Page 82 of Justice for Radar

She tasted sweet, like fucking sunshine and the ocean breeze and I lived for it.

“Oh,God,” she gasped and the rest of her breath left her on a shuddering sigh as I suckled lightly on her clit. She tried to rise up and I locked my arms over the tops of her thighs and wouldn’t let her up. She buried a hand in the top of my hair and clenched her fist and I was vaguely aware her other hand she moved over her body, massaging her own tits as she gave herself over wholly to the sensations sliding through her.

Mm, I lived for the small noises spilling from her throat, the way she shuddered in my grasp, the way she gasped and shivered and yipped and tried to jump.

It was so raw, sexy, and organic. Fuck, she was so hot and she didn’t even know it. She moved through life so meek and so beautiful and I didn’t understand how I was the first man to really see the wonder that was her worth. Like I didn’t know how to quantify this beautiful creature above me. It was like putting a value on something like starlight. She moved above me, sinuous, and I reached down to work at the front of my shorts to get my cock free because as soon as I made her come this way, I wanted her to ride me. I wanted to turn her the fuck on so much she let go and did whatever the fuck she wanted with me and I could tell that she was close.

She had this way about her, moving her hips a certain way, unbidden, just begging for that last little nudge with her body and without any thought. She wanted it, she wanted it so fucking bad and the only thing I wanted worse than her was for her to fucking have it and for me to be the one to give it to her. I teased her clit with my tongue and didn’t give up, even after it got tired I just kept pushin’ and I was rewarded by her crying out, bowing forward and her clawing at the sheets.

Fuck that was sexy, her body bowed low, arms outstretched, pussy practically completely in my mouth as she stretched and almost presented herself like a cat in fucking heat as she shuddered above me, her legs trembling her breath sawing in and out of her lungs as she tried to hold herself together while only flying apart that much more.

I loved, loved,loved, how I could make her fly apart and I loved it even more how it took another orgasm it seemed to put her back together.

“Fucking sit on my dick now, baby. I want to feel you.”

“What? Oh! Condom? I don’t want to get pregnant.”

I chuckled. “Okay, but I got snipped after Lucia was born,” I told her.

“Oh, inthatcase.” She reached behind me and grasped my dick and I groaned. She walked back on her knees and put me inside her andholy fuck…I know that fundamentally wearing a condom didn’t diminish the feelingthatmuch but the sheer just…fuckbeing inside her raw was special. Was next fucking level. The psychology behind how much it turned me on so powerful I almost nutted right then and there like a teenage boy inside a woman for the first time, condom or no.

She put her hands on my chest, and took me all the way to the root inside her and biting her bottom lip, eyes closed, looked every inch the sultry little vixen I knew she harbored deep down inside but was too afraid to let her out.

She was out now, by God, and I wanted her to own that shit. I was just about to lightly smack her thigh and order her to get moving, to take her pleasure, when she started to move all on her own with a slow, sinuous roll of her hips.

“Oh, fuck yes, baby,” I encouraged her. “Ride me. Just like that, you look so fucking beautiful.”

Oh, man she just did it for me. So hot, so tight, sowetand silky, silky smooth where she was wrapped around my cock that I almost couldn’t stand it.

“You ride me so good,” I whispered, losing my damn mind until it was the only thing I could say on fucking repeat. She looked down at me and I swear to God it was like she’d tapped her inner goddess. I half expected her to suddenly become luminous or to be bathed in a physical light that radiated from just behind her. She was fuckingangelic, and I saw wisps of light flicker at the edges of my vision with how hard I was trying to maintain control.

I was gonna come, and I didn’t want to. Not yet, not until she had hers.

“Again, baby. Come for me again,” I whispered, and I licked the pad of my thumb and delved it between us at the top of her sex. She cried out, throwing her head back as she picked up the pace, grinding on me, her body tight against mine, her pussy gripping me, I gritted my teeth, my spine tingling, my balls tightening, on the verge. So close, so very fucking close, until it hit me. She spasmed at the same time I did, both of us plummeting over that invisible edge, falling into space and time as our bodies took over and left our minds behind.

One. At once. At the same fucking time.

I don’t think I’d ever had that happen before.

Fuck, I liked it.

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Justice…

I lay over the top of him, panting, seeing stars, his cock buried deep inside of me and our bodies a mess between us as both of us panted, desperately trying to reclaim our breaths.

He had his arms around me, holding me tight, one hand in the back of my hair massaging my scalp as I blinked back overwhelmed tears that were threatening to leak out of the corners of my eyes. Not like I wascrying, per se… more like my eyes were involuntarily watering from such and intense and extreme orgasm.

“Fuck that was hot,” he growled between pants and all I could manage to muster in reply was a weak, far away sounding, “Mm-hm.”

“You good?” he asked, and I laughed a bit and found my voice.

“Oh, yeah.”

He kissed my shoulder, the side of my neck, and finally the underside of my jaw – just wherever he could reach as we both fought to regain our breath and urged our frantically beating hearts back into a more sedate pace.

“We need a shower,” he murmured. “And I need a change of clothes.”

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