Page 64 of Torrid Love
“Should I assume you’re okay with what you see?”
Very much so.
I force indifference into my voice. “Looks can be so deceiving. A pretty package doesn’t mean much.” I struggle to keep a straight face. “I might need a good test run to validate what I’m getting.”
I can’t even believe I had the guts to say that.
“Fair enough,” he nods, pursing his lips. “Let’s make sure you give everything athoroughtest… multiple times.”
“It’s wise. You can never be too sure nowadays.”
He chuckles.
I laugh.
He picks up his pants, rummages through the pocket untilhepulls out his wallet. With a condom in hand, he steps up to the bed.
“Help me out, baby,” he says extending the packet to my lips. I sit up and rip open the packet with my teeth. “Good girl.”
Rod sheaths his cock without ever leaving my gaze.
“Watching you put on a condom is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.”
“Wait until we both look down as your pussy swallows my cock.”
I’m so out of my league here.
Rod strides to the foot of the bed and drops one knee against it. “I need you right here,” he says before grabbing my ankles and pulling me down until my ass is hovering at the edge of the mattress. He hoists my right leg up and places it over his shoulder. His hand clasps my ankle before dragging his fingers down my inner thigh.
“That tickles,” I giggle.
“Really?” I nod. “There’s so much I have yet to discover about you, baby.”
“Same here.”
“Let me make it better,” he says.
When he starts dropping soft kisses against my skin, I moan.
“Oh, yeah.” My back bows off the bed.
He reaches out and skims a finger over my pussy.
“Hmmm,” he hums.
He continues his tease by tracing the seam of my pussy lips.
Fuck.
I bite down on my lip.
I’m shocked––and delighted––when he does the same.
What he does next is so unbelievably dirty, I nearly pass out.
He glides the tip of his fat cock up and down my slickness. It’s a tease at first, but soon he picks up the pace. The sound of him skating through my juices is so raunchy it sets off little spasms inside me. He’s on a mission for a few long pleasurable minutes. It’s so delicious, I roll my eyes to the back of my head, savoring each revolution. When he slows down his cadence, I want to beg him not to, but what he has in store for me is so much better. Rod focuses all his attention on my clit. A few more strokes and I feel the same heart-stopping sensation as I did earlier build up in my core.
God.
