I flatten my tongue against her and lick her from front to back. She squirms and moans loudly again.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Mm.” Kendall wiggles her pussy on my mouth in response.
My thumbs part her and I dip my tongue deep inside her until my face is smothered by her pussy. She’s the sweetest thing I’ve tasted, and I never want to leave. Her legs quiver around my face and the walls of her pussy clamp around my tongue.
I pull out and insert one finger, then a second as I tug at her clit.
“Nash.” She leans back and rests her hands on my thighs as she grinds into me. Her hair brushes against my cock and I could come just from the simple touch.
“Come, Kendall.”
“I need you inside me.”
“Then come. Fucking come so I can fuck you.”
Her knees clamp my head in a vice so fucking tight I’m pretty sure she’s changed the shape of it, and I don’t fucking care. The orgasm rips through her and she strains as she tries not to be too loud.
Before she’s come all the way down from her orgasm, I flip her on her back, grab the condom from the bedside table, and sheath myself.
“Last chance, Kendall. You sure?” I ask as I hover over her.
“Are you kidding me right now?” She hooks her ankles around my hips and pulls me into her. “Wreck me, Nash.”
And damn if I don’t. I slam into her hard and fast. Kendall arches back, her bare neck stretches, tempting me like a vampire. Her pussy is tight around my cock, and I’m worried I hurt her going so fast.
It’s been a while for her, and I should go slower. Even with the two orgasms and her wet as the fucking Atlantic, I don’t want to literally destroy her. Do I want her sore and to think of me as she walks funny for the next few days? Hell yeah.
Do I want her to be in pain? No.
“Move, Nash. Fucking move.”
I pull out of her and sit back on my heels. “Shit. I’m sorry, Kendall. I didn’t mean to—”
“What are you doing?” She reaches for me with her hands and pulls me with her heels.
“You told me to move.”
“Moveinme. I need youinme Nash. I didn’t take you for a tease.”
This woman. She’s going to be the death of me. I line my cock up with her pussy, and this time I enter her slowly. I catch her moans with my mouth and pump my hips languidly, enjoying the tortured look on her face.
She opens her eyes and glares at me. “You’re evil.”
“Mm.” I swivel my hips, my cock hitting the walls of her pussy. “Do you want me to stop?”
“I want you to wreck me. Or can your—” I slide almost all the way out of her then ram her, hard. “Little—” Again, I slide out, then slam my cock to the back of her pussy. “Pee pee—” Slow slide. Hard ram. “Not.” Slower slide. Hardest fucking ram so her head hits the headboard. “Perform?”
Having enough of her beautiful, smart mouth, I pull out faster this time and flip her body over. I curl my arm around her waist and haul her up on her knees, then ram into her from behind.
“Hold on.” I lift one of her hands to the headboard and keep my other arm wrapped around her as I pound into her over and over again.
When I feel the walls of her pussy quiver, I strum her clit with my fingers.
“God, Nash. I can’t. I can’t. I’m going to—”
I work my fingers back and forth against her clit until she explodes around my cock, milking me fucking dry as I release harder and faster than I ever have before.