Page 27 of Insta-Hubby
“Mmm,” she mewls, her hips gliding softly. “I like being a dirty little girl for my big man.”
Perfect.
I spread her pussy open carefully with my fingers and take her clit in my mouth again, and I suck on it while flicking my tongue against her, slipping a second finger into her, moving them against her g-spot, curling them up inside her and feeling every inch of her stretching out against my fingers.
“Ready for more, baby?” I ask. “You don’t want me to just suck on your little clit and finger-fuck you all night, do you?”
“No I don’t,” she breathes. “I want you tofuckme.”
The word sounds dirtier than I’ve ever heard it before.
But it also sounds more right than I’ve ever heard it sound before, too.
She climbs off of me and I sit up, guiding her back into my lap. She straddles me, putting each of her shapely thighs on either side of mine.
Taking my cock in my hand, I run the tip along her seam, stopping at her clit to nuzzle it right up against her, marking her with the sticky precum dripping out of me.
“Lower yourself down onto me,” I say softly, “when you’re good and ready. When you’re ready to feel me stretch you open, to feel this big fat thing deep inside you.”
She looks deep into my eyes and puts her hands on the back of my neck, andslowlyguides herself down onto my cock, never breaking eye contact as her pussy swallows my thick cock whole.
“That is so nice,” she says softly, her eyes still on mine.
“Let me be nice to you. Let me treat you nice.”
I push her long brown hair behind her ears and her lips pull into a straight line as I begin to move inside her.
“Okay,” she says, “I’ll let you treat me nice.”
I take her hips in my hands, and she moves her ass, and I move my hands down, lower, and pull her closer to me as my fingers glide over her curves.
I hold her close. I fuck her. I kiss her.
I’m hard outside, and I feel myself soften inside as she moans against my lips, bouncing up and down on my cock like she was born to do it, kissing me like she was born to do that, too.
“Anna,” I say as I lace my fingers through her hair, “I think I am really falling for you.”
“You want more than this tight pussy to be yours?” she asks me wantonly, with need and desire dripping from her words.
“Yes,” I growl into her ear, “yes.”
Now I’m fucking beggingher.
I lean back and take her with me, flipping her down onto the bed, and I make love to her with my whole fucking being, slamming into her tight pussy over and over, kissing her neck, her lips, her eyes.
“Baby, cum with me,” I command when I feel both of us getting close. “I am going to explode inside you. Cum with me, love.”
And I feel her pussy tense up and milk me as my cock explodes, and her moans into my mouth, into the air, and I push my arms around her back and hold her.
I hold her so close.
“You’re mine,” I whisper, kissing her. “You’re mine.”
Anna
Iwrapup in a long white bathrobe and grab an ice bucket while Liam watches me.
“I don’t have any slippers,” I say, looking down at my bare feet. “I can’t wear my heels into the hallway. God, my feet are killing me.”
