Page 49 of On the Line

I massage her ass while my tongue circles her tight hole. Her quickening breaths spur me on. I ignore my raging hard-on, edging myself as much as I crave to edge James. Desperate to see my teeth marks on her tender flesh, I bite the soft skin of her ass as if taking a bite of the ripest apple. She hisses, then mewls but doesn’t pull away.

Greedily, I continue. Hardening my tongue, I push it into her asshole, just enough to breach the tight muscle. Her moans are devious, devilish, and I need more. So much fucking more.

“I’m fuckingweakfor your taste, baby,” I say afterpulling back and sitting on my heels. My hand to her pussy finds her soaking wet, two fingers pushing into her. “I’ll have devoured every part of you by the time I’m done,” I say.

“Yes, yes,yes.” Her voice aches with need, my fingers still pumping in and out, the sound of her desire evidence enough. “Fuck me,” she pleads, followed by a desperate little whine. “Please.”

She gives me tunnel vision.

The very thought of her sends me spiraling.

James. James. James.

I turn as desperate as the sound of her voice.

Reaching over to the bedside table, I open the drawer and grab a condom. With a click of my tongue, I say, “I’m not just going to fuck you, baby.” Ripping the wrapper open, I roll the condom over my cock. “I’m going to make you forget any other man exists.”

The look she gives me from over her shoulder is so full of heat that it burns permanently into my mind. I smooth my palm up her arched back, fisting her hair at the nape. Her mouth falls open on a gasp and I lean down, licking her neck, my teeth catching her earlobe. I slide the tip of my cock over her pussy, slick with her arousal, and start to slowly push in.

“Relax for me baby,” I groan. “Let me in.”

“Slow down, Ozzy … so big,” she says breathlessly, sounding a little bewildered. “I need more time.” Still, I feel her try to push into me.

I let out a small hush. “I thought you were my bad girl,” I rasp. “I have to move, you feel too fucking good.” Desperation tinting my words, I caress a hand up her thigh and over her ass. “I know you can take it.”

Straightening back up, I look at where we meet, herpussy stretching wide around my cock. I’ve never seen something so fucking erotic in my entire life. I dig my fingers into her plump ass, one thumb putting pressure on her asshole but I don’t push all the way in.

When I sink another inch into her tight cunt, the pleasure is damn near excruciating, and the last threads of my self-control are fraying. I’m like a tightrope threatening to snap in two.

She feels too good. Too fucking right.

“That’s it,” I coo. “Just like that.God, you feel so good, James. So fucking perfect.”

I give her ass a hard slap, and she moans loudly just like I hoped she would.

I feel her reach down to play with her clit, her fingers intermittently slipping down to stroke the base of my cock, my balls tightening at the sensation.

Normally, I’d give it a few more pushes to adjust but I can’t help but bottom out. Immediately, I pull back out to the tip and slam back in, this time in one hard thrust.

When my name tumbles out of James’ lips, I almost come on the spot. It’s a pure kind of bliss, a kind that only exists when her moans fill the space between us and I’m balls-deep in the prettiest fucking pussy I’ve ever fucking seen.

James’ voice rises thrust after hard thrust. Until she’s almost babbling, her fingers still stroking her clit. “I’m coming,” she whimpers, her voice sensual, her tone like honey. “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop.” Her words are dripping in need as I piston into her, skin slapping on skin. I’m so fucking close myself, but will myself to stay on the edge as James topples over it. Her pussy squeezes around me as she comes with one long moan.

As soon as James relaxes around me, I pull out. “Get onyour back, baby. I want you to watch while I paint your skin with my cum.”

Ripping the condom off, I throw it somewhere in the room, not caring where it lands. Now facing me, her cheeks and chest are flushed, pink hair disheveled, looking thoroughly fucked—and she looks more beautiful than ever.

Her eyes are hooded but intent as she studies me and it only takes a few more pumps into my fist before thick white ropes of cum land on her stomach, my orgasm slamming into me. The pleasure of having James under my touch is so powerful I nearly double over.

“Fuck James,” I say in awe, my fingers spreading my cum all over her stomach as if I’m trying to push it into her skin, needing for her to have a piece of me living inside of her. “You’re so beautiful it hurts.”

She laughs almost shyly and my eyes find hers. “Don’t get shy on me now, sweetheart.” Needing to hear her laugh again, I add, “Not after I’ve literally eaten your ass.”

“Ozzy!” she shrieks, slapping both of her hands on her face. “Why do you always have to be so crude.”

I bark a laugh, squeezing her thigh and giving it a soft tap. “Because then I can watch you squirm. Win, win if you ask me.” Jumping out of bed, I add, “Wait here. Don’t move.”

I pin her with a stare to show that I’m serious, and she nods, her expression playful. Running out of the room stark naked, I dampen a hand towel with warm water and bring it back to the room. “Let me clean you up.”

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