Page 6 of Curves and Cradles

That adorable grin appears, and she covers her face with her arms. “Thank you.”

I chuckle. Laughing in bed works for me. I’ve always preferred a partner who can enjoy sex and humor. I grab her hips and pull her closer, leaning in to lick her from slit to clit.

“Ohmigod!”

Fuck, yeah. Janie is going to be a screamer.

She’s sweet and responsive, and I could eat her for hours. I alternate my moves, fucking her with my tongue and then sliding up to suck on her clit. She isn’t quiet, moaning and cursing as I pleasure her.

I push a finger inside her, hook it, and wait for her to let me know I’ve found the magic spot. She’s so wet, and my finger fucking in and out of her makes an obscene noise. It only makes me harder. Precum leaks from the tip of my cock, and I moan against her.

Ah, there it is. Combined with my tongue work, that causes her to tighten around my finger. She grabs my short hair and holds my face firmly to her.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!” she yells. “I’m gonna come. Oh, God, I’m gonna come so fucking hard.” Her pussy clenches on my fingers, squeezing me while she calls out my name.

I sit back, grab a condom, rip it open, and roll it on. I take my time crawling up her body, kissing her everywhere. The cluster of freckles next to her belly button, the indention of her waist, the spot between her tits, each hard pink nipple, her collarbones, and finally, her mouth.

I grip my cock and rub against her, coating myself in her arousal. “You’re so fucking wet. God, Janie, I can’t wait any longer.”

“Yes, please.”

I enter her slowly, reveling in how her tight channel hugs my dick. Her legs wrap around my waist, and her feet press against my back, pulling me in deeper. She’s so tight. I can feel how wet she is, even through the condom. I pull back, then slide inside her again. Again and again, I withdraw and plunge back in. No pussy has ever felt better.

“You feel fucking amazing,” I grunt.

She smiles. “You, too.”

Damn shame I have to leave Texas for the deserts of the Middle East to shoot some bad guys because I’d like to spend more time with Janie and her perfect grin. Judging by the surprised look on her face, I may have said some or all of that out loud. Ah, well.

I shift, moving one of my legs to change the angle. When I do, I must hit the jackpot because her eyes widen, and her mouth falls open.

“So good, Kevin. So damn good.”

I thrust again, pull nearly all the way out, and slam inside her. Over and over.

“Oh, God. Yes!” Her head presses into the pillow as she comes around me, squeezing my cock oh so good.

I withdraw and sit back on my haunches. “Roll over.”

She does as I say, rolling over on her belly.

I grab her hips and pull her up on her knees.

“You have a sweet ass, Janie.” I rub my hands over her curves and drag my fingers through her wet folds. Moving closer, I slide back inside her, deeper in this position. “Oh, fuck, baby. I can’t go soft.”

“I don’t want it soft. Fuck me hard, Kevin.”

So I do, slamming into her over and over again. Her tight pussy grips my cock. “I can’t last much longer. You gonna come for me again? Touch your clit for me, baby. Make yourself come.”

She reaches between her legs and strokes herself, and damn if it’s not the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Two seconds later, she goes off like a rocket. Her walls squeeze, triggering my orgasm. She milks my cock with every pulse, and I swear I’ve never come so hard and so much.

I lean forward, bite her neck, and gently kiss it before rolling off her.

She falls onto the bed with a thump. “Oh, it is real. I thought it was a myth.”

Myth? I pad into the bathroom to clean up. Bringing a damp washcloth, I clean her up before crawling back into the bed. “What were you talking about that was a myth?”

She laughs. “You’ll probably think I’m an idiot, but I was talking about my G-spot. I didn’t think I had one. Or at least one that worked.” She rolls over and looks up at me. “But you managed to find it. That, plus multiple orgasms. You’re like a magical sex unicorn.”

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