Page 22 of Grimm
I sunk my blunt nails in the flesh of her hips and pulled her closer to my face, sucking, licking, and biting her drenched pussy like a starved and thirsty man.
Nothing tasted better than GinafuckingColeman. I didn’t think one time was going to be enough. I wanted to feast on her juicy cunt until the day I died. I swirled my tongue around her clit, then pulled it into my mouth, sucking hard.
Her thighs clenched the sides of my head, but I didn’t give a fuck. I didn’t let go. She could crush me to death if she wanted. I’d die a happy man.
I sucked and licked, enjoying the gush of arousal covering my mouth and beard. “Oh, fuck!” she screamed, her hips raising as she crashed over the edge. I continued to lap up everything she gave me until she came down from her high.
I stood, took off my boots, then slid my jeans off. My cock stood at attention, the angry, red tip dripping pre-cum, eagerly waiting for her to suck me dry. With no words, she leaned forward, wrapping her warm mouth around me, and I had to catch myself when my knees buckled. Any other time, I’d stop her since I hadn’t ordered her to suck me off, but her mouth was too much to resist.
I would have fucking died and gone to the pearly gates if I believed in that shit as she took me deeper into her mouth, the tip hitting the back of her throat.
“Mary, fucking mother of Christ,” I murmured, gripping her hair and closing my eyes, relishing in the feel of her warm, slick mouth.
From base to tip, she moved her mouth up and down my shaft in tandem with her hand, with the right amount of pressure, grazing the crown with each pass. I resisted the urge to fuck her mouth until she gagged and tears leaked from her eyes. To savagely take what was mine and shoot my load down her throat. I wasn’t ready to see my cum leaking from the sides of her luscious mouth. A pretty picture it would make, but it wasn’t the time for it. Instead, I wanted to come deep inside her and have it leaking from her pretty little cunt.
I gripped her hair and pulled her from my cock. The pout of her lips almost made me say fuck it and give her what she wanted because her mouth felt damn amazing. But the need to be inside her was stronger. I wanted to release inside her pussy, not her mouth.
“Hand and knees,” I commanded. “Let me see that beautiful ass.”
She wasted no time placing her hands on the back of my couch and her knees on the cushion.
“Fucking beautiful.” I smacked her ass, and she yelped.
I dug my fingers in her flesh. She moaned when I rubbed the spot and pushed back closer to me. “You like that, Gina?”
She looked over her shoulder, her once-perfect hair all mushed from when I pulled it. She looked more fuckable. She didn’t speak, but the glimmer in her eyes was enough. Not only did my girl like to watch, but she also liked a little pain.
My girl? What the hell?
I pushed the thought away. Right now, making her come, again, and me blowing my load was more important than the crazy thoughts inside my head. There was no way that could happen.
I stroked myself a few times, her eyes filled with lust as she watched my hand gripping my cock.
“You want me to fuck that tight little cunt of yours, don’t you?”
I stuck two fingers inside her while I ran my other hand up and down my hard shaft.
“Yes,” she said breathlessly, without hesitation pushing her ass against my fingers.
I moved behind her, one foot on the couch and my other foot planted on the floor. It wasn’t the best position for me because of my fucking height, but I needed to be inside her. There was no time to find the perfect position or the perfect place. I stroked my dick, gathering the pre-cum and her spit, moving both along my thick shaft, and positioned at her opening.
“Condom?” she asked.
“I’m clean. Test results just came back. I’ve never fucked anybody raw. You?”
I got tested every three months. I never fucked the club whores. Blowjob or hand job from only Fiona, definitely, but screw? That was a hell no despite what everyone else thought. The women I did occasionally fuck, I made sure to wear a condom and get tested after.
“It’s been a while,” she said with a slight look of embarrassment, which piqued my curiosity. “I’m clean.”
“How long?” I asked.
I believed her. I just wanted to know the last time anybody had been inside her. Just thinking about it pissed me off.
“I’m not having that conversation with you, Tavish.” She wiggled her ass. “But I’d still like for you to wear a condom.”
She didn’t want to tell me. Fine. I was getting ready to ruin this pussy for any other man, anyway.
“Sure, doll.” Even though I would have liked to feel her walls without the barrier, I got it. We didn’t know each other, and along with diseases, there was no way in hell a child should be brought into the world just because I wanted to get my dick wet.
