Page 89 of (My Accidental) Killer Summer
“Nothing.”
“Why’d you stop?”
“I forgot how fucking gorgeous you are. And I just want to imprint this in my mind, so I never forget again.” My eyes travel her face trying to do exactly that. She lets me look at her for a moment, then unwinds her limbs from around my body and slides down my front until her feet touch the floor. And keeps going, dropping to her knees taking my jeans and boxers with her.
Elle cups my balls with her left hand and grabs the base of my cock with her right, then leans in and slowly licks the head. Up the slit, around the sides, from top to bottom. My body vibrates with energy and need. With love and lust. With devotion and desire. I feel so much with her, so many things for this womanand I wasn’t sure if I would get to express them again. Part of me can’t believe I’m here.
My hand shakes as I move to hold her hair back so I can watch my cock disappear between her lips. She looks up at me with those big, beautiful eyes and it’s all I can do to maintain staying power.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, then let it out with a long, “Fuuuuck.”
She licks down the side and back up again before taking me all the way in. When my tip hits the back of her throat, I really, really want to grab her head so I can fuck her face. I want to feel her gag on my cock until tears stream down her beautiful face for an entirely different reason.
“Jesus. Fuck. Elle. You need to stop or I’m going to come. Fuck me if I let it happen a second time and I’m not inside you.”
She giggles, but it comes out more like a muffled snort. Then, she moans. I feel the vibrations in the back of her throat from the tip of my cock to the tips of my toes. I feel like I’m in heaven with both her hands and her mouth on me for the sole purpose of giving me pleasure. There is no better feeling.
“Oh God! Stop baby, stop baby, stop.” I pull her up to standing, she lets my cock go with a soft pop from her lips and then I’m looking in her eyes once again.
“Hi,” she says saucily.
Fuck I love this woman.
I cup her face in my hands and run my thumbs along her cheekbones. “Hi.” My voice is husky and emotional. I kiss her forehead and her nose. She smiles softly. I kiss each eyelid as they flutter closed. I kiss her cheeks, her chin, then trail my lips down her neck and breathe her in. Citrus, vanilla, sweat - she’s heavenly.
Then, my mouth is back on hers, our tongues duel for control. I win. This isn’t a gentle kiss, that shits done with. Thisis about a driving, all-consuming need to once again make this woman mine in every fucking sense of the word.
She meets me stroke for stroke.
“Not gonna be gentle,” I mumble against her mouth.
“I don’t want gentle.”
My dick jumps at that.
“Not going to be slow either.”
She smiles, a wicked gleam in her eyes. “What are you waiting for?”
I lift her by the ass and pull her against me; she wraps her long legs around my waist for the mere steps it takes to reach the bed. I toss her to the center of it. “Strip.”
She scrambles to her knees and pulls off her t-shirt. The one that says“World’s Okayest Mom”I’m assuming the kids got it for her as a joke, but she still wears it proudly. She’s not wearing a bra underneath so when she falls back to her ass to tackle her leggings, her tits bounce enticingly.
I reach down to stroke my cock as I watch her. Finally having the real thing in front of me instead of just memories. She sits halfway up to watch me; legs crooked to one side with her torso leaning on one arm and her head cocked just so with her hair spilling down around her.
“Did you leave your panties on?” I chastise.
She nods, her face flushes.
“You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you?”
She nods again, a sly smile just shy of cresting her lips.
I toe off my shoes and socks and push down my jeans and boxers. My cock juts out as though reaching for her.
I get it buddy. We’re almost there.
I crawl up the bed toward her, she straightens and lies back, scooting down slightly until our bodies are aligned. Her flawless skin gleans in the early morning light, long legs falling opento accommodate my hips, nipples peaking with excitement, our bodies readying to resume a dance we perfected long ago.
