Page 47 of Richmond’s Legacy

“Is that right?” she sassed back. “What exactly are you expecting me to do?”

“I’m expecting you to open wide so I can feed my cock down your throat.”

“And just how do you plan to make me do that?”

For all the playful banter, I didn’t have to make her. She opened her mouth wide as I slid in, taking me down her throat, arching her neck to take even more before sliding her lips back down the shaft. Over and over. An uncontrollable torrent of words tumbled out of my mouth like a waterfall, a dirty flow of praise.

“Sweetheart…you’re so beautiful…so beautiful…so beautiful with my cock in your mouth…so good…fuck…FUUUCK.”

Suddenly, Greer released my cock, nestling back down to tongue my balls while looking straight up at me. Now dangerously close to coming all over her pretty face, I swung off her neck and repositioned myself between her legs, splaying them wide. I’d waited too long. Now the slightest brush of my dick against her might be enough to make me come. I’d be keeping myself well away until I was confident I wouldn’t embarrass myself.

But she knew, her beautiful lips curved into a naughty smile.

“Couldn’t handle any more?”

We’d slept together only a week ago, but I might as well have been celibate for years, the way I was shaking.

“The question is, can you handle more, sweetheart? Because it’s your turn now.”

I pushed a finger inside her roughly, making sure she was nice and wet, crooking it up and watching her back bow off the bed.

“Oh, God…yes…”

“I need you to come for me before I fuck you, baby. Come all over my fingers. Relax. Let go. I won’t stop.”

But just like any other time in our relationship, Greer didn’t obey. Of course, she couldn’t come on command. I had to work for it. And that made it even sweeter.

I moved my body behind her, spooning her, drawing her leg over mine as my aching cock found a home between the cheeks of her ass.

Careful, now.

She whimpered when I rubbed my thumb over her clit. I wished it was my tongue, but I wasn’t willing to give up the intoxicating proximity I had. Her silken shoulders had backed against my chest. I was holding her, pleasuring her, could whisper directly in her ear. You could tell me my house was on fire, and I’d be slow to act.

I circled her clit again and again with my long fingers while keeping her leg bent over my hip.

“Your legs are spread so wide, sweetheart,” I whispered, continuing to play with her. “You’re spread wide open. It’s a good thing there’s no one else here, or they’d see you with your legs open, letting me finger your pretty pussy.”

My coarse strokes on her swollen, throbbing clit, combined with the filthy things I was saying to her, eventually sent her over the edge. Without warning, I slid my cock into her to the hilt, feeling the last tight pulses of her orgasm before I began to thrust.

I couldn’t hold back anymore, pounding into her and using my teeth on her neck while cupping her full breast with my hand.

I wasn’t sure I’d be able to make Greer come again, but the low keen she released from the back of her throat was all the inspiration I needed to try. My balls ached from holding back my orgasm, but I worked on lengthening my strokes, listening to Greer’s long moans until I couldn’t hold back.

My last few pumps were stiff and choppy, and she gasped, pulsing around me as I filled her.

It was over…but I couldn’t wait to have her again. And again. I couldn’t wait to give her everything and anything she needed, always. And I couldn’t wait to ruin her for anyone else.

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