Page 42 of Another Postcard

Once she agreed, I stood and removed my jeans, mindful of my throbbing dick. Her eyes ran hungrily over me the way I’d done to her. When her perusal landed on my cock, she licked her lips and I groaned. I was fucking dying to feel that tongue on me. I’d planned to go right to eating her, but she’d blown that to hell with her little pink tongue. I got back on the bed, my knees on either side of her and stroked myself a couple of times. She wet her lips again. “Have you given a blow job before?” She shook her head. “Do you want my cock in your mouth, baby?” Her brown eyes flicked up to mine then back down to stare at my member.

“Yes,” she whispered, almost shyly. I moved up until my legs were caging her in and put a hand down to run it through her hair before tucking it behind her ear. Then I traced her lips and groaned when she licked the pad of my finger. “Open,” I commanded and she dutifully parted her lips. Hovering over her, I took hold of my cock and ran the tip across each lip, leaving it shiny with my pre-cum. Then I slowly fed my shaft into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth. “Fuck,” I gritted out, tensing from the pleasure and the pain of holding off my orgasm. “Lick the tip.” She ran her tongue around it a couple of times, then flattened it against my slit, moaning from the taste when she removed it. “Fuck, that’s good, baby. Now suck it, just the tip, oh fuck!” I breathed deep, trying to keep from thrusting into her mouth and coming down her throat. “Deeper now, baby,” I instructed as I worked my way in the way I had with her virgin pussy. Feeding her a little more each time I pulled back. The girth of my cock filled her entire mouth and she sucked in air through her nose, her chest rising and falling rapidly. I finally bumped the back of her throat and her gag reflex started to kick in so I backed up to give her a break.

“Relax your jaw, baby. Good girl, I’m going all the way in again, ready?” She took a deep breath and nodded. This time, when my tip touched her throat, she was a little more prepared and she swallowed unexpectedly. “Oh fuck!” I shouted, almost blowing at that moment. At the last second, I reined it in. But, I couldn’t stop my hips from moving, thrusting gently into her mouth. “Suck, baby,” I begged. “Suck it hard, then swallow again. Fuck, yeah!” She dove into it with gusto and soon I was fucking her mouth, barely conscious of anything but the feel of her lips and tongue around my dick. “I knew your mouth would feel like heaven. It’s almost as good at milking my cock as your tight pussy.” I was reaching my limit, my spine tingling and my balls drawing up. I had just enough sense left to pause and drop my gaze to hers. “I’m gonna come. Do you want me to pull out?” She thought about it for what felt like a fucking eternity, then she shook her head and I was flooded with excitement, dying to come down her throat.

She sucked like a fucking champ and it wasn’t long before I shouted with my release as hot cum poured out. She swallowed every fucking drop and when I pulled out, she licked it clean. “Fuck, Brooklynn,” I panted. “I don’t know if I could go through that again.” Her face fell, misunderstanding me. “Baby, that was the best fucking head I’ve ever had. So fucking good you almost killed me.”

“Really?” she grinned, turning cocky. “Are you going to let me go now?”

“Not a chance,” I growled. “My turn. And don’t think that got you out of your punishment for being a tease.”

Her lips turned down in a ridiculously cute pout, but her chocolate orbs sparkled.

Settling myself between her legs, I used one hand to hold her pussy lips open while my mouth and fingers drove her to the brink, then let her orgasm ebb away before building her up again. It was hot as fuck, especially when she started writhing uncontrollably, begging me to let her come.

“Levi, please, I can’t take anymore!” she yelled.

“Have you learned your lesson?” I asked around a mouth full of her pussy.

“Yes! Whatever I did, I’ll stop, just let me come!” I chuckled at the idea that I’d driven her so crazy, she’d forgotten all about why I was doing this to her. The next time I took her to the peak, I moved up and swiftly drove my still hard cock inside her until I was buried balls deep. She screamed and I began to slam into her as deep as possible, hard and fast. She exploded with my name ripping from her lips. The second her walls clamped down in orgasm, I lost my shit and shouted my release, still pumping my hips while I emptied myself inside her. “Brooklynn, holy shit! Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking tight! Fuck!”

We spent the majority of the day in bed, only coming up for air to get some sustenance. When the sun started to go down, we finally emerged from our little love cave. It was still a little chilly to us, not being used to the different climate of spring in the Northwest, so I built a fire and we cuddled up on the couch in front of it. The fireplace was the only obstruction in an otherwise completely clear wall of glass. It looked out over a lake and the setting sun reflected a beautiful kaleidoscope of colors on the water. I had one leg stretched out on the couch and the other on the floor, and Brooklynn was lying in between them, her back resting against my chest. I held her close with my arm banded around her, resting just below her tits, my other hand running my fingers through her long, straight black strands.

The quiet was peaceful and we didn’t feel a need to fill the silence, comfortable to just be together. But, something had been on my mind and as much as I didn’t want to break the serenity of the moment, I wanted it settled so the weight was lifted from my shoulders.

“Baby?”

“Hmmm?” She sounded content and drowsy, sexy as hell.

“Turn around and look at me, sweetheart, I need to talk to you.” I didn’t mean for my tone to sound so serious, but I was suddenly incredibly nervous. She sat up and rotated to face me, her expression worried.

“Is something wrong?”

I smiled tenderly and pushed her hair back behind her before caressing her cheek. “Not really, actually, there is one thing that is very, very right.”

She smiled back at me tentatively. “What’s right?”

Cupping her face, I got lost in the intoxicating allure of her deep chocolate eyes. “Us,” I mumbled. “We’re very right.”

Her shoulders sagged and her smile brightened. “I think so too.”

“Do you?” She nodded. “Do you also feel like you love me?” Brooklynn’s eyes widened to saucers and she fidgeted nervously.

“Brooklynn?”

“Um.” My heart started to sink only to take flight when she said, “Yes. I love you. So much.”

“Thank fuck,” I breathed, hugging her tightly. “I love you too, baby. More than anything. I love you.”

We kissed fervently, the confession freeing something inside of us, there was nothing left to hold back from each other. Still, there was one last thing that was keeping me from being utterly content. I separated our mouths and stared down at her. “I’m done hiding, Brooklynn,” I told her firmly. “I love you and I’m fucking tired of pretending you aren’t mine. I don’t want to avoid touching you, I want to hold your hand, to kiss you whenever I want.”

I prepared myself for her to argue but her eyes only brightened. “Okay. That’s done. We’re together and it’s time the whole fucking world knew it. I’m sick of girls drooling over my man. I love you and I want to make it very clear that you’re taken.”

“Baby, that was the hottest fucking speech I’ve ever heard.” I grinned before tackling her to her back on the couch and making love in the gleaming rays of twilight.

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Levi

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