Page 67 of Sheltered by the Lawman

Chapter 22

“I TRUST YOU, completely,” she said to him, shyly. She couldn’t take her eyes off his naked body. He was big—everywhere. His arms were huge, his stomach flat, and his erection so huge. “I want to touch you.”

He stood and she ran her hands down his smooth chest, down to his slender waist. She felt him tremble under her touch. “Does this feel good?”

“I love having your hands on me,” he said along with a long exhale of breath.

She continued to caress his body, rubbing his flat nipples, and her excitement rose. Lowering her mouth to his chest, she kissed his warm skin that smelled like leather and sandalwood, then kissed a path to one nipple and traced the nub with her tongue. He sucked in a breath and she smiled against him. She gave the other nipple the same attention.

“You’re driving me wild, sweetheart.”

Looking up at him, she asked, “Wild. I like that description.”

“I’m bat shit ready to shoot my wad. That’s what you do to me.”

Lowering more, she wrapped her fingers around his shaft, getting used to his wide girth and how warm his skin was to her touch. Kneeling before him, she guided his tip to her mouth and she circled her lips around him, drawing him deeper. His salty sweet goodness lathered the back of her tongue and she swallowed.

He exhaled a ragged breath and wove his fingers in her hair.

She moved her mouth slowly, then fast, and switched the speed, using her tongue to swipe the thick vein on the underside of his erection. She could have gone on for much longer, but he pulled her up and held her gaze. “What?” she asked in a quivering voice.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, but I’m too close. If I plan to do what I want to do, I need to stop you before I blow.” He picked her up, took her back to the bed and laid her down. He joined her and moved his hand down her body in a slow caress of exploration, sliding his fingers along her curves, stopping at her inner thighs. “You’re so wet. Warm. Your body is ready.”

She felt his touch on her slit and he spread her slightly, rubbing two fingers along her. She clutched the sheet and held on tight as pleasurable sensations rocked through her. Wanting to touch him too, she sat up and kissed his shoulder.

“I want you,” she whispered.

He took her hand and led it to his erection. “Touch me. Caress me,” he moaned.

Her hand was shaking as she wrapped her hand around his shaft, still moist from her mouth. Swiping her thumb over his tip, she wiped away a pearl of precum. “I think you’re a little excited.”

“Damn! More than a little. I’m ready to explode.”

She began to rub him faster. Within seconds she had him panting for breaths again. She needed to taste him again.

Lowering her head and working her mouth around his shaft, she used her tongue over the mushroom-shaped head, smoothing her lips down the fine ridges of his cock. She loved his taste, enjoyed pleasuring him and wanted to have him explode inside her mouth. Was that something that women normally wanted or was she different? She didn’t care. She knew what she wanted.

“Suck it, baby. Suck it harder,” he whispered.

Following his direction, she drew him deeper into her mouth until there was no room left and his tip touched her throat. He had an intoxicating taste. Sweet and salty. She sucked his fleshy head in and out of her mouth, using her tongue to polish the knob of his impressive erection. She had no clue she loved giving a blowjob this much. She licked him like her favorite ice cream cone, lavishing him with kisses, gently nibbling. How could something so hard be so soft? She explored him with her hands, scraping her nails down his thighs, smoothing her palms over his thighs, the prickly hair rasping her fingers. His muscles flexed, and he brought his hips up a little higher as he clutched a handful of her hair in his fist. Looking up at him while her mouth was full of his cock, she relished in his tense expression. His eyes were squeezed shut. He looked like he was riding the waves of ecstasy and just as he had said, she was still in the driver’s seat.

Cupping his balls, she was amazed at how tight they were. She jiggled them lightly, testing them. He groaned loudly.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he cried out.

She buried his manhood deep in her mouth, as far as she could, slurping him up. He began to pump rhythmically. Her hair was the reins as he rode her mouth. Her nipples tingled and her core pulsated with need. He froze and let out a long exhale about the same time he squirted his release into her throat. She swallowed it eagerly, taking all of him.

Sliding him out with a suction sound, she swiped the back of her hand across her mouth. “Mm.”

“My God, you turned me inside out,” he said with a tight voice.

Kissing her way up his stomach, his chest, and to his face, she smiled. “I enjoyed that.”

“I’m sure glad that you did because I certainly loved it.” He climbed onto the bed and dragged her along until they were lying together. His chest rose and fell deeply with each breath. “I’ll only need a few minutes,” he promised.

Monica started to lay back, but he caught her, kissing her fully on the lips. “Don’t move.” He came to his knees and kissed her, a devouring kiss that left her breathless. He nipped and kissed her lips, flirting with her and she felt like a beautiful, wanted woman. Their tongues met and dueled and before long his cock was back to life and hard again. He pressed her back onto the bed and lifted above her, looking down at her with a soul-searching stare. With a wired energy, he kissed her neck and lowered to take one nipple into his mouth, at the same time, he caressed her channel.

“I want to lick that sweet pussy until you scream my name, but I’m afraid that’s going to have to wait for now. I need to be inside of you.”

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