Page 52 of Crash

I leave her mouth and continue kissing my way down her body. My lips soon find my way between those smooth thighs. The aroma of her desire fills my nostrils. Unable to hold off for another second, I lick her slick folds, sliding my tongue across her slit.

“Oh shit,” she says, as she pulls on my hair with both hands. “Lucas,” she says, her voice husky with desire.

I continue to lick and suck, covering her entire sex with my mouth. As much as I want her to come on my tongue, I want to feel my dick inside of her even more. After one more lick, I kiss my way up her body, capturing her mouth one more time, letting her taste herself on my tongue.

As soon as I open my mouth, she’s sucking my tongue, moaning into my mouth. She squirms underneath me as she caresses my back with her fingertips.

“I want you so much,” I say against her mouth. Her only response is to kiss me harder, holding my body closer to hers.

I can feel her wetness against my groin. She opens more, waiting for me to slide inside of her. Like a siren’s call, I find my way against her slit and slide right in.

She arches her back and calls my name as I slide all the way inside of her. She grinds against me, matching my thrusts, our lips never losing contact. I give her slow, deep thrusts. I pull almost completely out, only to plunge back in with one hard push of my pelvis.

“Lucas,” she says against my lips. “Condom, Lucas,” she pleads.

Lost in her warm flesh, I thrust a few more times before her words register.

“Oh, shit,” I say, pulling out and reaching into the nightstand to grab a condom. Once I’m sheathed, I slide back in, pumping in and out of her, losing myself in her silken folds.

She comes hard around my dick. She yells out my name and pulls on my hair so hard I know I’ll have bald spots, but I don’t stop fucking her. Feeling close, I pull out, not ready to be done yet. I put her on her side, lift her leg and glide back inside, losing myself in her completely. I feel my balls start to tingle. I sink my teeth into her shoulder before I detonate inside of her.

“Mmhmm,” she says. I slow down and count to ten before losing it completely. As her wet little mouth swallows my dick completely, I let out a loud moan against her wet pussy.

She’s hanging upside down on my body, her pussy on my face and my dick in her mouth. Her pussy is drenched, and I know she’s close. I’m about to explode, but I need her to go first. I increase the pressure on her clit and bite down on it gently. That did the trick because she gyrates, pressing her core so hard on my face, she squishes my nose. She squirts on my face, her juices going into my mouth.

Her sweet juices fuel my own release. I let out a loud grunt against her pussy as I come in her mouth. I try to pull out, but she holds me between her warm lips, licking and swallowing every drop of my release.

“Oh my god,” she whispers as she climbs back on top of me. I open my arms and engulf her against my frame, and she sticks her head in the crook of my neck, running her tongue against my hot skin. “That was amazing,” she sighs.

I kiss the top of her forehead. I guess she’s unsatisfied with simply laying on my side because she climbs on top of me instead. She’s small, but her body gives off so much heat. Feeling her hard nipples against my chest, I lay a large palm across her ass and pull her to me even more.

“Maybe we should get some sleep,” I say. Since we got back from the party, we’ve been insatiable. When we ran out of condoms, I promised her I’d pull out, but she suggested oral instead.

“Sleep is overrated,” she says, breathless, but I can tell she’s tired. She sighs again and closes her eyes.

CHAPTER 29

LUKE

Me: I’m taking you shopping for a dress after this luncheon. Eat fast.

I send her a gif of Homer Simpson shoveling food in his mouth. She responds exactly as I predicted she would.

Vivi: Are you asking or telling? And what do I need a dress for?

She follows her text with the shrugging emoji.

Me: My parents’ Xmas party. Definitely telling.

Vivi: Not going, so no shopping necessary. If I were going, I would not need a dress. Isn’t it casual?

Me: You’re going, and you look good in dresses. Be ready.

Vivi: See my last text message.

Luke: See mine.

I end the message with a kiss blowing emoji, and she responds with an angry face.

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