She jerks backward, understanding the implied warning in my touch.“Mmm, fuck, Shep,” she whines.
I kiss her, commanding and unyielding. “Hold still for me, baby girl. Just feel the pleasure I give you. You don’t need to chase it with your hips.”
“I’m trying,” she whimpers, heavy breaths cushioning her promise.“I swear.”
“Shh. If you make too much noise, I’ll have to stop.” I smack her clit again, this time with medium force. “You understand me?” Five more smacks, barely giving her a break between them.
“If you’re gonna keep doing that, I need something to bite or suck on, Shep.” Kri’s haunting eyes plead with me as much asher shaky voice does. “I can’t stay quiet. It’s so fucking good. I’m gonna cry.”
Giving her a slight reprieve, I dip my fingers into her panties and drag them along her slit. “You’re fucking drenched, baby girl. I can’t wait to slip my cock inside and feel your warm, wet, silky pussy swallow me whole.” I find her clit, rubbing vigorously the way she likes it.
With all her might, she presses her mouth shut, so determined to be my good girl and stay quiet. Fuckinglovewatching her unravel like this. This strong-willed powerhouse of a woman falling apart for me is a precious gift.
It hits me how right she was when she said my present was her agreeing to be my wife. I’ll tell her later.
Maybe.
If she’s a good girl.
I remove my smacking hand, and she gasps for breath.
Yeah. She’s most definitely the gift.
“Use one hand to hold your panties to the side for me.”
“Right or left?” she asks, her mouth quirked in a shit-eating grin.
“Right.”
Fumbling to comply, she keeps her left hand tightly wound around my shoulders. More than likely, she’s giving her quivering legs some assistance to keep her upright. Because my fucking fiancée is a needy, crumpled mess for me right now.
With her swollen pussy exposed to me and my hand nice and wet, I give her a tiny tap. Just to warm her back up.“Suck on my tongue while I smack your pussy until you come.”
And she fucking does. Launching forward, she latches onto my lips and sucks my tongue deep into her warm mouth.
My balls are so fucking primed they might as well be trembling like she is.
I smack her sweet little pussy again and again, softer and faster than earlier. Before I know it, she’s releasing my tongue, opting to nibble on my lip instead.
I’ll allow it since it’s hot as fuck.
From the pitch of her keens, I know when she’s at the precipice. As much as I wish I could talk her through this, I need her to keep quiet so my mouth is otherwise occupied.
She shatters for me, her thighs twitching and fingernails piercing the skin at the back of my neck. When she releases my lip from between her teeth, I dive in to cover her mouth with mine. I drink down every mewl, moan, and cry like a man dying of thirst.
Intoxicating woman.
Watching her come iseverythingI need in life.
My cock throbs, reminding me how badly I need a release of my own.
Minor correction. So witnessing her climaxandslipping inside her perfect body are the only two things I need.
She comes down from the clouds, and our eyes lock. Love passes through every fiber of the rope connecting us.
“Hey there, baby girl,” I rumble against her swollen lips.
Once she catches her breath, she smiles at me. Then she spins, exhaling with an exaggerated sigh.