Slowly, I drew down the boxers, and his penis stood at attention. Wrapping my hand around him, it barely went all the way around him. The man had girth, that was for sure. The first time we were together, I didn’t think he’d fit, but now I knew he did. We’d fit perfectly.
Leaning down, I licked up one side and down the other.
“Fuck me. If you don’t do something quick with my cock, I’m gonna implode,” he growled, his length twitching.
“Nah, you’ll be just fine.” A giggle escaped me at seeing the torment in his eyes. I loved playing with him.
“I’m tryin’ to let you do what you gotta do, but just know my patience is thread bare at the moment.” His warning was sweet, and I swallowed his shaft down my throat, giving a little swallow for the fun of it.
He groaned loud, and I reached up and cupped his mouth with my hand. Letting him go with a pop, I reminded him, “We’re not here alone…”
“Don’t fuckin’ remind me,” he gritted out between clenched teeth. Yes. He was about to burst open. Deep inside, though, I wanted him to. I wanted him to take me like before, like I wasn’t damaged or less than. I wanted him to completely devour me.
And it only took moments before I got my wish.
17
DRYERSON
I wasman enough to admit it. She had worked me up to the point of exploding like a damn teenager. It had been too long since I’d had her, or anyone for that matter, because there was no in-between for me. It was her. The moment I saw her, it was her.
It was always going to be her.
Flipping her to her back in one swift move, I knelt between her legs. For a moment I paused, looking up to make sure what I’d done was alright by her. Taking it slow was fucking hard, but I’d do anything for this woman.
Her chin tipped down and brows furrowed, telling me to get on with it. Yeah, she was good with it.
Grabbing under her knees, I spread her as wide as I could. Her pink pussy glistened, and I wanted to soak up her cream. She needed to come again before I took her.
Running my tongue from bottom to top, her taste exploded inside me, short circuiting my brain momentarily. I’d missed this. So fucking much.
She tried to close her legs against my head, but I held her legs down, checking once again to make sure she was okay. With her hands gripping the sheets and the moan that left her lips, we were good.
I ran my tongue through every crease and sucked hard on her nub poking desperately out of its hood, needing attention. Giving her a small nip and then going back to sucking, she grabbed a pillow and put it over her face as she came. Hard.
Hard enough that my tongue felt every single pulse as it rippled through her. Her cream flowed freely, and only after she came down did I take my time cleaning her up.
She hadn’t moved the pillow from her face, so I moved up and took it away. Her eyes were closed and mouth opened just a touch.
“You did good keepin’ the sound down.” I teased.
Only then did one eye lid open. “Moaning into a pillow cuts off air supply. Did you know that?”
I smiled wide. Damn, I loved this about her.
“I’d heard something about that.”
Moving up the bed, I kissed her hard and pulled her on top of me. Her legs went on either side of my thighs, and her pussy rested on my hard cock. Hands on her ass, I began to move her hips, and she took the hint, grinding down on me.
“That feels so good,” she moaned out, not stopping. And it did. Felt so good, but I needed inside of her. Needed to be connected to her.
Lifting her slightly, the tip of my cock was at her entrance, and she lowered herself down on me. Her pussy gripped me, swallowing me inside of her. Perfect. That was what this felt like.
She didn’t move. She sat there, me fully sheathed inside of her. Connecting my eyes with her, hers burned just like they had the first time. She felt this. This intense connection. Finally.
With our eyes still connected, she started moving so damn slow up and down my cock. Each moment more torturous than the next. I needed to flip her. Needed to be the one in control. I’d given her as much as I could take.
“Gotta have you, beautiful,” I said on a downward glide.