“Baby, you’re going to suck me dry,” he rasps, ramping up his assault on my pussy, slipping the tips of his fingers in and out of my entrance to prepare me for him. “Slow and easy like a good girl and maybe you’ll earn more of my cum.”
Slow and easy must not be my forte—seconds later I push the tip of his cock as deep into the back of my throat as I can go. Ihollow my cheeks, sucking like a champ and pulling more cum from his balls one long suck at a time.
His eyes spin back in his head as another orgasm forces itself out of him without any control, his hand pulling me off his cock just as a long spray of creamy seed lands across my breasts.
“Mm.” The fire in my belly turns up another notch. He thrusts out a palm, spreading his seed into my skin. “Right where your seed belongs,” I whisper.
He presses our lips together, the taste of us mingling hotter than hell. Locking my wrists in his hand, he pushes me back into the pillows and ravages down the length of my body, alternating between teeth and tongue.
“This is your punishment for making me cum twice before I’m done enjoying you,” he growls, propping my legs on his shoulders, burying his head between my thighs and working through my damp folds with determined thrusts of his tongue.
“Oh, oh my god,” I hum, the sensation overwhelming.
“Tangle with the beast and get a hundred tongue lashings—that’s your punishment for making me cream down that tight little throat of yours,” he murmurs against my skin.
“I want your seed inside me,” I confess softly.
“Oh, it will be, baby, give it time.” He slaps my soaked pussy. “We’ve got a lifetime, and at least a few dozen more orgasms before you’re good and ready.”
He sucks on my clit, enjoying the way my confession turns into helpless little mewls as my thighs begin to shake around his ears, fingers grasping for purchase in the sheets before I tumble headlong over the cliff, release pummeling me as forcefully as his did.
He growls against my body, “I love milking your sweetness, dipping my tongue into your thick honey and making you cream all over my face.”
“I didn’t know I could feel so drunk on orgasms,” I finally coo, eyes still closed.
“Drunk on me, baby. Orgasms by Clay, tips not required but always appreciated.” He cocks a grin at me when my eyes open.
A little giggle tears from my lips.
“I’ll give you a tip you’ll never forget.” I reach out with my free hand, fingertips tickling the tip of his still semi-hard, leaking dick.
“Be careful, you’re about to earn yourself a hundred more tongue lashings.”
“I’m counting on it.”
My giggle is all I hear as he falls down on top of me again, coaxing all the drops of sweetness out of me with his tongue. By the time he finishes with me, I’ll never think of punishment the same way again.
A groan of appreciation falls off his lips before he anchors my hips with his hands and then eases into me in one slow thrust. The pinch of him stretching me eases quickly, his lips sucking at my neck as he works in and out of me slowly. I feel so full, so loved, so cherished and nearing the edge of another orgasm.
“Wait for me–I can feel your sweet pussy gripping my cock but I need you to wait for me, sweet girl.”
I clamp down on my bottom lip, trying to control the unfurling of my release as his thickness rubs every delicious nerve deep inside of me.
“That’s it, my sexy little firecracker, I’m so close. You’re gonna make me cum inside this hot little pussy.” And then a primal growl barrels out of him, his hips sinking deeper inside of me as he fills me with more of his hot cum.
My own release follows, my pussy trembling around him in waves of sweet pleasure. “Mm, yessss…”
Clay collapses on top of me, easing his soaked dick out of my body before tucking me into his arms and pulling me tightlyagainst him. “I’m hoping a snowstorm comes along and keeps us locked up here for at least the next few weeks.”
“You’re downright crazy, Clay Walker.”
“Crazy for yo?—”
“Ah—” I cover his lips with one hand. “Don’t even say it.”
He tries to talk around my hand, finally giving in and nipping at my finger with his teeth before sucking my digit long and slow into his mouth.
“Mm, I was going to say…” he lingers, enjoying my taste, “I’m crazy for your pussy. I would never say anything as romantic as that other thing you were thinking.”
