Page 105 of Kissing Games
He lifted his head and smiled. ‘You ejaculated. It was fucking awesome.’
He stuck out his tongue and slowly licked her again. She fell back with a sigh, her legs soft and open. He kissed and caressed her, sucking her clit as her breathing picked up again. He moved his fingers in and out, then added a third. She bucked her hips and he licked faster, zeroing in on her hard nub of pleasure. She sat up, both her hands on his chest. He let her push him backwards to a wide sofa.
‘Lie down,’ she said, her voice low and breathy.
He lay back and watched as she shimmied her dress and bra off.Finally.She stroked over her full breasts, sucking in a breath as she rolled her nipples and rubbed the tips. His cock twitched. He sat up and she pushed him back down.
‘Stay.’
She straddled him, one hand on her nipple, the other grasping his shaft and guiding it to her entrance. He could see her arousal glistening on the inside of her thighs, coating the head of his cock as she moved it back and forth against her. She settled herself and began to work herself down. The sensations were too much. He was overflowing with pleasure and overwhelmed with love. He watched as she eased him all the way in. She paused and they breathed together, their eyes locked. This was it.
‘I love you, Valentina,’ he said tightly.
Her face was flushed and dreamy.
‘I love you too, Charlie,’ she whispered. ‘You’re my everything.’
He held his breath, his throat choked with emotion. She raised herself up till only the head of his cock was inside, then sat down with a soft cry. He circled her clitoris with his fingers and she did it again. His breathing returned in fitful gasps as she moved up and down, finding her sweet spot. He held on for the ride, pushing back against his climax as it surged inside him. She moved faster and faster, tugging at her nipples. Her chest flushed red. He knew she was close. He needed her to come again before he fell apart.
‘Come for me, sweetheart,’ he panted. ‘Let go.’
She fell forward to his chest with a cry, her tongue diving into his mouth. He grabbed her bottom and squeezed, holding her tight as she fucked herself on him. The pressure built at the base of his spine. He couldn’t hold back. She tore her mouth from his with a scream and bit down on his shoulder. Her body shook, shuddering as her orgasm wracked her body. As her muscles milked his cock, he let the wave of his own climax break, thrusting up fast inside her. Pleasure crashed through him, every particle in his body exploding into a billion photons of light. She continued shaking in his arms and he felt the side of his neck wet.
‘Sweetheart, don’t cry.’
She sniffed. ‘I love you so much, Charlie.’
He kissed her. ‘I love you too. Everything’s fine. Everything’s perfect.’
‘But I did a pee pee on your face and bit you,’ she wailed.
He laughed. Relief and joy and happiness bubbled out. He looked at her anxious face and smiled. ‘Valentina, my love, congratulations. You’ve just had wild monkey sex.’
37
Valentina led him to the bathroom. In the shower she leaned back against him, her body tingling and humming with delight as his hands soaped and massaged her breasts. She felt his cock pushing into the crease of her buttocks and smiled.
He nipped at her earlobe. ‘When were you going to tell me about the tattoo?’
She turned, pressing up against him. ‘I was waiting for you to notice. I’d better not take too long in here as it’s still healing.’
He turned off the shower and dried her, getting distracted along the way until she dragged him to the bedroom. Snuggling in his arms, she revelled in the feel of his skin against hers. His lips were hot and insistent, coaxing out kisses until she rolled on top of him and lifted her head from his.
‘It’s about five in the morning UK time. Aren’t you exhausted?’
He shrugged. ‘The last time I passed out in a bed next to you, I woke up and you were gone. I’m not letting that happen again.’
‘I’m so sorry.’
He smiled. ‘Don’t be. You had your life to sort out. And I’m here now.’ He kissed the inside of her wrist where the tattoo was located. ‘Our date of birth, surrounded by hearts that look like birds taking flight, and all done in the colours of the Colombian flag.’
She nodded, an overwhelming rush of love filling her heart. ‘Yes,’ she said shyly. ‘It’s about my roots, my truth, my freedom and my love.’
His eyes glowed as he held her gaze. He swallowed.
‘I’m so proud of you,’ he said, his voice tight. ‘Valentina, I’m in fucking awe of you.’ Her cheeks heated. ‘You walked off that job in London. You smashed it onSaturday Night Live. And you nailed the best love poem I’ve ever heard. I love you so much.’
‘It was all because of you.’
