Page 18 of Penn

I lap up her tits for as long as I can bear it before the urge to bite into them becomes too much. And then I descend.

Down, down her tummy and over her smooth mound, I find that pretty clit. I flick softly with my tongue, then harder, letting her moans and whimpers guide my pressure and speed. I could devour this sweet little pussy all goddamn day and night. I reach down to stroke a morsel of release from my demanding cock but it only worsens the craving.

I need to be inside my womannow.

“Mmmmm,” I lick my lips, a wet smirk on my face. “I fucking love your pussy,” I tell her, making my way back up. “Can I fuck you now?” I whisper in her ear.

“God, yes.”

I tense, suddenly realizing all too late, “I don’t have a condom. I’m sorry. If you don’t want to—”

“I do want to.” She pulls me down on top of her. “I’m clean. I mean, I’m practically celibate. I haven’t had sex in—”

I let my mouth drop down onto hers for a fast, interrupting kiss. “We can address the specifics later. I’m practically celibatetoo, hence no condoms. And I’d never suggest it if I weren’t also clean.”

“I know.” She smiles adoringly up at me, her eyes glistening. “Fuck me, Penn. I need you inside me.”

And so I ease gently into her, her walls opening for me and then clamping down hard around my shaft. Godddd she feels incredible. So warm. So tight. Her eyes double in size when I push in deeper.

“Am I hurting you, baby?”

“No. Yes. It feels amazing. Please don’t stop.”

Gliding back out, I claim her mouth, going for broke as I thrust back in, swallowing her gasp. Her pussy grinds up against my thrusts, her warm wetness greeting my cock with every invasion into her snatch. Inviting me deeper. Bringing me home. Filling her to the hilt. I know it without a shadow of a doubt, this pussy was fucking made for my cock.

We find a rhythm. Her body splayed out before me, her eyes on mine. I’m instantly addicted. I could make love to her day and night and still want more. Fuck.Fuck.

“Harder,” she begs, in a throaty whisper that almost sends me coming inside her right then.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Hearth.”

“Fuck me, Penn. Harder.”

“Christ,” I growl out, railing into her at her command.

“Yes. Oh my god,” she pants, then makes an unintelligible sound as her hot, wet walls contract around me. “Penn, I’m coming…”

Her pussy is a chokehold on my cock, her luscious mouth hinged open, the sounds of her pleasure music to my ears.

Hearth’s orgasm sends me spiraling. Fuck, oh fuck, she feels so insanely good. Heat pummels the base of my spine and I pump into her even harder, my movements and breath becoming erratic as my balls twist up tight right before comingdeep inside of her, and my body is left trembling and weak with the force of my release.

My mind is fucking blown. Like I’m not even in this realm anymore. I look into her eyes. It’s more than just physical pleasure pulsing in and out and through me as we both bask in the afterglow of coming. It’s meaningful, deep connectedness. Something carnal and pure, in equal measure. Something shared. Something ours.

My depleted cock rests inside of her warmth for a while, as I just gaze down at her. That face of an angel; the colorful necklace resting against her collarbone; those gorgeous, delectable breasts. It eventually slips out, and I collapse beside her in a heap. Immediately she rolls over to nestle against me. I draw her in close, our racing hearts slowing all the way down to normal.

The words I’ve been aching to say all night come tumbling out. “I love you, Hearth.”

It rocks my fucking world when she says them right back. “I love you. Oh my god, Penn. I so love you too.”

“Are we both a little crazy?” I chuckle, a bit drunkenly, though I’m completely sobered up by now.

“Maybe, but I’m totally okay with being a little crazy together.”

“I’m more than okay with it, baby. I love it.”

“I love it, too. I love you,” she whispers the words again.

With the goofiest damn smile on my face, I kiss the woman I love, over and over, and I hold her in my arms where she belongs.

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