Page 18 of Cold Snap
I know this is wrong. This shouldn’t be happening. But I’m not about to stop either. Not when heaven is so very close. I rear up and knock her legs further apart, causing her to gasp out. Shock must keep her where I need her because she doesn’t move to close them or tell me no, and before we both take our next breath, I am on her pussy, running my tongue up the valley of her untried crevice. “Oh God! Landry! What the fuck?”
I smack her ass. “Mouth, angel, mouth.”
“You’ve never minded my mouth before.” I start licking her with intent even as I softly chuckle. “You didn’t have a problem with my, oh, my mouth just seconds ago.”
I chuckle again, but of course, she can’t hear me because my face is buried in her tight pussy. I zero in on her clit and start making love to it until she is writhing off the bed. I have to sling my arm over her hips to keep her from moving as I tip my tongue further back and slowly slip it into her juicy little peach. I can almost feel how her muscles give under the onslaught of my invading tongue.
“Oh, God! Oh, Land! Oh, Land, please! I don’t know…I don’t…”
I use my hand to spread her apart and rub her clit while I try to spear her entrance wide. I only take my mouth away from her to ease the anxiousness I hear in her voice.
“Do you trust me, baby?”
She meets my eyes before answering, “You know I do.”
“Then just let me make you feel good, angel. Let me take you to heaven.”
Uncertainty in her eyes. It’s mixed with fear of the unknown and something else that shakes me to my core…but also…
What I find solidifies the fact that this is right after all. This is where I am supposed to be and what I am supposed to be doing. I go back to working her tightness open with my tongue. I keep pushing into her until I come right up against the thing I was searching for -the barrier I’ll have to breach to make her mine. My little angel is as innocent as I thought she was. No other lovers have ever had their hands on her. No other man has had their tongue up inside of her. No one else has seen her break apart in ecstasy as she screams their name. Just me! I’m the only mother fucker! And I will be the only one!
Some primitive part of me wants to rear up and beat my chest. Some barbarian buried deep inside of me wants me to take her fucking cherry and wipe the evidence across my face like a badge of honor. It’s probably not going to win me any points with her, but I have to acknowledge it’s there, waiting down deep, waiting to have her.
Her cries grow louder and louder as I send her over the edge and into a shaking orgasm that has her back arching off the bed. My eyes take it all in, the ripe sway of her breasts as they’re pushed forward temptingly, the gentle arch of her back, the taste of her sweet honey, the scent of her -sweeter now that she’s cum for me.
I kiss up her body before yanking my shirt over my head and lying chest to chest with this beauty in my bed. I should let her catch her breath, let her senses catch up to what just happened, but Teresa and I have waited long enough. Hell, it feels like I’ve been waiting over thirty years for her. No more waiting.
Chapter Fourteen
Teresa
What the fuck is going on? Landry Peterson is…he’s…eating my fucking pussy! Landry! The man I have been crushing on for years is in between my fucking legs, going to town on my lady bits! I’ve dreamed about stuff like this, but didn’t think it would ever happen in reality, especially not when he told me we could never be together because he didn’t want me enough to take the risk.
So, what the hell is this all about? Is it a get-it-out-of-our-system thing? A one-and-done situation? Is it his way of telling me he wants me, but he wants me as nothing more than a secret? Will we have to sneak around? Will he be with other people while seeing me, so everyone won’t find out about us? I don’t think I would be alright with that shit. Maybe we should stop and talk about stuff.
Before I can stop us, before I can even open my eyes after the overwhelming orgasm he just gave me, he’s moving against me. My breath catches in my throat as I realize what is happening. He’s taken his shirt off and somehow worked his pants down so that his…is that him? What the hell?
Is he running his cock through my wet pussy? And why does he feel so fucking…huge? Is that even normal? It’s not like I’ve been going around taking looks at every guy’s penis so I cancompare and contrast sizes. There has only ever been one man’s dick I have wanted to look at, worship, and meet up close and personal, and he’s currently using my pussy as a glove for the massive rod he’s working with.
“Land…ry…,” his name comes out broken and moaned as I try to ask him what he’s doing. I try to figure out where this is going. But he just keeps taking long slides through my soaked sex, bumping against my clit with every motion until finally I can’t take it anymore. I give in and cum for him again. This one isn’t as big as the first one I had with his mouth -and his tongue- so it doesn’t completely wipe my mind blank. I am well aware the moment he notches that monster cock up against my entrance made slick by my two orgasms.
“Landry, what are you doing?”
Before he can answer, he’s sliding into me. That big bulbous head wedges inside, prying me apart and causing the air to rush from me in surprise and shock. Oh my God! This is really happening.
I’m being split open by him, inch by sweet inch. I'm not sure how we went from not touching one another except with stolen brushes of our hands to him eating me and us being melded together. I try to grab a breath only to lose it again when I look up at his big body over mine, the intensity in his eyes burning through me. “Wh…why?”
It’s all I can force out.
“Why what?” His voice sounds gruff and strained, not at all like it usually does when he’s talking to people in the bar.
“Why are you staring at me like that?”
It’s incredibly hard to string words together when he’s inside of me.
He doesn’t answer me at first, instead leaning down and capturing my lips with his. When he does pull back, it’s only far enough for him to whisper in my ear. “So I can watch your face as I take that pretty pussy and make it mine.”
Yep, there goes my breath again…gone!
