hips, I groan. “You were going too fast,” he informs me as his hands move from my hips to my tits and he plays with my nipples. “Enjoy the ride.”

“I was enjoying the ride,” I groan, moving my hips slowly, the feeling lingering, “I was almost at the end of the ride.”

“I know.” He smirks. “But you just got on.” I rotate my hips, his cock twitching inside me as I bend to kiss him again. The kiss is slow and less frantic than it was a couple of minutes ago, which makes me want to ride him harder than I did before. I suck his upper lip into my mouth. “Baby,” he murmurs, “I want you to sit on my cock.”

“I am.” I slide my tongue into his mouth again as I move my hips, looking into his eyes as I move again.

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