Page 54 of Shot to the Hart

“Mav. I want this. I want you.” To accentuate her point, she pulls me down for another kiss, slow and languid, not hurried and rushed as our previous ones were. This one isn’t fleeting, this one is solidifying the potential we have here.

I work on getting her top off, pulling back from the kiss to take in her bare breasts. “Holy shit.” Two pink buds with bars through them stare back at me. Leaning down, I take one in my mouth, sucking and pulling while rolling the other between my fingers. She moans and arches her chest into my touch.

My free hand moves down her back finding the zipper, squeezing her ass cheeks and letting her skirt fall to the ground. I bend slightly to lift her by her thighs that instinctively wrap around my waist and gently lay her down.

She spreads her legs wider for me, letting me rest between them.

I slowly kiss my way down her body, stopping to nip and suck at all her sensitive areas. The juncture of her neck and shoulder, her nipples, around her belly button, the place where her hips and thighs meet, stopping to pull back and admire her pretty,pink, wet pussy. I swipe a finger through her wetness. “Is all of this for me baby?”

On a gasp she responds, “Yes, Mav.”

“I’m going to fuck you with my fingers and make you come on my tongue. Then you’re going to come on my cock. If you don’t like something, you tell me.” I say before diving back into her center with slow laps and circles at her clit.

“No-oh. Oh my God. This. This is good. Don’t stop Mav...”

She’s so wet and she tastes like heaven. I stick one finger in, slowly pumping in and out with the rhythm of my tongue. Her hand finds its way into my hair holding me in place. She’s taking what she wants from me.

I add another finger and feel her walls tighten around me. She's gasping and writhing. She’s right on the edge and I want to watch her unravel for me.

I find that spot inside her that I know will set her off and whisper into her, “Come for me baby.” She detonates, gasping my name, tightening around my fingers and riding out her orgasm.

Once her body begins to relax, I kiss my way back up her body.

She’s got that dazed, post orgasm smile on her face and I feel the need to kiss her again. This time when we do, her hand sneaks between us and she grabs my cock, slowly stroking while we take our time exploring each other's mouths.

“Need to be inside you,” I groan. “We need a condom.”

She immediately shakes her head, still stroking me slowly. “No, please. I don’t want anything between us, I have an IUD and I used a condom the last time I had sex, but I’m clean.”

“I am too, it’s been a really long time, but I am too.” I’ve barely gotten the words out before she lines me up with her entrance and I slowly start to push in.

“Relax for me baby, I’ll go slow but I’m dying here. You have to let me in.”

Once fully seated, I give her a minute to adjust to my size. I need to move, it’s killing me, but I don’t want to hurt her. I slowly start pumping my hips and when her breathing picks up and she's grasping at my arms, I begin to move faster.

The sounds of her gasps, my groans, our skin meeting is all that I need at this moment. I’m not going to last much longer but I want her to give me one more. Leaning back on my haunches, I move my thumb back to her clit.

“Mav, I can’t. I. . .It’s too much.” She gasps between my thrusts.

“You can. Just let go baby. You’re strangling my cock. It’s right there.” Applying a little more pressure, she comes undone on a scream of my name, writhing beneath me.

I pick up my pace, knowing I don’t have much longer. Leaning into her face and asking her, ”That’s my good girl. Whose are you, Kodi?”

She whimpers,”Yours.”

“That’s right baby.”Thrust.“You.”Thrust.“Are.”Thrust.“Mine.”

With one final thrust, I pull out at the last minute coming onto her stomach. Heading to the bathroom, I quickly clean myself up and grab a warm rag taking it back to Kodi.

She’s a vision laying in the middle of my bed, naked, eyes partially closed, that raven hair spread around her, chest rising and falling. Leaning over, I quickly clean her up, tossing the rag aside, turning off the lamp and joining her in bed.

She snuggles into me immediately, wrapping her leg around my waist, her small hand sprawling across my chest, head tucked into my shoulder. Kissing her forehead, I mumble, “Thank you. . .one question.”

She peers up at me in the dark, lit by moonlight, a small smile gracing her lips. I know she loves this little game we play. “One answer.”

“Will you stay with me tonight?”

“I’d like that.” She places a long, soft kiss on my lips before making herself comfortable in my side.

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