Page 35 of Bleeding Hearts

She shakes her head while watching me with hungry eyes. “We’ve had this discussion before. I never wear them.”

My dick twitches behind my zipper, making me growl. “Lift your skirt and show me.”

The woman is a tease and does it at a torturously slow pace. Every fiber of my being is resisting the impulse to walk over and do it myself. As she collects the material using her fingers, I patiently wait and remove my shirt. Her bare thighs have me licking my lips. The thought of burying my head between her legs under that skirt is so tempting.

One day goals.

As I shove my shirt over my shoulders, Bethany pauses, her breathing growing faster. It’s good to know we’re both on the verge here. I’m pretty sure when I finally touch her, I won’t be able to slow down. This first time will be a fast, hard, rough fuck. I’ll take my time next round, but right now I need to claim her and make her feel a passion unlike any she’s known before.

“Focus. I’m curious to see how wet you are because of me.” As her hands lift the skirt over her hips, my fingers fumble with the snap of my jeans, unable to tear my gaze away from the sight of her throbbing clit and glistening cunt. “Jesus. Run a finger through your sexy pussy lips and gather your sweet honey. Show it to me before you suck it off your fingers.”

One thing I’ve learned about Bethany is she’s not shy. The woman is probably more experienced than I am. And I have no issue with that whatsoever. It means I don’t have to take things slow. We can skip the vanilla sex and go straight into the kinky stuff that in the past has taken time to build up to.

Biting her lip, she spreads her legs a little more, dragging her finger through her wet cunt, then dips it inside to her second knuckle before retreating. While she moves her finger around her clit, her eyes flutter, and a soft whimper escapes before she lifts her hand, giving me a peek. Pre-cum covers her finger. I lick my lips, anticipating getting a chance to taste it again soon. When I nod, she brings it to her lips, flicks her tongue out to clean it, and then sucks the finger into her mouth before slowly pulling back.

Fuck. Me.

“Focus, Nolan.” Playfully, she lets her hand wander back to her pussy. “Get your pants off so you can fuck me with that big, beautiful cock of yours.”

I’m like a teenage boy who can’t get out of his clothes fast enough that first time. Trying to multitask, I yank the zipper down while clumsily attempting to step out of my pants. I pause to remove my shoes first, ensuring I don’t accidentally trip myself before getting out of my jeans. Her giggles over my clumsiness provokes me to grab her wrist and move it aside, allowing me to fulfill my long-held desire to eat her out.

“Nolan,” she moans my name, her grip on my hair tightening with each tug. “Oh god.”

With a low, throaty growl, I teasingly bite her clit. “Not god. Just me.”

“More.” With a firm grip, she pushes my face into her, grinding her hips in a circular motion. “Yes. More.”

I love how she’s not afraid to give orders. My obedience to each one is a heartfelt expression of thanks.

I lick.

She moans.

I suck.

She twitches.

I nip.

She explodes.

I savor.

“So sweet.” Before getting up, I leave a soft kiss on the inside of her leg. “Now let’s get these clothes off of you. I want to play with your tits while I fuck you.”

Bethany unbuttons her shirt and lets it fall open, revealing she’s not wearing a bra. When she starts to shove it over her shoulders, I stop her by capturing her wrist and placing my other hand on her back. “What?”

“Change of plans. I want you just like this.” My eyes devour every curve of her body, lingering on her smile. Her clothes are in disarray, exposing only the sexy parts. “You look so fucking naughty. I’ve had a few fantasies about this while watching you tending to your flowers. Thought about dragging you someplace hidden just so I could fuck you.”

Bending, I take her nipple into my mouth and suck hard. She moans and arches her back, making me suck harder. With just the right amount of pressure, I clamp down to get them to full points, eliciting a gasp from her.

Gasping for air, she forces out my name. “Nolan. Please. I need to feel you inside me.”

I drag her hips to the edge of the bed and line my cock up to her entrance. Eyes on her, I circle her clit, letting her coat the head, before dragging it back and pushing just the tip inside. The heat of her has my dick releasing out a long stream of pre-cum inside her. By the time I’m done, she’ll be so full, my cum will drip out of her, coating the bed with our mixed releases.

“You ready?” I yank her into my arms, her rapid heartbeat a drum against my chest. “This won’t be slow or easy. I’m going to fuck you hard. If you need me to take it slower I will, but?—”

Bethany digs her long, sharp nails into my arm, leaving crescent-shaped indentations. “Fuck me. Show me.”

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