Page 50 of Life To My Flight

I laughed. “As if that could scare me.”

Before I could get the last word out, Cleo lunged forward, encircling my waist with his large arm and pulling me flush up to his body.

“It should,” he said ominously just before leaning forward and sucking the top fleshy part of my breast into his mouth.

I groaned, pushing closer to him as Cleo back stepped up the stairs.

With no other choice, I followed him.

He pulled hard, and I could practically feel the blood rushing to my skin, purpling in a bruise that was in the shape of his sexy, sinful mouth.

“You,” I said breathily. “We…fuck.”

He’d pulled the top down exposing my nipple to his hungry mouth, followed shortly by sucking it roughly into his mouth.

He fed on my nipple, taking long, rough pulls. Then he alternated by running the tip of his tongue around the turgid peak while holding it in place with his teeth.

“Damn,” I groaned when we finally reached the top step, allowing me to lean into his embrace fully, followed shortly by my hand disappearing into the elastic of his pants.

His cock was rock hard as my fist finally found its destination.

He spread his legs wider, allowing the room I so desperately wanted.

His balls were loose and hanging a lot lower between his legs than they’d been last night, and I was fascinated by the feel of them.

“You’re killing me,” he said just before switching to my other breast.

I smiled down at his head, and then closed my eyes as he took a particularly strong pull on my nipple.

“God,” I groaned as his large hand slipped underneath the elastic of my own pants, and zeroed in on my throbbing clit.

His back hit the side of the house, and he groped blindly for the screen door’s handle, never once losing his grip on my clit or my breast.

He swung quickly, flinging the screen door open so hard that it slapped against the house with a thud.

He didn’t wait for it to close, though.

One second I was in front of him massaging his balls, and the next I was inside the door, on my knees.

With a harsh yank, he pulled my tight shorts down my legs exposing my ass.

With no time wasted, he lined his hard cock up with my entrance, and thrust inside.

This sex was different than it was last night.

Harder. Rougher. Stronger. With more emotion.

My eyes closed as he started thrusting his hips forward, ramming into me so hard that I had to fall down to my elbows to keep myself from face planting into his pretty wood floors.

My core started tightening on his cock, going higher and higher until I started to explode around him.

Impossibly, his speed increased, and his balls started slapping against my clit, giving me that little push that I needed to rocket into my orgasm.

I would’ve screamed, but my breath left me in the first wave.

My pussy clamped down hard on his cock, milking him like a serpent.

He groaned and grasped the fleshy part of my ass as he thrust once, twice, and three more times, finally releasing inside of me.

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