Page 51 of Summer Shivers
“Makes two of us.”
She sits up, her hands go to my waistband, unfastening my jeans and slowly pulling down the zipper. I’m so hard, the tip of my dick is peeking out the top of my boxer briefs. She pushes my pants down my legs, moving with them, until she’s face level with my crotch. She leans in and runs her cheek against my cock. Starting at her cheekbone, then circling around to the front, her tongue slipping out to lick the tip, then back up the other side of the cheek.
“There’ll be time for that later,” I say, standing to shed the rest of my clothes before stretching out next to her on the couch. “Got plans. Plan to have you riding my face a lot. Plan to let you return the favor. Right now though, got plans for other things.”
twenty-three
GENEVIEVE
Ty hovers over me,nudging my hair to the side with his chin and running his tongue along the side of my neck, biting lightly. I run my fingers through his hair as I pull his lips back to mine. He settles his weight down, rubbing his hard cock against my center. He groans as we touch. I feel it between my legs. He sounds so raw and primal. I’m ready for him, aching for him.
“Ty, I need you inside me.”
My body trembles with desire. I’m impatient, on edge, even after orgasming like I did. Like I’m on the precipice of something huge, and all I need is a little push.
“Taking my time, babe,” he says.
“No,” I whine, wiggling my hips under him to get his cock inside me.
“Slow down, tiger.” He chuckles.
“Slow down later.” I reach between us and grab him. Running my hand from one thick hot end to the other.
“Keep that up, I won’t make it bein’ inside you.”
I rub the tip against my clit. “Feels so good, Ty.”
He moans again. I love that sound. I lean forward and kiss him. He lets me control it for a moment before taking over. Kissing me, again and again, until my head is spinning and I’m certain I’ll never be able to catch my breath. He tastes incredible, like whiskey and man, making me dizzy with desire.
“Please,” I moan against his lips as his rough hands run over my skin. It feels so good, he feels so good. I’m going to die. This will kill me.
He runs his nose along mine softly, breath heavy against my face. My body trembles with need.
“I want to make this last forever.” He kisses his way down my body and wedges his broad shoulders between my thighs. “Want you to come again.”
“I can’t,” I say weakly.
“You can,” he says, running one rough hand down from my breast to my navel and then between my legs. He parts my folds with his fingers and slowly rubs my clit with one. His rough fingers feel delicious against my soft skin. I flex my hips against him, a nonverbal invitation to give me more. His fingers move up and down sliding through my wetness. He pushes three fingers into me, and I arch into his hand.
“Oh, god, it hurts so good.”
He chuckles. “I’ll kiss it and make it better.”
I grip the sheets with one hand, and his head with the other, pushing it down closer to where I want it to be. He adds his tongue with his fingers. The sensations are overwhelming. Scissoring his fingers. Spreading me wider. Filling me further Tearing me apart. Soothing with his tongue.
I feel so full, so close to exploding. I barely have time to think about the fourth finger entering my ass before his lips pull at my clit. My hips buck. I can’t get enough.
I need him to stop.
I need him closer.
He pushes his nose deeply into me and groans, “Fuck, your pussy is delicious.” His mouth engulfs me. My eyes close, my body goes loose, letting sensation take over.
“Oh, god. Oh, shit. Ty!”
He takes his arm and pins my hips down, his long fingers digging into my skin, holding me still.
I’m panting, breathless, my body overheated, trembling uncontrollably.
