Page 11 of Candy Coated Curves

“Well, why don't you reach down there and see for yourself.”

chapterfive

Nash

“Are you asking me to see how wet your pussy is, little girl?” I growl at her. I’ve never been this fucking hard and I’m surprised I haven’t already come in my pants. Roni is a walking wet dream.

“I am,” she says. “I already know, but I want you to know it too.”

I lick my lips. “You’re all slicked up for me, kitten?”

“Yes,” she breathes.

“Christ. I’m gonna nut all over myself like a goddamn teenager before I even touch you. You’ve got me so hard.” I bring her over to the bed and drop her down and she bounces on it. “This ain’t as nice as my bed at home, but it’ll have to do because I’m too impatient to wait until then.”

She leans back on her elbows and parts her thighs wide. Those plain white, cotton panties, probably the same kind she’s been wearing for years, are so wet on her pussy, there’s a dark shadow between her legs.

“You wax?” I ask

She shakes her head.

“Good girl.” I open my jeans because I can’t handle the pressure anymore. I reach into my grey boxer briefs and tug at my erection. It’s not what I want or what I need, but it feels good. “Take off your panties and show me that pussy. Let me see how wet you are.”

She lays back and pulls them off in some kind of magical movement. They fly over my shoulder and then she’s laying back on the bed wearing only that soaked-thru bra. Her hard nipples press at the damp fabric.

“Bra,” I groan. I squeeze the root of my dick.

She pulls it off, then gets up on her knees. “Can I see it?” she asks.

“My cock?”

“Yes,” she says, her voice full of eagerness.

Her brown eyes look up at me and she’s all innocence and sex and it’s a look that’s purely my Roni. I am such a goner for this woman. I pull my hand out of my boxers, then tug down my waistband so the head of my erection pokes through.

She grabs onto that waistband though—with both hands—and pulls them straight down to my knees. Then her hands are on me exploring. “You’re so big, Nash. Long and thick.” She runs one finger up the underside. “I like this vein.”

I release some kind of strangled noise. “Lick it. Kitten. Wrap your lips around my dick.”

She bends forward and does just that. She’s so eager, up on her hands and knees, her lips and tongue exploring my cock.

I reach between her legs and she’s so wet, her pussy’s leaked onto her thighs. She’s slippery and hungry for anything I give her.

“This pussy is soaked. Were you walking around the Christmas market with a wet pussy?”

She nods, then her lips slide all the way around my cockhead.

“Fuck, kitten, that’s it. You swallow that dick. You want to come on my hand while I fuck your pretty mouth?” I ask her.

She nods, moaning around my shaft.

I lightly spank her pussy once just because I can, then I slide two fingers inside her. I know it’ll be tight in that virgin channel, but I’m going to fuck her and I’ve got to get her ready for me. I’m a big motherfucker, so she’s gotta be prepared.

From this angle, I can finger fuck her g-spot while my heel rubs against her clit. The first time my fingertips scrape against that inner wall of her pussy she nearly levitates off the bed.

Her mouth comes off my dick and she cries out.

I stop moving my hand. “That’s your freebie because it was your first time with that. But you’ve got to keep your mouth on my dick, or I stop moving my hand. Those are the rules. Understand?”

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