Page 34 of Mr. Edwards
My teeth, my tongue, and my hands are everywhere and my dick is jealous. He can’t wait to sink inside her, but he’ll have to wait; I’m running the show here, and I want to take things slow. I don’t want to rush this because I have a feeling our time together, tonight, is going to be monumental, quite possibly life altering, so I need to enjoy every second of it.
Standing, I use both hands to grab the skimpy lace between her legs, sliding them over her hips. A growl rumbles in the back of my throat when I find her pussy bare.
“Are you going to stand around and gape all night, or are you going to fuck me?”
Christ, I love her dirty mouth. I flip her over onto her stomach, leaning down to bite the fleshy part of her ass. She looks at me over her shoulder with large soft eyes as she pushes herself up onto her knees. Her perfectly round, peachy backside is perched high in the air, just inches from my face. Not only is it a sight I won’t forget in a hurry, but it also just made it to the very top of my spank-bank list. I’m practically salivating as I run my tongue over my bottom lip.
“You have no idea the kind of filth that’s playing out in my mind right now.”
“Your thoughts alone won’t get me off, I’d like to see some role-playing please.” A smile bursts onto my face as I gaze down at her. When I make no attempt to move, she adds, “I’m waiting.”
I’m not sure if I want to lick that smart mouth of hers or shove my damn cock back in there to gag it.
Moving upward, I rain a combination of tiny kisses,mixed with prolonged languid licks, along her skin, dragging it out a little longer as punishment. She whimpers and squirms as I do; I’m so fucking hot for her.
When I reach the top of her spine, I notice a cluster of raised scars on her right shoulder blade, then I see a few more near the nape of her neck. They’re small round circles like someone has jabbed her with the tip of a burning hot poker. My heart clenches at the sight. I’m not sure how she got those, but I don’t know her well enough to ask.
My mouth moves toward them and I dot kisses over each one. Her body tenses the moment I do, confirming there’s a story behind these. I stand to my full height, taking a few calming breaths, trying not to imagine the worst, but it’s no use. In my gut, I know something sinister has happened to this woman, and it makes my stomach churn. One day I’ll find out who did this to her.
Pushing all the ugly thoughts from my mind, I drop to my knees, sliding both palms up the back of her legs before spreading her cheeks apart to get a better view. Christ she’s got a pretty pussy. It’s ripe and glistening, just waiting for me to dig in.
“Are you ready to have your world rocked, Miss Just-Carlee?” I shake my head at the ridiculousness of her fictitious surname; I need to find out what her real name is.
“A little less talking,” she quips, making me chuckle. I really should tape that smart mouth of hers shut.
She moans when I lick a path from her clit right up to her asshole; she tastes as sweet as I knew she would. I plunge my tongue in where no man will go again. This. Is. Mine.
She tilts her head back and arches her body as my mouth fucks her with a vengeance. “Yes,” she cries out,bucking her hips. I want to give her as good as she gave me, hopefully muting that sass of hers in the process.
Drawing back, my hands grasp her hips, flipping her over onto her back in one fluid movement. Placing the palms of my hands on her inner thighs, I spread her out like she’s a banquet waiting to be devoured.
The moment I bury my face between her legs she lets out a breathy moan. It’s time to show her how monumental my tongue can be. She’s not the only one with skills in the bedroom.
Pulling herself up onto her elbows, she watches me work her over. Her soft cries rain down on me, and I want to drown in them,in her. My tongue does kinky things to her clit as I slide two fingers deep into her tight, wet pussy, twisting my hand on an angle so I can insert my thumb into her ass. She whimpers and her body jerks with the invasion, but when she starts rocking back and forth toward my face, I know she’s enjoying it. There’s nothing hotter.
I can feel her swollen clit pulsing against my tongue, and within moments she’s squirming, so I ramp it up, scissoring my fingers inside her and pushing my digit deeper into her ass until I have her spiraling over the edge.
“Grayson,” she screams, letting her head fall back, exposing her long, lean neck. I love the sound of my name falling from her sweet mouth.
I continue my assault until she collapses back onto the mattress, making her tits bounce in the process.
Carlee sucks in a lung full of air as I place a soft kiss on her inner thigh. “You weren’t lying about that tongue of yours,” she utters.
“I never lie.”
Standing, I remove an accordion of rubbers from my pocket, tearing one off. I drop the rest on the bed besideher. I always come prepared, but I’m now wondering if tonight’s stash is going to be enough. I want to fuck this woman into oblivion, and I’m pretty confident she’ll let me.
She cracks open an eye, giving me a sweet smile.Damn, she’s pretty.
Her gaze tracks my every move, so I make a show of it, slowly tugging down the zip of my pants, sliding the jeans, along with my boxer briefs, over my hips, and stepping out of them once they’re pooled around my ankles. Her attention has zeroed in on my engorged cock. She licks her plump lips like a damn porn star…poke a stick in me, I’m done.
The eagerness to sink inside her is almost too much; it’s a desperation I can’t seem to get a hold of. Like my life depends on it.
My clumsy fingers fumble as I tear open the foil packet, all the while trying to remember what the hell I’m doing with my dick. This has never happened to me before. Usually, I can do this with my eyes closed, but her pussy has infiltrated every last brain cell in my head, wreaking havoc in its wake.
With determination, I finally manage to sheath myself to the hilt before flipping her back over onto her front. I want to see her face when I sink inside her, but I’m not sure I’ll be able to handle it. She maneuvers herself onto her knees, like a good girl, and yelps when I slap her peachy ass.
Leaning down, my lips gently press against her pinkened cheek. There’s something about seeing my mark on her.
