Page 188 of Only With You

He releases a throaty groan as he stares down at me and leans back on the couch, long legs lazily sprawled on either side of me. I swear this is what dreams are made of.

Holding my breasts together, I raise them on his shaft and slide them down. I repeat the motion, doing my best to add pressure and not squeeze my thighs. Then I hold still and lean forward, licking the seam of the tip, and circle my tongue around.

“You’re so fucking hot. Keep going,” he grits. His hips buck and I feel his cock pulse against my breasts, the crown dripping with more pre-cum. “I’m going to come…” he drawls, his breaths ragged and labored.

I move faster, my breasts bouncing with every glide, and I whimper as I pinch my nipples. My body is burning with the need to come. I feel it build in my core and how every shock becomes more fierce than the last.

“Open your mouth and stick your tongue out,” he demands gruffly. When I do, he releases himself on me. The spurts of cum land on my tongue, chin, and all over my breasts.

I stare in awe, watching the man who always does this to me crumble as he continues to come. His body shakes and choked breaths combined with moans echo in the room.

Dropping my hands from my breasts, I stare down at the mess all over me and now clench my thighs. We’ve done so many things, but this is different and I feel so hot and good. This is insane, right? Being turned on because I have his cum on me? It’s literally dripping down onto my thighs and all I can do is stare at it and become wetter.

Before I swallow, Landon wipes a single finger across my lips that are dotted in cum and inserts it in my mouth. I close my mouth around it and suck and swallow.

“You like that, don’t you? Being covered in my cum, swallowing it?”

My face burns and I slowly nod. But now I feel like I’ve been thrown into a volcano because he pulls out, then uses two fingersto gather some of the cum off my chest, forces me to stand, and slowly thrusts them inside of me.

“I swear to God you better not, but for whatever reason, if you forget who you belong to, remember this moment. Being covered in my cum, it down your throat, it inside your pussy, how your cunt is choking and sucking in my fingers, refusing to let go.”

I hold on to his shoulders, eyes rolling back as he finger fucks me. “Landon,” I moan, my head lolling. “I promise I won’t forget. I prom—ohhh…don’t stop. Like that…”

I grind on his hand, but he forces me to stop and I look at him. He pulls himself out of me, uses three fingers this time to gather more of the cum off my chest, and sinks to his knees. He grabs my leg and props my foot on the couch to give him more access to me.

“You look so goddamn beautiful covered in me.”

I watch in stupefaction as he inserts those cum-covered fingers inside me again. I clench around them as they stretch me. A gasp gets caught in the back of my throat once they’re buried as deep as he can get them. Slowly, he thrusts them in and out, but when he brings his face to my pussy and sucks my clit into his mouth, I lose all sense of reality.

“Ohhh, fuck, Landon,” I mewl, my fingers tangling through his hair, and I pull on it as his teeth graze the swollen nub and fingers fuck me relentlessly. Stars dance in my vision and I become drunk on him, my orgasm in the cusps of erupting. “I’m so close.” I whimper, almost crying out from the sensory overload.

He stops flicking my clit and lays his tongue flat on it. And instead of thrusting in and out of me, he keeps his fingers inside, but he faintly strokes me. I don’t know what it is about them slightly moving, but that has me losing my mind and I come.

My jaw drops and my cry gets suppressed by a high-pitched squeal. I fist his hair, grounding myself to his fingers and mouth as everything spasms out of control.

Everything is so heightened and sensitive, I can feel his tongue still teasing, flicking, and twirling on my clit despite how it convulses against him. And my walls pulse around his fingers, keeping them locked into place as waves of ecstasy keep rolling down my body.

Just when I think I’m done, another orgasm wracks through my body.

I whimper his name, my body trembling as everything shatters around me.

I’m not sure how much time passes or how long I stand here, but when I finally come back to my senses, my legs wobble and almost give out on me.

“Oh,” I breathe as he stands to his full height, hands on my waist, keeping me steady.

He grins, mouth and beard glistening with my cum. “You taste so bloody good.”

I bite my lip, staring down at his dick that’s fully erect again. “I want to ride you.”

“You sure?” He thickly swallows, eyeing my breasts still covered in him.

Nodding, I push him down on the couch, lift myself, and straddle him. I grab his shaft and align him to my entrance. We keep our eyes glued to where we’re going to connect, and when I sink down, the crown disappears inside of me. He groans and I moan.

I remove my hand and slowly sink all the way down until I’m completely sitting on him, and I feel his balls pressed to my ass.

“You’re so perfect. Every inch of you,” he says through clenched teeth and grabs my hips.

“I know.” I softly moan as I feel his dick twitch in me as I lean back a bit and lay my hands on his stomach. I lazily let them roam over his abs, feeling every ridge and indent, and slide them to his pecs.

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