Page 111 of Mud

It was perfect, just like every other time.

And to think we were only getting started…

I was too exhausted to move for a moment, so Taland raised me up and put me on the bed gently, kissed my face, my closed eyes, my cheeks, and whispered, “Do you want to taste yourself, sweetness?”

I smiled and only nodded, knowing I couldn’t speak right now.

“I’m warning you, though. This stuff will get you addicted,” he said, and I heard how he licked his lips.

I grabbed his face in my hands, brought his lips to mine, and licked and sucked every bit of my juices that remained on his skin. He was right—I tasted really sweet. He said he knew since the second he saw me that I would taste exactly like this—hence why he’d started calling mesweetness.I’d lie if I said I didn’t love his dirty mind.

When I let go of his lips, he stood up near the bed and took his clothes off while he watched me, then ordered, “Get on your knees. Take that top and that skirt off.”

Like I said—when he spoke, I listened, so I was on my feet right away, pulling my shirt off, then undoing my skirt’s zipper to let it fall to the floor.

I got on my knees as he pushed his boxer shorts down to reveal his hard cock, and I shivered all over again. Not sure yet if that thing was made in heaven or hell, but I knew for a fact that it was made forme.

“Come closer,” Taland said, lifting one foot onto the bed. I dragged myself closer until my face was right in front of his cock, and I grabbed it in my hands. Thick and smooth and so damn delicious, my mouth watered when I kissed the pink tip.

Taland wrapped my hair around his hand like it was rope and watched with his breath held as I planted kisses all over his cock, then licked the length of him slowly, and finally took him in my mouth.

His moan vibrated through me when he thrust his hips in and held my head in place, until he touched the back of my throat. I gagged, and he absolutely loved the sound of it, so he kept himself there for a good moment before he moved back and allowed me to breathe again.

“Eyes up, sweetness,” he said breathlessly.

Our eyes locked, and to see the way he reacted to each movement of my hands and tongue and mouth was pure bliss. The first time I took him in my mouth, he taught me how to do it, what he liked, as I was clueless. Now, I knew perfectly well how to make him come within the minute. Tonight, I wanted this to last so I took my time. Sucking on his tip, I held his eyes and twisted my hand around the base of him, watching his lips part farther and farther, feeling his grip on my hair tighten. His moans were my favorite sound in the world after his chuckle, and I moved a little faster, took him in a little deeper until his precum coated my tongue.

Fuck, he was delicious—I couldn’t get enough.

“Pull down your bra and grab your tits,” he ordered, and I eagerly did. Playing with myself for him might be the sexiest thing I’ve ever done, just as sexy as when I was watching him jerking off to the sight of me. There was just something about it that I was addicted to.

I continued to suck him and play with my boobs until his eyes turned so bloodshot they looked completely red.

“I want you to come together with me,” he then said, pulling at my hair harder until my scalp burned. “Touch yourself, sweetness. Put those fingers in yourpussy.”

I cried out with his cock in my mouth, and he growled as the sound vibrated throughout him. I did as he asked, spread my legs wider apart and jutted my ass out to give him a better view, and I touched myself with a new urgency because I wanted to come together with him, too.

We did.

We lasted for only another minute, but seeing the pleasure we brought each other, hearing each other’s moans, and keeping our eyes locked was magic—there was no way we could keep from surrendering to the feeling all the way. He came in my mouth and I swallowed every drop of his cum, and I came on my fingers, imagining they were his.

By the time he grabbed me in his arms and lay me down on the bed again, my limbs were made of jelly, my eyes half closed, and a big lazy smile stretched on my face.

“Goddess, you’re perfect,” he muttered against my lips with a chuckle that warmed me to my toes, even in the half-asleep state I was in. He proceeded to kiss every inch of my face, lay down beside me and wrapped me up in his arms, and he let me rest there for a whole ten minutes, maybe more.

Then Taland said, “Ready for round two?”

Hell, yes, I was ready, but all I was able to give him was a moan. That’s all he really needed, anyway.

Again, he chuckled.

“Don’t worry, baby. All you gotta do is lay down and take it. You’re so good at that,” he whispered in my ear, and his words poured heat between my legs.Yes, yes, absolutely—I can take it.I was really, really good at that, indeed, and I was no longer ashamed to admit it.

Taland moved me, grabbed me by the hips and flipped me over on the bed so that I was lying on my stomach. He lay on top of me, on my back, and he began to touch meeverywhere, bite my cheek and chin, run his hands down my body, press his hips onto my ass. I felt his cock getting harder by the second.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered and slipped his hand under me, lower and lower until his fingertips reached my clit. My screams came out muffled as half my face was against the mattress. I spread my legs as far as I could, and continued to move in rhythm with his fingers, until I was fired up and about ready to come in another couple minutes if he kept going

He didn’t, though. His cock was hard, pressing against my ass, and the more I moved, the louder he growled and the harder he bit me. Then he let go of my pussy, grabbed himself in his hands and brought his tip to my entrance, teasing me slowly.

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