Page 35 of Cougar Chronicles

“Damn.” He fisted his big hands in her hair and guided her back down on his cock.

The tiny spasms began in the back of her throat and spread along his whole length. She sucked in time with him, milking him, and letting his come trickle over her tongue. It tasted salty, bitter, but she didn’t care. To her, it was sweeter than fresh cream.

When his shaft relaxed, she released him and smiled. His eyes were closed and a sheen of sweat coated his handsome face. A drop meandered through his night beard, and she caught it with the tip of her finger. He opened his eyes and smiled at her.

“Wow.”

“Yeah, wow. Why didn’t you want me to do that?”

“I wanted to come inside you.”

“I hope you weren’t disappointed.”

“Are you kiddin’? It was amazing. I just didn’t want to leave you hangin’.”

“Who says I’ll be left hanging? I happen to know you’ve got more to give, cowboy.”

“Well, yeah, ma’am.” He tweaked a nipple. “I’m pretty sure I can pony up to the challenge.”

“I thought you might be able to.” She slid down his body and removed his boots, his socks, and his jeans which were still around his ankles.

“We’ve got one problem here, though,” he said.

“What’s that?”

“You’re wearing too many clothes.”

“Hmm.” She grasped his hands, pulled him into a stand, and sat down on the couch. His cock, at perfect mouth range, was already growing again. She grabbed the cheeks of his taut ass and kneaded them. He was so damned gorgeous. She cleared her throat. “I don’t really see the problem, Jack.”

He leaned down and gave her another soul-searing kiss. She sighed into his mouth as he slid her blouse and bra over her shoulders.

He stopped the kiss, nibbled on her lower lip, and trailed little pecks to her ear. “The problem, sugar, is that I want you naked. Naked, under me, wailing my name as I pound my hard cock into you.” He cupped her mound through her jeans. “Does that work for you?”

“God, yes.” Her breath came in rapid puffs as he fingered her swollen clit through the thick fabric. The textures, the wetness between her legs, everything worked to send her over the edge. She was near climax already.

“Jack…”

He continued his ministrations, now pressing little love bites to her sensitive neck. “Hmm?”

“God, Jack, I’m… I’m…”

She burst into flames.

“Coming, Jack. I’m fucking coming… Ah, God!”

The spasms ripped through her, her skin chilling, her pulse racing. When they finally slowed, she was panting against his gorgeous hair.

“See?” She took a shallow breath. “I knew you wouldn’t…leave me hanging.”

“Not in this lifetime.” He grinned. “And we’re not even close to finished yet.” In record time, he freed her of her shoes, jeans, and panties and sat down on the couch with her in his lap. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them.

“I’ve said this before, sugar, but your nipples are like candy.” He sucked on one and then the other.

Icy tingles danced across her flesh. His mouth was so sexy. His lips suckling her was a delicious sight. His cock pulsed under her. He was ready again.

Though it took great effort, she pulled her nipple from his mouth and slid downward. She could gaze at his sculpted chest forever. She lowered her mouth and kissed his chest, swirling her tongue first over one coppery nipple and then the other. She licked him and caressed him with her tongue.

“Nice, sugar.”

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