Page 24 of Screwed

He switches to the other breast, leaving that nipple hard, red, and wet from his mouth.

“More. I need more,” I cry, my hips arching in invitation.

Arlo nods, his hair brushing against my skin as he grabs my panties and slips them down my legs. As soon as he’s tossed them over his shoulder, he’s back and he nudges my thighs apart and settles between them. I’m about to tell him to stop, to just fuck me already, when he buries his face between my legs and starts to eat me like I’m a five-course meal and he’s starving.

“Arlo! Oh my!” I half shout, half moan.

He moans against my drenched flesh and I wiggle under him, both loving what he’s doing to me and feeling overstimulated by it.

His hands wrap around my thick thighs and he holds me in place, his tongue rubbing small circles over my clit. With each pass, my body seems to grow more and more tense, like he’s tightening a wire or something inside of me and I’m about to snap.

“I’m… oh gosh… I...” I babble incoherently as my orgasm grows and grows inside of me.

My mouth opens on a silent cry and just like that, I come, my hips wiggling and squirming against his face.

“Fucking delicious,” Arlo groans as he kisses my thighs and stands.

“I need more,” I say, already greedy for him.

So this is what has everyone acting like idiots. I can see why. I’ve never felt anything like what I just did with Arlo.

I want to feel it again.

Arlo climbs onto the bed and I scoot backward into the center as he does. His hands come down on either side of me and I spread my thighs as wide as they’ll go, wanting him to sink inside of me.

“Are you ready?” Arlo asks and for the first time, he looks unsure.

“Yes, I’ve never wanted anything more in my life,” I whisper.

He nods, lining himself up with my snug hole.

“Condom,” he says, starting to pull away but I stop him.

I’m desperate for him. I feel like I’m balancing on a tightrope and I’ll fall if I don’t feel him in me in the next few seconds.

“I’m on the shot and I’m clean,” I say in a rush and he nods.

“I’m clean too,” he says and I nod.

My fingers dig into his arms as he starts to push inside of me. He leans down and kisses me, trying to distract me from the pinch of pain as he goes.

We both curse as he thrusts fully inside of me and I close my eyes tight, trying to get used to the sudden invasion.

“Holy shit,” he murmurs and I start to laugh.

He sounds like he’s in awe of me and I can’t help it. I blink my eyes open at him and Arlo grins down at me.

“You’re so big,” I say and he huffs out a laugh.

“I’m sorry?”

That has me giggling some more and he grins.

“No, it’s good. It’s really good,” I assure him. “Can you move?”

“Oh, thank god,” he groans and I laugh again.

Until he pulls out of me and slowly starts to sink back in. This time, we both moan and my legs tighten around his hips.

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