Page 7 of Sweetie Pie
Terror streaks inside me when I think I might have hurt her, scared her.
But she climbs on top of me and then slips down until her rosy pink lips are suspended right over my aching cock, her warm breath teasing the head.
“Oh fuck!” I groan, my hand shredding the sheet when she leans over and her dark hair curtains the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
The woman of my dreams slipping her soft little lips around my aching cock and sucking like I’m the best thing she’s ever tasted. She moans and the vibrations sink into my spine until my balls draw up and the tingle in my spine shoots straight out, looking for a place to let go.
I grasp her jaw lightly, firmly peeling her off my throbbing member. “I’m not coming in your mouth the first time. I’m coming in that tight little pussy.”
She flushes and her whiskey eyes look away, her white teeth sinking into her lower lip. “You know that I’ve never done this before. I might be really bad at it.”
Snorting, I roll back over her and line my cock up with her slit. “Not possible.
She slaps wildly at my arm. “Wait, wait! condom!”
Flushing guiltily, I reach for my pants pocket and pull the little foil packet out. “Sorry.”
Her smile is a jolt to my system. Every damn thing she does is perfect.
That smile trembles slightly when my cock head parts her lower lips and she hisses slightly.
“Tell me if it hurts too bad or tell me to go slow. Whatever you need, sweetheart.”
Her lips fall open and she gasps, panting lightly.
“You’re so fucking tight, Mags. Dammit, you feel fucking perfect.” I know that there’s no way in hell I’ll ever forget this moment. I’ve got the woman of my dreams here and I’m sinking into the depths of her, feeling her close around me, tight and wet and just….perfect.
There’s no other word for her.
I bottom out inside her and I grit my teeth, struggling, sweating, fighting to keep from driving into her like a crazy man.
“Colt?” she whispers. My head comes up and I’m lost in the shine of her soft eyes in the dark. “Move. Please.”
That’s all it takes before I lose what little control I have and slam inside her over and over again.
Her body goes stiff and then she meets me thrust for thrust. Every stroke of my cock meets the tightening pull of her inner muscles and her slick heat.
Over and over I push inside her and feel that quickening, tightening of my body as my spine tingles, my balls draw up tight and my whole body freezes over top of her.
“Oh fuck!” I groan and then I empty my seed in the condom, thrusting like a wild animal. It takes a moment for me to even realize that she’s thrashing wildly on my cock and the silky pulses of her body set off a blast of fireworks in my belly that shoot another jet of my seed.
I pull out and lie there, fighting to take a deep breath, gasping for air and praying that this feeling never ends.
Because there’s no way in hell I’m ever letting her go now. This woman was made for me.
I’d even let her brothers beat the shit out of me for touching her. As long as they understand she’s not going anywhere.
I curl around her and toss the used condom in the trash can by the bed. She sighs and nestles her gorgeous ass into my hips. My poor fucking cock stirs but I grind my teeth.
Get the fuck down, fucker. She’s sore and tired. Let her sleep before you defile her again.
I close my eyes and settle her backside against me, sighing. Her lightly-perfumed skin heats as my hand rubs her arms, her back, anywhere I can reach.
She stretches languidly but then her body goes limp slowly as she drifts off to sleep.
I lean down and press my lips to her delicate, rounded shoulder. “I love you, Mags.”
I don’t know whether I’m happy or sad when she doesn’t answer. My eyes close again and I lay my head on her shoulder, taking a deep breath of her soft skin and falling asleep finally, with the scent of her all around me.
