Page 57 of Sing Your Heart Out

I hope she always look at me that way.

I stand up, stripping my pants off, leaving me totally nude. The fact that her eyes widened at the sight of me like this made me smirk, just a little.

“You want to know how to please me?” I say, grasping my cock.

“Yes,” she says breathlessly.

“Suck my cock,” I say. “Suck it like you mean it.”

She sits up on the bed and scoots down to the end, kissing my stomach. She grips my back, her nails biting into my skin as she kisses her way lower.

I move back a step as she slides to the floor, her mouth leaving a hot trail down my body. She kisses the thick V of muscle at my hips, then grasps my cock and gives it an experimental pump.

I grit my teeth and let out a low hiss. She pauses, looking up at me. She is perfect like that, a beautiful long haired angel on her knees.

“Keep going,” I urge, tangling my hand in her hair and wrapping it around my fist.

Painstakingly slowly, she tongues the very tip of my cock. I moan at the sensation, her tongue like hot velvet again my sensitive skin. She shifts and opens her mouth. I sigh as I sink into her mouth, marveling at the gift she’s giving me, the image of her pouty pink lips swallowing my cock.

That image is now burned into my brain forever.

When she begins to move, though… I have to work to keep my eyes open as she uses her lips, her tongue, and her hand in unison.

“Fuck!” I say. “God damn, Sarah. It’s too good.”

She moans and increases her pace. God, I could cum just from this.

Only I have something to prove to her. I want… no,need, to give her the best orgasm of her fucking life. Better than she would’ve had here in the bed alone. Better than she’d had the first time we were together, as hot as that had been.

Biting my lip, I pull her away. “I told you, Sarah. Your mouth is amazing, almost too good. But I want more than that tonight.”

“You talk a good game…” she says, teasing.

I chuckle. I help her to her feet and then kiss her. She tastes musky, like my cock. I tease her tongue with mine, tasting myself on her. I turn her around then push her onto the bed.

She cries out as she sprawls on the bed, her lush ass in the air. She turns over and sits up halfway, unintentionally thrusting her breasts out. I growl a little as I crawl on top of her, pushing her back down. I kiss her again as I wrestle her hands up above her head, then kiss her neck.

She moans when I suck on the spot where her neck meets her shoulder, almost coming off the bed when I cup her breasts. I push her knees up and apart, kissing my way down her body.

I nuzzle her lower lips, admiring the way they glistened. The thought thatI’ddone that, excited her that much, gotten her so ready for me…. I spread her with two fingers and lick my lips.

“I…” she protests weakly as I go straight for her clit, teasing it with slow licks. “Smith, god damn it!”

She tastes so good. I have to savor it though, because she pulls my head up, forcing my body to follow.

She kisses me vigorously, pulling me down to her. I groan softly as my cock brushes up against her pussy, hot and willing.

“Do you have protection?” she whispered, flexing her hips against mine. “Because I’m still too hormonal to take the pill so soon after having our son… And I am not ready to get pregnant again so soon…”

I like the idea of her pregnant, of her round body carrying our baby. But I don’t tell her that. That’s a conversation for another time.

“One second…” I say, withdrawing. I grab my trousers, searching, and I am rewarded with a telltale crinkle.

I pull the condom out and roll it on with deft fingers. I return to her, grasping my cock and pressing the head flush to her entrance. When I push in, feeling the warm heat of her body, she cries out.

“God, yes,” I mutter. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”

Even with the condom between us, she feels like fucking heaven. I pause for a moment, letting her adjust to my size. It seems she is impatient though, because she bucks her hips.

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