Page 45 of West Bound

“Jesus Christ, Peaches. This ass.” I squeeze each globe, my fingers digging into her pale skin.

I slip two fingers inside of her and her walls grip them like a vice. I move them in and out and suck her clit back into my mouth. The combination makes the most erotic sound and I can’t wait to hear what her pussy will sound like swallowing my cock.

“Oh my God. Phoenix.” My name rolling off her tongue has my dick leaking precum in my boxers. “Pl-please. Now. You. Me.”

Her words come out in quick staccatos. They make no sense yet so much at the same time. I want to give her everything she wants, but I need to feel her come on my tongue before I sink inside.

“Not yet.” I go back to eating her, stroking her and curling my fingers, looking for that sweet spot.

I suck and rub and before long I hear her breathing turn heavy and just know she’s close. I don’t ease up and pull her closer and closer to the edge. I nip at her bud and suck it between my teeth.

“Fuck!” she shouts and clamps her thighs to my head.

She moans and cries and her body goes rigid. She’s locked into her orgasm while I stay clamped onto her through it the entire time. She tries pushing me away from her sensitive clit, but she’s just too good to stop. I keep sucking and in moments, she’s falling into another mind blowing orgasm.

I finally give her relief and climb up her body. Hovering above her, I watch as her eyelids flutter. Her cheeks are flushed pink and teeth indents mar her perfect lips. My tongue licks them, soothing where she bit down, and she opens her mouth wide to invite me in. We kiss and she moans when she tastes herself on me.

I press up to my knees and slip my thumbs into the waistband of my boxers.

“Are you ready for this?” I ask her.

Her eyes open slowly and she lazily asks, “ready for what?”

With a cocksure smile on my face, I lower my boxers and watch her eyes double, triple, quadruple in size.

“Where the fuck are you going to put that?”

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

VIVIAN

“Need to Know” - Doja Cat

He slides his underwear down his thick, muscular thighs and I see that his quads aren’t the only things that are thick.

“Where the fuck are you going to put that?” I swallow down the lump of oh shit nerves that have suddenly formed in my throat.

So here’s the thing. I’m no innocent prude. I’ve seen a lot of dick. Long, short. Thick, skinny. Curved, straight, light, dark. You name it and I’ve probably had it in the vicinity of my body. My friends call me the Samantha Jones of Magnolia Creek, and tell me I should write a book about penises. Solid backup plan if this broadcasting gig ever goes South.

What I’m saying is that seeing a naked man doesn’t really shock me anymore. But Phoenix…If I were to write a book, his dick would be next to the words “holy perfection”.

My knees shake and my core clenches when I think about him pushing that monster in me. It stands proudly, thick and engorged and swinging side to side like a bat. The damn thing is a bat and it’s about to go to town on batting practice. My poor vagina is going to be destroyed like a piñata at a five year old’s birthday party.

“I…I-I,” I sound like a sailor saluting his captain.

“What’s the matter, Peaches?” he growls and starts to climb his way up my body.

“Woah. Hold on a minute, pony boy.” I push up to my elbows and squirm backwards and up the bed. “That…looks like it could do some damage. I don’t know if I’m ready for my vagina to look like a blown out tire. I mean, that usually comes after like four or five kids. If I get on that thing, my poor cooch will never look the same.”

He’s chuckling like I just told him the best joke, but there is no joke about the fact that his dick is about to tear my shit up.

“A bit dramatic, don’t you think Peaches?”

“You’re such an asshole.”

“An asshole who’s about to fuck you into tomorrow.”

“Literally,” I snort. “That thing is going to break the space time continuum and propel me into the future.”

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