kiss along my
thighs before moving to the top of my mound.
“Please let me come.” I found myself
arching my back, my body squirming, pleading for release. His hands
traveled up my body. A single finger traced the outer edges of my
areola. “Please.”
I saw the satisfied smile on his face,
but I didn’t care. I was too far gone. I would have gotten myself
off in front of him without shame at this point; that is, if he
said I could move.
I screamed the second his thumbs
brushed my nipples and his mouth covered my clit simultaneously. I
was immediately thrown into ecstasy, my body convulsing with
pleasure. My pussy contracted, my womb fluttered, as pleasure shot
through my entire body. My muscles clenched and unclenched, my legs
shaking at the sheer magnitude of my release. He directly attacked
my nerves throughout the entire orgasm, sending me into another
small one. I was left fisting the sheets as my mouth hung open and
air fought its way in and out of my lungs.
CRUZ
Damn she was beautiful when she came.
She’d thrust her breasts out as her head slung back; her mouth
formed a perfect ‘O’ as her pussy pulsed beneath me. I couldn’t
wait to make her do it again. I couldn’t hold out any longer
though.
I was over her and slammed home, my
mouth landing on hers in time to catch her cry.
“Ay dios
miyo ! Ay, mi
amor , you’re so tight.” I groaned. Her
walls constricted around my cock, sliding over me like a tight
glove. I could tell she hadn’t had sex in a long time. “How long
has it been?”
Her cheeks colored. She averted her
eyes as she replied. “A couple years.”
Damn. I couldn’t pound into her if it’d
been that long. I didn’t want to hurt her, though I probably
already had given my entrance. I slid back, watching her carefully
for any signs of pain. The second she winced, I stopped. She needed
to relax. Her entire body had clammed up despite just getting
off.
I captured her lips, pressing softly,
sensually. My hands skimmed along her sides, the lush shape of her
curves. Her skin was smooth, like pressing against a cool pillow on
a hot night. I plucked her nipples with my fingers, catching her
gasp with my mouth, taking the opportunity to taste her. I ran my
tongue along hers; I couldn’t get enough of her
sweetness.
The moment her hips pushed up into
mine, I knew she was ready. I inched out before shoving back in to
the hilt again. Her perfectly manicured nails scraped along my back
each time I hit her cervix. The way she wiggled beneath me, the way
she whimpered into my mouth and the way she melted from my touch
tested my self-control. I couldn’t get enough of her.
My cock slipped in and out of her warm,
tight channel. My muscles twisted as my movements became frantic. I
couldn’t hold back any more. I sped up, increasing in both speed
and strength. Skin rubbed skin creating a luscious layer of
friction that had me grunting with every jolt of pleasure. It was
all happening so fast; I was caught up in the frenzy of her, of
Summer. Before I knew it, I was almost there, the telltale
tightening in my groin.
I pulled away from her
lips; enchanted to see them so red and swollen from sucking my cock
and kissing my lips. I didn’t want any other man to ever see her
like this, experience her like this. What
the hell? I was never possessive. It was
always the understanding that even if I had sex with someone I
wasn’t with them. I wouldn’t care who else they fucked, and
likewise, they wouldn’t care if I brought someone else home. But it
was different now. I wanted to be Summer’s only. The thought of her
with another man pissed me off. I made it my goal to give her the
best orgasm of her life. Hopefully making it impossible for anyone
else to measure up to me if she did decide to stray.
I gathered her nipple in my mouth,
flicking the tip with my tongue. She moaned; her fingers lacing
through my hair, holding me to her. I slid a hand between us,
brushing my thumb against her clit.