Page 15 of Hot Response
“This right here is my favorite treat,” I growled, and she blushed adorably. “This is exactly what I’m going to want to eat every day from here on out.”
“Oh god,” she cried, chewing her bottom lip, her eyes locked with mine. I kissed the inside of each ankle as I carefully placed them on the kitchen counter, opening her up. Enjoying the view of her dark pink folds slowly blossom for me. Showing me just how much she liked my touch.
“So responsive,” I murmured, almost to myself. I felt drunk with lust and greedy need that had my balls boiling hot. I dropped to my knees and dove right in. I was way in over my head, unable to control myself to tease her.
“Ron!” she cried out as her hands held me closer to the sweetest pussy I had ever tasted. Her hips started to buck against me, and I grunted, licking and nipping. Trying to get my fill of her feminine honeyed flavor all while knowing it wouldn’t happen. It would never be enough.
Mine,a deep voice inside my head growled, and my fingers moved. I pulled away just enough to watch the tip of my middle finger slip in. Little by little. I somehow found the fucking patience to slow down to enjoy the show. Watching her stretch around my thick finger was obscene.
“So damn tight.”
“Yes!” she hissed, rolling her hips. To reward her responsiveness, I kissed the inside of her thigh and felt her legs start to shake. “Ron. Please.” She quivered, and I felt my lips quirk upward with nothing but joy and desire.
“I got you, baby girl. I got you,” I promised and meant it. Not just for the moment but forever. Not that I said that out loud. There was no need to freak her out with just how deep my feelings ran for her. When I pushed my finger all the way inside her sweet pussy, she bucked off the counter.
“Yes! Just like—“ Her voice cracked as my mouth moved back to give her swollen little clit attention. My grip on her thighs tightened as her sweet pleas muffled because she closed her legs around my head. “Yes! Yes! Yes, Ron!” Her voice sounded hoarse. The pleasure and need for more was crystal clear, and I wasn’t going to let her down.
My dick wanted to get out of my uniform pants and straight into the tight clutch of her sweet honey. My free hand moved down to undo my belt and unbutton my pants. The relief was slight but just enough to help me keep going. My balls and cock throbbed with need while sweat formed at my temples and the back of my neck, but it wasn’t time yet. Her pleasure and needs went above mine. Today, tomorrow, always.
“Oh! Oh!” she started to pant. “Ron, I think… Oh my! Honey… I, yes!” I could feel her little snatch start to clench around me, and I couldn’t help myself. When I slipped my finger out, she whimpered and then gasped when I shoved two fingers inside. Stretching her, scissoring them gently inside of her until I did a come-hither motion, hitting the spot I knew would take her over the edge while I lapped at her clit.
“Yes! Baby!” she shouted as her body bucked in front of me. Her luscious lips parted, and a silent scream came out as wet honey gushed out of her body.
Fucking hell, my sweet baby girl was a squirter, and the fact I’d made her come that hard our first time pushed me fucking close to the edge of bliss. A strong wind could have finished taking care of the rock-hard situation I had going on behind my uniform pants.
“Ron, yes…” She slowly started to come down from her high, her thick thighs falling open wider as her now pliant body relaxed. “Wow,” she gasped, licking her lips, her hooded gaze locked on mine. “I didn’t know… that was possible. I’ve never…not like that.” Her chest rose and fell heavily as she looked down at me with those wide brown eyes I’d been dreaming about.
“Good, cupcake.” I winked, kissing her right knee then her left before standing up. She sat up straighter. The movement made her tits jiggle for me. Just the sight of those full tits made me want to lick right between them only to slide my cock in and titty fuck her. A deep guttural sound vibrated through me. I was like some kind of caged animal that had finally been let loose.
She started to shimmy off the counter, but I stopped her.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I couldn’t cut the edge in my voice.
“I want to take care of you.” Her words almost made my knees buckle. “Like you did.” Her eyes dropped down to my crotch, and I swear the fucker in there wept, aching for her touch.
“Like I took care of you, huh?” I asked, leaning in closer, kissing her slowly. Loving the fact she didn’t pull away when we both knew she could taste her sweetness on my tongue. My hand touched the side of her face just as I pulled away. My thumb grazed her lips, and I loved the way her plump bottom lip seemed to bounce when I dragged it across her supple flesh. “You want to put this perfect mouth on me, cupcake?”
“Yes,” she whispered before she swallowed hard.
“Okay. But?—“
“If I want to stop, I just have to tell you.” She rolled her eyes. “I know. Trust me, I won’t,” she sassed, and I chuckled roughly, shaking my head. Jesus, she was adorable. You would think I’d just told her we were going on an all-expenses-paid trip to Disneyland with how quickly she hopped off the countertop.
Her eyes rose to meet mine as her small, delicate hands carefully worked the zipper of my uniform pants. I kicked off my boots, not really paying attention to where they ended up. The moment those were gone, she helped me take my pants off alongwith my boxers. With my cock free and my body left as bare as hers, her gaze felt like a heated touch. “Wow,” she whispered. “You’re… you’re big.”
“Baby—“
“No, I mean like… really big.”
“Too big?” I asked, my teeth grinding down. “Want to stop?”
“Not even a little bit. But…”
“What?” I asked, wondering what the hell was running through her head. I could see the wheels spinning.
“Maybe I could do something a little different?”
“Like what?” I rasped, wondering what the hell my beautiful cupcake had in mind.
