Page 26 of Claiming Ours
Running a hand through her hair, I fisted it in a makeshift ponytail at the base of her skull. “I’d wait forever and a day just to have you in my arms, Little Bit. This is all just a fucking bonus. But one thing.” Blonde brows shot up in question as she sucked me between her lips, smirking at my groan and the rattle of the glass shower door when I slapped my hand to the smooth surface. “Lose it.” I hitched my chin at her sports bra. “I want to see your tits while my cock is down your throat.”
My disgruntled grumble echoed through the room as she sat back on her heels to do as I asked, causing my dick to pop free from her lips. With a quick tug and some wiggling, the bra dropped to the floor, exposing her peaked pink nipples to the cool air.
“Grip your heels,” I rasped while fisting my cock and squeezing until a hiss pushed through my clenched teeth. “Pull your shoulders back so those tits are on full display for me.” When she did as I ordered—which was a whole different turn-on—I worked my hand up and down my shaft in slow strokes, imagining painting her chest with my cum. “While my cock is in your mouth, I want you playing with those needy nipples.”
Her desperate whimper had me smirking.
“Now, sit up.” She immediately obeyed, making me almost purr in delight. “Good girl.” I threaded my fingers through her white-blonde strands, fisting a handful tight enough to make her lips pop open on a gasp. “This is what you want?” I arched a brow, letting her know it wasn’t a rhetorical question.
“Yes,” she pleaded.
“Then open wide, sweetheart.”
Her lips widened in the most erotic invitation I’d ever seen.
Inch by inch, I slid into her hot mouth, gliding along her tongue. I sucked down gulps of cold air to keep from losing control and fucking her mouth hard. It would happen soon—maybe not today or tomorrow, but I would take her devilish mouth hard and fast, slipping down her throat at some point.
Using my hold on her hair, I guided her forward and back, keeping pace with my own thrusts while her fingers plucked and twisted at her tight nipples. Teeth sunk into my lower lip, I kept my gaze locked on her mouth, savoring and memorizing the way it stretched around my thick cock. After only a minute of her very talented tongue and hot mouth pushing me closer and closer to the edge, a familiar zing raced down my spine, right to my balls.
I sucked in a breath. My rhythm turned frantic and aggressive as I chased that high only a mind-blowing orgasm could give someone.
“Fuck, I’m going to come. If you don’t want me to?—”
Her hands gripped my ass, nails digging into both cheeks, cutting my words off as that little bite of pain shot me straight over the edge with a barked curse. My grip tightened in her hair while I fucked her mouth with utter desperation as my orgasm rocked through me, keeping the demanding pace until she’d milked every drop of cum from me.
Chest heaving with my chaotic breaths, sweat slicking my bare chest and back, I watched in wonder as the tiny beauty swiped a few missed drops from her lips before licking her finger clean.
“Damn,” I rasped, throat dry and scratchy. “Hot damn, woman.”
Desperate to touch her, feel her in my arms, I gripped her shoulders, lifting till her bare feet pressed to the tile floor, immediately sealing my mouth to hers.
“I taste good on your lips,” I murmured while kissing along her jaw. “I bet your hot cunt will be fucking addicting.”
Circling an arm around her waist, I crushed her bare tits against my chest while my free hand worked the elastic band of her pants over her hips until they slipped to the floor and pooled at her feet. My jeans were a little more difficult, as they had fallen around my shins, but a few kicks freed one leg, followed by the other, and I flung the denim across the bathroom.
Her plump lips sucked and kissed along my chest, a light bite sneaking in every so often, making my cock stir to life again. Fuck, this woman was even more tempting in real life than in my fantasies. Wrenching the glass shower door open, almost ripping it off its feeble hinges, I turned the handle to heat the frigid water that sputtered from the showerhead.
Soft skin slid against my own as I eased my hold around her lithe frame. My knees cracked when I squatted. With an almost feral growl, I pulled one stiff peak between my lips, sucking while flicking my tongue against the tip. Her beautiful gasp echoed around the small room. Blunt nails scraped along my scalp as she urged me even closer to her chest.
Teasing her other tit with my fingers, I pinched and pulled at the stiff nipple while looking up through my lashes, watching the way her face tensed and relaxed with the mix of pleasure and pain. I released her with a loud pop to kiss my way down her flat stomach, pausing at the edge of her pale pink panties.
Her delicious scent had me burying my nose between her thighs and inhaling a lungful, focusing on memorizing the smell of her arousal. My dick, once again hard and ready, twitched, tapping against my inner thigh. Fuck, I wanted to lick her, to suck down every drop waiting for me behind the thin cotton, but first I needed to ensure we were still on the same page.
“You good with me eating your pussy, licking you clean, and fingering your tight virgin hole?” Damn, saying it out loud had cum leaking out.
Her loose blonde hair slid over her shoulders as she looked down at me and gave an eager nod.
“Good girl.” With a mumbled curse, her head tipped toward the ceiling, causing her hair to cascade between her shoulder blades. “After I take these off, my plan is to eat this sweet pussy here and in the shower until the water runs cold.”
That had her head snapping forward. Wide, glassy eyes stared down at me. “I have one of those endless hot water tanks, like your cabin.”
My smile turned devilish. “Oh, sweet Baylee. I am well aware of that.”
The ultra-soft cotton slid along my thumbs as I hooked them on the sides of her panties and tugged. They slipped down her narrow hips, thighs, and calves. Offering my hand for assistance, I helped her step out of the drenched cotton before tossing the damp material over my shoulders toward my jeans. You’d better believe those were going home with me after all this. I knew after being this close to her drenched core, her smell embedded in my lungs, that I’d need that scent close to me at all times.
Creepy? Maybe, but fuck if I cared.
Tongue rolled tight, I slipped it between her soaked lips and slowly dragged it upward, capturing the evidence of how fucking turned on my girl was after sucking my dick dry.
