Page 146 of The Wildest One
Jesus Christ.
This was all one big fucking dream.
My gorgeous Jolie.
Her bare, beautiful pussy.
While I was surrounded by hockey.
“I love you,” I whispered against her mouth while I stroked into her.
I held her face while I kissed her. I wasn’t gentle. Not with her tongue, not with her lips, roughing up the sides of her mouth with the edges of my beard. And as I pummeled her cunt, her breathing getting heavier, her pussy contracting around me, my hand trickled down her body, stopping at each nipple to give them a squeeze through her bra.
“Agh!” She was sucking in air every time she released it. “More!”
Her sounds were only getting louder.
Because she knew I was on my way to her clit.
And she knew within a few seconds of me touching it, she was going to come.
“Fuck.” I couldn’t handle the way she was milking me, demanding the cum from me. “I can feel how close you’re getting.”
When she put her hands on my abs, her eyes locked with mine.
Her mouth parted.
But that didn’t last because her teeth found her bottom lip; she bit down, and she didn’t let it go. Within a few strokes, that was all it took; she was screaming, “I’m going to come!”
Fuck, I was too.
My balls were already tightening, tingles flickering—I’d just been holding them off, waiting for her to join me.
“I cannot fucking wait to come inside you.”
Her hand lowered, her fingers closing in around the base of my cock, and they stayed like that for a few drives before she moved to my sac, palming them, tickling them. The words, “Oh my God,” rumbling through her throat.
I massaged her clit, rubbing circles over it, swiping from every direction. And it was that fast movement, combined with some hard, relentless fucking, that sent my girl over the edge.
“Ah!” She inhaled, the air quivering through her lungs. “Fuck me!”
As I watched her shudder, my orgasm was coming in right behind her. I reared back and bucked forward, each plunge sending my cum deeper into her pussy.
“Jolie!” Even though my body was a battle of sensitivity, my power increased, and my speed picked up. “Hell yes!”
Her hands slid toward my chest and held the sides of my face, pulling me to her mouth. The moment our lips touched, I emptied the rest of myself inside her, my body overtaken with spasms, matching hers.
We screamed together.
We clutched each other.
And when we moved past our peak and we were ready for stillness, I killed the pace just like it was a hockey stop.
“My God.” Her lips hovered over mine. “I did not think I was going to love ice sex.”
I smiled. I couldn’t fucking help it. “And now?”
“I’ve been converted.”
