Page 31 of Mountain Daddy
And his fingers are back on my clit.
His lips suck my nipple.
His dick pushes into me.
And I combust.
An orgasm stronger than the one before it rolls through me.
I try to wrap my arms around Luther, but he’s leaning back. Out of my reach.
My body shudders.
He strums my clit again.
And just when it’s about to be too sensitive, his hands leave my body.
Luther pulls all the way out and shoves my legs down.
My strength gives out, and my legs drop.
“Push ’em together.” Luther crawls up my body, and I do as he says.
I push my breasts together.
His cock is slippery from being inside me, and it slides between my tits easily.
Luther groans. And I watch in awe as he moves above me.
His body is defined.
His muscles bunch and flex with every thrust.
I want to drag my nails through his chest hair.
I want to do so much with this man.
One night might not be enough.
I lift my eyes. And meet his.
He’s watching me.
He’s fucking my tits, watching me as I stare at his incredible body.
He holds my gaze and shoves his hips forward as far as they’ll go.
And I tip my head forward, lowering my chin to my chest and opening my mouth.
“Fuck,” he growls as he pushes his hips forward a little farther, and I close my lips around the head of his cock.
He reaches down and twines his fingers in my hair, close to the scalp.
The pressure is perfection.
“You want to swallow, Kendra Doll? Is that what you want?”
It’s been a long time since I’ve done this.
