I move my hand down between our bodies, rubbing her clit. I am going to make damn sure that she comes when I do… and I’m going to come pretty damn soon.
“Oh my god,” she says, leaning forward. “Do that again, baby. Rub my clit just like that…”
“I love hearing you tell me just what you need,” I grate. I dance my fingers around her clit, watching her expression closely.
Her hips work, moving back and forth, her movements growing frenzied.
“Oh my god. Oh… oh…” She drives herself right to the edge and I can feel her tensing and clenching, getting closer and closer.
“Fuck. That’s right, sweetheart. The way that your sweet little pussy grips my cock so tight—”
Ella’s eyes widen suddenly and she throws her head back, her hips twitching almost violently. That little bit of dirty talk is enough to push her over the edge. She cries out, her pussy spasming wildly, her nails scoring the flesh of my chest.
I let myself go, pumping up into her body with abandon. I can feel the orgasm before it hits, feel it start down low in my balls. It tears loose and I thrust upward again and again, her greedy little pussy milking my cock of every drop.
I grab her by the waist and haul her up on the bed, spreading her thighs and bringing us together. My mouth descends upon hers, hungry and demanding.
She opens her mouth and her thighs for me, drawing me in without a second of hesitation. Her hands slip around my neck, fingernails lightly scoring the flesh of my shoulders. I palm one of her breasts, then pinch her nipple, drawing a cry from her lips.
I trail kisses down her jaw, skipping over her neck, and bend down to nuzzle the space between her tits. I feel her legs wrap around me, her heels digging into the backs of my legs, pulling me as close as possible. I know I’m not being delicate with her, but I’m too entranced to care.
She doesn’t seem to mind, her head thrown back. She’s making these little ohhh and umm sounds that are killing me, every second I’m not inside her.
Fuck. I just had her, but it’s not enough.
Will it ever be enough? I don’t know and frankly, I don’t care.
I need to have her hot pussy again, right this second. She kisses me, and I bite her lower lip. She grabs me and bites me on the neck, which I swear makes my cock pulse.
“Fuck!” I grit out. “You are trouble, aren’t you sweetheart? I am going to have to fuck you again, I think. I can’t get enough of you.”
I squeeze one of her tits hard, and she gasps.
“Have I been naughty?” she whispers. “I don’t mind if you show me how bad I’ve been…”
“Ohhh fuck,” I say, pushing her down on the bed. I look at her for a second, searching her face. “You don’t really want that.”
She struggles under me, trying to push me off. “Maybe I do.”
I bring my hand up to her neck, fitting my fingers around the slim white column of her neck. I apply just a little bit of pressure, making her gasp and writhe beneath me. When I release her, she tries to pull me closer for a kiss. I allow it for a moment, but then I pull back. There is much more I want to do to her.
I want to take her ass. I want to be the first man to make her moan from stimulating her clit and her ass together. She apparently has other plans, though.
She looks up at me, biting her lip.
“Can I taste you?” she asks quietly, seeming unsure. “Would you like that?”
Surprised, I let out a bark of laughter. God, could Ella be any sexier? I reach down and stroke my cock with one hand, nodding.
“Do you really have to ask if you can suck my cock? But I might remind you that I can get quite forceful if I enjoy what you’re doing.”
Ella surprises me by hopping off the bed and kneeling on the floor, looking up at me with complete trust. God, her pussy is probably still dripping with my seed and here she is, kneeling on the floor, ready to take my cock again.
My cock stirs at the sight of her on her knees, her gorgeous dusky skin catching in the moonlight.
“Fuck. How did I get so lucky?” I wonder aloud.
She raises a brow and then opens her mouth.
“Ready when you are, honey,” she husks.
“Fuck.” I get off the bed, taking my cock in my fist. I step closer, and she places a hand on my hip, looking at my dick. “That’s… perfect. Jesus, you’re hot when you’re on your knees like that.”
Swallowing, I look down at her heart-shaped face. Her pouty lips part as I guide my cock to her mouth. The second I touch my cock to her lips, the sensitive head probing the wet heat of her mouth, I have to close my eyes for a moment.
My dick twitches, and it takes everything in me not to just bury myself in her hot mouth. I imagine how I would do it. How good it would feel just to put my hand in her hair, to let go and fuck her mouth and throat.
But no. I open my eyes again, breathing hard. She’s looking up at me, her lips on the very tip of my dick, her eyes telling me that she trusts me. I have to remember that.
“Open your mouth a little wider. Stick out your tongue for me, sweetheart.” I pull at the back of her neck, pressing the blunt head of my cock against her lips. She kisses my cock and then rolls out the velvety tip of her tongue across the very tip. Her tongue is hot and wet and she licks the head of my cock, sending tiny lightning bolts of electricity down to my feet. My toes curl.
This girl is some kind of magic, I swear. I grip the back of her neck, ecstatic.
“Fuuuuuuck,” I whisper.
She nudges my hand out of the way, closing her little fist around my cock. I put my hand into her hair as she sinks her mouth down on my dick.
Ella starts to work her head up and down the shaft of my cock, fucking me oh so slowly. I groan as she picks up the pace a little, closing my eyes and leaning my head back.
Usually when I’m fucking a girl’s pussy or ass, I’m in a position of complete control. I can stop or slow down as often as I want, which helps me keep from blowing my load before I’m ready. Even with throat-fucking, I am in control more than I am now.
And control is something I desperately need to have, especially now. Especially with Ella.
“Fuckkkk,” I hiss. “Fuck, darling. That feels so god damned good.” Her mouth feels incredible, it’s going to be hard to restrain myself. “You have to stop, otherwise I’m going to finish in your mouth.”
She doesn’t stop, though. She keeps going, taking me right to the edge. In the end, I gently grab her face and push her back. She sits back on her heels, wiping at her mouth with the back of her hand.
“I love your taste,” she says, her eyes scanning my face. “It’s indescribable.”
I lean down, crouching to kiss her full lips. She tastes like me, something dark and musky, and it takes everything in me not to stand up and have her finish me off.
My cum would probably look amazingly velvety against her dark skin. But no, I have other things that I want to accomplish.
“Your mouth is incredible.” I pull her up, and then toss her onto the bed. “I just didn’t want to finish in your throat, sweetheart. Not when there are so many other places that call my name. I’m going to fuck your ass tonight.”
She looks nervous and laughs a little. “What?”
“Yes, darling.” I crawl onto the bed, my eyes hard upon hers. “You’re going to love it. I promise.”