Page 110 of Wildest Dreams

And this time, I let him take the bottle from me.

My eyes flicker to the baby monitor that sits on the side, just wanting to make sure she was okay.

Lifting my hips, I move back slightly and wrap my fingers into the waist band of his shorts and tug them down his thick, toned legs, careful not to catch his cast.

Pulling my bottom lip into my mouth, I lower myself down between his legs.

“Baby, what are you doing?” he asks, but his words soon escape as a soft moan catches at the back of his throat when my tongue runs up from his balls to the tip of his cock and I smile as his dick bobs against his stomach.

Kissing down his thick length, my tongue flicks across his balls and he moans, neck craned, eyes on me as he watches as my tongue strokes him.

Dragging back to the swollen head of his cock, I curl my fingers around his length, pursing him on my bottom lip as I look at him through my lashes.

“Fuck, Dixie,” he rasps, head rolling back for just a moment. I am leant over him, ass in the air. “I am desperate to fuck you like that, your ass high as I pound your sweet cunt,” and his hips roll as I take him to the back of my throat. His fingers grip onto the bedsheet beneath his hot body, his muscles tense as I tease the head of his cock on the tip of my tongue.

His eyes are back on me as he watches me suck his dick, my cheeks hollow as I wriggle, trying to relieve the pressure that is building deep inside of me. One of my hands skates underneathmy body as I circle my clit. Rubbing the head of his cock on the inside of my cheek, I slip him from my mouth for just a moment as my eyes connect with his. I'm on my knees, rubbing my clit as I moan, my other hand still tightly wrapped around his cock.

His mouth is loose, hanging slightly, eyes hooded as he fights against his pleasure.

Slipping my hand from my clit, I roll my hardened nipple through my vest and lower my lips slightly so they're hovering just above his swollen head. I spit on his cock, rubbing my thumb over his sensitive tip before swallowing him down, fingers tight around the base of his dick as my mouth moves up and down his slippery cock.

“Shit,” his hand is in my hair, gripping at the root as he pulls me off him. Whimpering at the loss, he nods his head back for me to move closer to him. I crawl over his body, brushing the head of his dick against my clit as I do and his fingers dig into my cheeks as his tongue swipes past my lips.

“I am fucking feral for you,” he groans, his spare hand palming my ass cheek, lazily skating his fingers under my shorts as he pushes two fingers into my soaked cunt.

“Oh,” I moan, back arching as my hips begin to move. My eyes fall between my legs, I’m on all fours over his body and I am desperate to be fucked hard in this position. “How long till you can fuck me like this?” I moan as my pussy tightens around his fingers.

“Soon baby,” he hushes me, grabbing my chin, lifting my face to his and locking his lips with mine. Whimpering at the loss when his fingers finally slip from my dripping pussy he brings them to his mouth and pushes them between his cushioned lips as he licks them clean.

“So fucking good,” he groans.

“Let me taste you,” I whisper, trying to lower myself but his hand is on my face, cupping my cheek as he shakes his head from side to side.

“I need my cock inside of you, I am begging you,” he pants as my hips roll over his cock.

“You all needy baby?” I taunt and he growls.

“I am,” his voice is all shaky as my pussy rubs up and down his length.

He says nothing, his eyes watching as I bring him closer to his orgasm.

“What do you want Tripp?” I tease, not letting up.

“Let me fuck you, let me fill your pretty cunt with my cock. I need you Dixie...” he moans and I feel wetness coat my satin shorts and I know it's from him.

“Let me fuck you...”

“Please,” the beg in his voice has me hot and bothered.

“Such a good boy,” I praise him, lips on his as my hips still slip back and forth over his hard cock.

His greedy hands are on my hips, his fingers digging into my hot skin and I am desperate for him. Pulling away, his eyes burn into mine as I reach for the hem of my tank, lifting it over my head and his hands are on my skin, skating up my sternum and grabbing my full breasts, groping and kneading and I am grateful I pumped before I came down.

Reluctantly, I move, lifting from him and his hands reach for my hips, pulling me back down.

“You want me to ride you cowboy?” I let my tongue run across my top lip and he nods eagerly. “Then let me get my hat,” I wink, and he finally lifts his hands from me as I climb from the bed and grab my hat from the far end of the side unit. Slipping my fingers into my shorts, I slip them down, the whole time his hungry eyes on me. Kicking them off my feet, I climb back onto the bed and before I even get the chance to sit on his lap,his hands are on my ass, pushing me forward as he buries his tongue deep inside my pussy, tongue fucking me as his nose rubs against my needy clit.

“Tripp,” I pant, eyes rolling in the back of my head. With every thrust of his tongue and stroke against my clit, my orgasm is getting closer and I want to make a mess on his cock, not on his tongue. “I want to cum all over your big, thick, cock,” I moan as my hips roll.

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