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“That’s my girl,” I praise, gathering her hair in one hand to use as a makeshift handle for me to fuck her mouth. This is the first sexual contact we’ve had in weeks, and I’m already primed to come.
The fire crackles behind her, the orange glow flickering on the creamy skin of her back and ass.
“Do you know how beautiful you look with your mouth stuffed full of my cock? Damn, baby. Fucking this tight little throat makes me want to blow my load so deep in you, you’ll taste me for a week.”
Nicolette hums around me and the vibration has me lifting my hips from the couch as I hold her down on my cock.
“That’s it. Take it deep. You’re such a good girl.” I lose control, yanking her hair as I use her sexy mouth to get off. My strokes are long and smooth, feeling Nicolette’s tight lips sliding from tip to root and back again.
“Goddammit, how the fuck are you taking me so well? You’re my perfect girl, aren’t you? You’re getting my cock so nice and wet so I can spread your pretty legs and slam right in.” I pant out a few harsh breaths as I try to hold on for just a few more seconds. “Touch that pretty pussy. Soak your fingers and then give me a taste.”
I tilt my head against the back of the couch but keep my gaze downcast on the woman between my spread thighs. She clutches my thigh with one hand, but the other disappears between her legs. I watch her arm move as she pleasures herself at my direction, and it’s the hottest damn thing I’ve ever seen.
“Two fingers inside, baby. I want to taste the deepest part of you.” Thirty seconds later, her fingers reappear, her watery green eyes watching me as she holds her hand up. I waste no time, taking her dripping digits into my mouth and sliding mytongue around them. She tastes like the most beautiful heaven I could imagine, and that’s what finally pushes me over the edge.
I’m barely able to moan out a warning before I spill myself onto the back of her tongue. Nicolette swallows around me, drinking down every drop of my release as my body shudders violently. My breathing is so fast and labored, I can’t even utter a single syllable, only grunts of pure ecstasy.
My body is a giant limp noodle of happiness as I sag onto the leather with a goofy smile on my face. Nicolette rises, and I see the tight pout of her nipples and the slickness coating her thighs. I’m going to fucking eat her up… if I can ever regain muscle control after that monster orgasm.
“Sit on my lap and let me suck your tits while I try to remember how to walk,” I command, earning me a giggle. She complies, straddling my thighs and jutting her breasts into my face.
Nicolette has the perfect tits, in my opinion. They are soft with the rosiest nipples that pebble as I stroke them with my tongue. I fill my mouth with one and feel her drip onto my balls. With my tongue and lips, I draw her deeper, using my teeth to scrape against the sensitive tip before moving to the other. She writhes against me, and I feel my cock take notice. He’s not quite ready for action yet, but he will be soon.
Releasing her from my mouth, I swivel my body and lay on the couch. “Come ride my face, pretty girl. I need to tongue fuck you.”
“Helix,” she squeals when I grab her ass with both hands and drag her up my body. “I’ll smother you.”
With a wicked grin, I ask, “Are you forgetting I’m a swimmer? I’ve got a lung capacity that will blow your damn mind. Now straddle my fucking face and put that perfect cunt in my mouth.”
She spreads her legs over my face, though I notice she’s still trying to hover. Pulling her firmly onto me, I proceed to make her forget her own name.
“Jesus,” she gasps after the second orgasm, grasping the arm of the couch with both hands. “Consider my mind blown.”
The sweet taste of her climaxes on my tongue has reinvigorated my cock and my legs, and I scoop Nicolette into my arms and stand, walking us to the soft rug in front of the gently crackling fire. Then I lay her down and cover her body with my own.
I want to slow things down and take my time with her, make her feel how special she is to me. Reaching between us, I give my dick a couple long pulls before nestling the head between her lower lips. She’s so wet, I slide in easily until our pelvises are kissing.
“Put your arms above your head, Nicolette,” I demand gently. When she does, I link my fingers with hers and begin to move. Her body fits mine like a glove, and I take her lips in a deep, longing kiss. We move together, our bodies innately knowing what to do.
“I love you,” she utters into my mouth, and I feel a surge of emotions so strong, it makes my heart ache.
I pull back and stare into the emerald gems of her eyes. “I love you too. With all that I am.”
We make love on that rug, fingers squeezing and bodies slick with perspiration. I feel so fucking lucky that this woman loves me, that she lets me love her back. My hips roll and thrust as she meets me move for move until we’re right on the edge of something unfathomable.
“Fall with me, queenie,” I beg, as her legs bind around my middle.
And she does.
CHAPTER FORTY
Finding my peace
Helix
Well, we finally found something Nicolette Bell isn’t good at… snow skiing. She warned me that she had only skied twice in her life, and one of those days had been spent in ski school with a bunch of kiddos. The other day had been spent falling down.
I thought maybe she was exaggerating. She wasn’t.
