Page 26 of Prospecting

“No,” she said. “I want it to be natural.” Before he answered, she licked the tip of his cock, felt him stiffen, and sunk down deep on him.

“Sheridan,” he moaned her name. She knew this moan, knew it wouldn’t take long for him to climax.

Rising, she said, “Let me do what I want.” She rubbed his balls, licked the tip of his cock.

“Have your way with me,” he said, his voice husky with need.

She explored, did more than the up and down. She licked along the outside of his cock, didn’t take him in but sucked along the edge of him. She paused before taking his balls into her mouth. Hearing his strangled bluster gave her confidence to keep going. She liked sucking his balls. Nothing choked her. She felt his cock throbbing in her hands. She ran her hands up and down his cock while she enjoyed sucking on his balls. She saw him bring his hands down, clench them to keep from holding her in place. She sucked around the base of his shaft, bit him gently.

“Oh my,” he mumbled.

“Do you want more,” she asked. “I want to give you more.”

“Yes,” he said desperate for her mouth to be on him, around him.

Biting, sucking she worked her way up the long shaft. Her hands cupped his balls, caressed them. Heard his choked moan, knew he struggled to control his climax. “Don’t fight,” she said. “Spew for me.”

“All over you,” he asked.

“Us,” she said. “Please.”

“Suck my balls again,” he ordered.

She smiled, returned to sucking his balls. Her hands rubbed up and down, squeezed hard as she sucked in his balls. Gently, she used her teeth on him and he spurted, convulsed under her hands. She watched the white fluid spurt out of him, stream out of him as she used her teeth again. She rubbed the tip, wiped away his semen again and again. It got in her hair, on her shoulders, on his chest. She started licking. Swiped her tongue around his nipples and went lower to lick up his juices.

“Sheridan,” he growled in the tone she knew was arousal not annoyance. She kept licking him. She returned to the top of his cock, opened her mouth to take him in. Their eyes met, his with a question, and hers with determination. She kept her eyes on his as she lowered her mouth onto his cock. Down she went, sucked hard, licked up his semen and enjoyed the feel of him inside her.

“Sheridan,” he moaned her name, tried to hold still, to not to push into her. “I can’t…I don’t want you to... oh gods.”

She sucked hard enjoying the feel of him, his babbling, his inability to finish a sentence. She felt powerful. She felt in control. “Mine,” she said. “You climax in me.” She gave him a look which pinned him to his seat.

“Yes, Sheridan,” he murmured.

She slipped down the long length of him, cupped his balls, and sucked. She stayed down, feeling him throb in her mouth. Sliding up a little, she sunk back down. He gasped, moaned, pushed up even as he tried not to. She took his thrust, sucked him harder, wanted him to let go. She grabbed his balls and squeezed. He jetted into her mouth. She swallowed and kept swallowing until he was completely done. She continued to lick his cock, went up and down several times. His breath came in short gasps.

She went down the outside of his cock, biting him. His cock jerked with each bite. He jerked, moaned, and clenched his fists tighter. She took his balls in her mouth and bit them, ran her teeth over them.

“Sheridan,” he growled her name. Yanking her off his cock, he stood, pushed her against the wall. He demanded, “Tell me no now, or take it.”

“Take me,” she said surprised by his sudden action.

He slammed his cock into her channel. She climaxed with the ferocity of his action and complete penetration. She gasped as her body clenched his. His mouth took her breast, sucked, licked, bit. He marked her neck, her chest. She was his. His cock pummeled her channel. His need overrode all his cautions. He took. He gave her orgasms. He spewed into her over and over. His hands found her clit, rubbed, almost brutally he aroused her.

“Cade,” she gasped out his name over and over. Her moans drove him higher, made him more mindless. His body needed to satisfy her body, transport her to a place where he was her everything. She was all he thought of, joining his body to hers, connecting with her on a level so primal, so spiritual, so primitive, they knew only each other.

***

He held her tenderly. After the session in the shower, he’d washed them both, carried her to bed and slept. He woke only moments before and realized how brutal he must have been. Her breasts were covered with his marks. Her thighs, hips and bum bore his fingerprints.

“Stop worrying,” she said rolling into him.

“I’m sorry,” he said burying his head in her neck.

“For giving me so many orgasms I forgot my name,” she mumbled. “I think you’ve got this wrong, I should be thanking you.”

“Did I hurt you,” Cade said.

“No,” she said pulling his face out of her neck. “Cade, you gave me ample opportunity to tell you no.”

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