Peering down at her tight little body, over the curves and swell of her breasts, I wonder how I got so lucky. Fuck I need her, a taste, a tiny one.
“I need to make you come, do you want that?” I ask, needing to make sure this is something she wants before I make the move.
“Yes, please,” she says quietly, and that’s enough for me to get my ass into gear. Gently I place her on the bed, hovering over her perfect body. Her red hair fans out against the mattress, like a fiery halo hanging above her head. It makes her look strong, powerful, just as I’ve always seen her.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” I whisper. My eyes catch on her already pebbled nipples and lean forward, taking one into my mouth, sucking greedily on the stiff peak. I’m not as hesitant and careful as I was last time. I don’t think I have to be anymore. There is more trust between us now than there was before. While I swirl my tongue against her nipple, I knead the flesh of her other breast, listening as she mewls like a cat beneath me.
Fuck, my cock is already hard again, and I’d bet a million dollars right now that she’s drenched, her arousal coating the inside of her thighs.
Releasing her breast with a pop, I listen to her displeased whimper and I can’t help but smile. “I want to taste you, make you come with my mouth, feel your pulse against my tongue. I know last time you said—”
“It’s okay,” she interrupts me. “I want that too, I’m okay now.”
I place a chaste kiss against her mouth once before I slowly start blazing a path of fire with open-mouthed kisses down her body. Paying special attention to the delicate skin on her neck, breasts and the part of her ribs that I know she is ticklish in. Soft giggles fill the room and her hands land on my shoulders, pushing me down playfully.
“Don’t worry, that’s where I was going,” I murmur into her skin as I continue my way south, planting even more open mouth kisses around her hip and lower belly until I reach my destination. Nestling between her thighs, I’m like a kid on Christmas morning getting my first up-close look of her pretty pink pussy. I let my nostrils flare, and nuzzle my nose against her cunt, the sweet smell of her arousal shooting straight to my cock.
Fuck me. I’ve never smelt something so decadent. It takes everything in me not to drive right in, to suck that hard little nub between her folds into my mouth. Reigning myself in, I grip onto her thighs and part her legs even farther, making note of the arousal that glistens against her folds and thighs.
“Your pussy smells good enough to eat…” I purr, placing a kiss on the inside of her thigh.
“Then eat it…” She pants, sitting up on her elbows, clearly trying to get a better view. I peek up at her over her mound, meeting her darkened eyes before I lower my face and drag my tongue right over that bundle of nerves that I know will send her into a frenzy. She doesn’t disappoint me, her back arched off the mattress and a moan escapes her lips as I feast on her like I’m a starving man and like she’s my last meal, I suck on her clit.
Her hands find my hair, her nails raking over my scalp as I keep worshipping her pussy like it’s the holy grail. Her moans turn louder and her trembling thighs squeeze together. I know she is close and the thought of having her cum on my tongue has my cock painfully hard.
“Please… stop,” she moans, and I stop what I’m doing, even though I’m thoroughly confused. She wants me to stop? Shit, did I misread her that much? I look over her mound directly into her flushed face.
“You okay?”
“Yes, I want you,” she pants, confusing me even further. “I want you inside of me… now,” she purrs, licking her lips.
“Are you sure?” I have to make fucking sure she wants this.
Her hands land on my shoulders, pulling me up toward her. “Yes, please…” I didn’t think my cock could get any harder than it already is, but shit, her words make it happen.
Knowing that I can’t control myself being on top right now, I crawl up the bed and sit down next to her. With my back leaning against the headboard, I pull her onto my lap so she is straddling me.
“You want my cock, you take it. Take what you want, at your pace.” I barely finish saying the words when she starts to lower herself onto the iron rod between my legs. The head of my dick makes contact with her wet folds and I almost come right then.
“Fuck me…” I say under my breath.
“I’m going to.” Her voice laced with unbridled desire.
Resting my hands on her hips for nothing more than support, I give her full control. She plants her hands on my shoulders to steady herself, her tiny nails sinking into the flesh as she slowly positions herself, letting my dick glide through her pussy until my throbbing head is lined up with her entrance. Her eyes are locked with mine, her pupils so dilated there is only a sliver of light blue around them.
“I love you,” she says as she impales herself on my length. My eyes roll to the back of my head and it takes everything inside me not to squeeze her hips as pleasure ripples through me. Like a fucking vise wrapped around my dick, she hugs me tightly, almost as if she was made for me. Something in my chest tightens, and I can’t stop myself from wrapping my arms around her and hugging her to my chest.
“I love you, Emerson, so much, so fucking much. Thank you for giving me this piece of you.” I kiss her hair and release her. When she pulls away, I see tears in her eyes, but I know they aren’t tears of pain or sadness. They’re tears of joy. Slowly, she starts to move, and I watch through hooded eyes as inch after inch of my cock gets swallowed by her tightness. Every inch of my body hums with pleasure, my pulse pounding in my ears as she swivels her hips finding a rhythm that satisfies her.
“Clark…” she pants, her eyes closed, her face a mask of sheer pleasure.
Lifting a hand, I brush my fingers across her throat, and down her collarbone with a feather-light touch before pressing my palm against her breast, right over her erratic heartbeat. Of all the times I’ve had sex in my life, nothing compares to the intimateness encompassing me right now. In this moment it’s just us, together at last, becoming one.
Using my other hand, I bring my thumb to her hard little clit and make tiny circles against the bundle of nerves. Her head tips back and a heady whimper slips past her soft lips.
“I’m…” Her body starts to tremble, and I can feel my own orgasm building deep in my spine, traveling at lightning speed toward my cock.
“Come, come, all over my cock…” I growl, needing to feel her squeeze the life right out of me. I want to know that I’ve taken those horrible memories and replaced them with good ones. That I’ve worshipped her body like it’s never been worshipped before.
“Oh… Clark. Oh God…” She starts to bounce up and down, faster and faster, the sound of her arousal filling the room and like a rocket, I know the minute to goes off. Her entire body tenses, her lips part but no words come out, and her pussy, that sweet fucking pussy squeezes me so tight I nearly pass out. Her orgasm causes a ripple effect that brings on my own, and even though I want to hold off, to continue to have her fuck me over and over again I can’t fight off the climax that’s barreling toward me.
Powerless to the pleasure, I let it own me, my balls draw up and with a roar, I explode filling her hole with every single drop of my release. Being inside of her, coming inside of her, it feels like Heaven, like I’ve died and finally met my maker.