As I guide her toward the bed in the master suite, I grind my cock against the silky curves of her ass, fighting the urge to shred her panties off her body and drive home. Unlike our last foray in the pool at Noah’s cabin, I have no reason not to take my time with her. I’ll just fuck her first then move on to foreplay. I’m too impatient. I need her heat wrapped around me more than my lungs need air.
When Kylie’s knees hit the duvet, I push her forward and arch her back so her ass sits at the height of my crotch and her tits splay across the bed. Forever impatient, I release my cock from my jeans, slide her panties to the side, then grind my cock’s head up and down her glistening slit. The moans emitting from her lips add to my impatience. Even knowing I should prepare her to take all of me, my patience is stretched too thin.
Kylie rolls her hips, enticing my eagerness even more. “Please, Slater.”
I guide my cock through her wet folds with one hand while the other fists her hair. She purrs more, loving my determined hold. She always liked things a little rough in the bedroom.After ensuring my cock is coated in her juices, hoping to ease the friction, I shift my eyes down, eager to watch our fire-sparking connection.
“Fuck.” My growl comes out rough, pissed my cock isn’t wearing a raincoat. “Hold on, I need a condom.”
I release my grip on her hair before snagging my wallet out of my jeans, which are gathered around my ankles. Another curse word seeps from my lips when I fail to locate a condom in the compartment of my wallet I store them in.
When Kylie hears my haggard groan, she cranks her neck back to peer at me. “In my clutch in the living room.” Her voice is riddled with nerves, like she’s worried I’ll be pissed she’s carrying a condom in her purse. Am I concerned? You’ll have to ask when my brain isn’t mush from all the blood in my body being transferred to my cock.
After snagging a condom out of Kylie’s purse, I walk back into the master suite, rolling protection down my stiffened shaft on the way. My eager steps falter when my eyes lift to Kylie. She appears to be in the position I left her, but I know she’s moved, because her meager pair of panties have been ditched, erotically exposing her gorgeous ass and bare slit to my fervent eyes. Let me tell you, it’s a glorious fucking visual. My cock stands to attention, as if to say,play time, motherfucker!
I prowl the last few steps, too delighted by the visual to rush things as I was earlier. God, she’s beautiful—almost too perfect for me to touch, but I must. I’m starved of her taste, dying to be reacquainted with every inch of her. I need to fuck her hard and fast, then, once she says my name in a husky whisper, my focus will shift to reestablishing the connection we once had.
Kylie fists the sheets in a white-knuckled hold when I rub my cock through the folds of her drenched pussy, swiping its head over her throbbing nub three times for good measure. My cock throbs with need when her sexy purr vibrates all the way to the base. I push in the first inch, eager to feel her squeezes more profoundly. Her pussy sucks at me, a ravenous, greedy suck that reveals I’m not the only one eager to get the party started.
With that in mind, I thrust my fat cock inside of her in one quick pump. She calls out, her husky moan nearly enough to set me off. Fuck I’ve missed that noise. The grunts. The moans.Her.
I bury myself inside her so deeply, if I were to put my hand on her stomach, my dick would poke it. Pain is most likely sparking across her womb from my engorged knob ramming into it, but her moans give no indication that she’s in pain. They beg for me to go harder, faster, riskier.
I give her what she wants and then some. While rocking into her on repeat, I brush my fingertips over the silky skin of her inner thighs.
“Oh…,” she moans, her back arching when I find the nub patiently waiting for stimulation. I grind my thumb down on her clit before circling it, ramping her moans up even more. If my bandmates didn’t get the hint to leave, they’ll have no doubt what we’re doing. Kylie is practically screaming, her shouts as vocal as the grunts bubbling in my chest when I feel how swollen she is from taking my cock. Her pussy lips are puffy and red, but also glistening with arousal.
“You hurting, baby? Do you need me to go slower?”
Kylie shakes her head. “No. Don’t stop. It’s just been a while. I need time to adjust.”
Lust-hazed head or not, nothing will stop my chest from swelling with smugness. She said “a while” like it’s been a lot longer than a couple of weeks. I’d even go as far as saying months. If that doesn’t make me as happy as a pig in mud, I don’t know what will.
“This will help.” Not giving her the chance to protest, I pull out my cock, fall to my knees, then bury my head between her legs. Even my odd angle can’t deny the tightness of her pussy. She’s as clenched now as the first time we fucked. I made her bleed that night. I’m not doing that again.
I drag my tongue along her sore lips before dipping it right down low on the sensitive skin between her ass and slick canal. I stretch her with a tenderness that amplifies the wetness glistening between her legs, but with the hunger of a man who can’t get enough of her taste. She stiffens when I get close to the puckered hole she never let me near we when dated, but I’m pleased to say her knees don’t creep across the sheets like they usually did.
Forever willing to test the waters, I give her ass a quick swipe with my tongue. I smile when I hear her shudders in her moan before I return my devotion to her pussy. We’ve got hours, so untouched orifices can wait. My cock can’t.
I eat her pussy without restraint, loving that her tight body doesn’t put up a single barrier between us. Her glorious ass is in my face, her pussy on my mouth, and her clit is buzzing between my thumb and index finger. The only way this could get hotter was if she had my cock in her mouth.
Now there’s a brilliant idea.
“Scoot up.”
Kylie groans when my mouth leaves her pussy, but before an objection can be fired off her tongue, I snap off my condom, almost castrating myself in the process, then lie beside her, but reversed. When my cock almost gouges out her eye, she figures out what I’m attempting to achieve, and I swear to God, she has my cock in her mouth even faster than that.
“Jesus, baby. Hungry much?”
She gabbles out a reply, but I can’t hear a fucking thing she’s saying since my cock is stuffed into the back of her throat. Any talking is left for dust when I curl her thighs around my ears before chowing down. Her ass is no longer in view, but for what I miss visually, I make up for with sneaky fingers. I drag my thumb over her clenched hole at the same steady pace my tongue devours her slick pussy. It’s a fast, hungry embrace that has me fucking her face as if it’s her slit.
After ramming my hips forward so fast, she gags, I press my thumb against her back entrance, loving that it opens for me with only the slightest protest. I suck her clit into my mouth before slipping my thumb inside her deeper, my boldness encouraged by her scent that grows muskier with each millimeter I notch inside her.
“I’m going to fuck you here, Kylie. It’s as hungry for my cum as your throat.” Her hopeful moan vibrates my knob. “First your mouth, then your pussy, then your ass. I’m going to claim every inch of you—today.” Her entire body quakes at my last word.
I suck on her clit so hard, her ass accepts all of my thumb as my name tears from her throat. Her screams are so loud, I’m sure every guest on our floor can hear them—my bandmates included. I shouldn’t love the idea of them hearing Kylie in the throes of ecstasy, but I do. It has me eating her faster, almost brutally. I drag my tongue up and down her damped slit while my thumb pumps in and out of her no-longer virginal ass at the same pace my cock fucks her mouth.
I lick, pump, and graze my teeth over her thrumming nub on repeat until she climaxes for the second time, but this time, her screams are muffled by the cum jetting out of my cock.
