“No! What? Why?” I chuckle at her protests. It isn’t nice to torment her, but I want her to come on my tongue not just my fingers. “That’s just wrong, you brute.” Rachel grabs my hand to force it back where she wants it, but I resist, raising up to smirking down at her.
“You’ll come when I say you come, angel,” I warn her. “You’re fucking the devil tonight, don’t forget that.” She narrows her eyes at me, completely unafraid. I’m in deep, deep trouble. This woman is going to break me, but hell if it won’t be sweet torture.
“Get those shorts off, angel. I need to taste you.” Her anger is gone in a flash as she hurries to do my bidding. It isn’t easy. I don’t give her much room to maneuver, but she manages to lift her hips enough to get them off. She’s now completely bare under me. I lean back a little more so I can fully appreciate the view.
She’s absolutely stunning, and she’s all mine…at least for the night. Full breasts hang heavily to each side from their weight. They’re much more than a handful. Her abdomen is soft and a little raised with hips that flare out to rest over thick thighs. I can’t wait to have them wrapped around my head while I dine on her. The scent of her arousal perfumes the air, permeating the room.
“Fucking gorgeous, angel.” She grins. Her hands come up to slide up my arms. She tugs at my clothes, encouraging me to stop looking and get busy. I have to agree. While I’m enjoying the view, I know tasting her will be a thousand times better.
Without another moment’s hesitation, I slide off the bed to stand. I quickly lose my clothes while Rachel watches in appreciation. My dick juts up to smack my abdomen when it springs free from my pants. Precum is leaking from the head.Damn! I’m so hard it hurts but in a good way.
Rachel licks her lips while staring at it. More fluid drips from the tip. Fast as lightening, she sits up and licks the tip of my dick, catching a drop before it falls.
“Fuck Angel! A little warning next time. You almost made my shoot my load like a virgin teenager.” She hums a laugh around the head. She seems to be enjoying herself, licking and sucking my dick. “You got to stop baby. It’s been a fucking long time for me. I ain’t gonna last long with you doing that.”
She doesn’t stop but sucks me deep taking me down to the back of her throat. She gags but keeps going. I gather the strands of her hair in my hands so I can watch her take me. She moves faster causing my hips to move. I fuck her mouth, taking care not to choke her. I can feel my release coming like a freight train.
“I gonna come, angel, pull off.” She sucks me down as I explode. I pump my hips as rope after rope of cum shoots into her mouth. She swallows over and over around my cock, drool and cum drip out the sides of her mouth. Sexist fucking thing I’ve ever seen. I pull my dick free, pushing her back onto the bed and kiss her, tasting myself.
After a long deep kiss, letting her know just how much I enjoyed her blow job, I pull away to stand once more. My dick is still hard, despite having come so forcefully just moments ago. I grab her ankles, jerking her to the edge of the bed until her hips are about to slide off. She squeals in shock.
I kneel at the feet of my queen, my angel. Pressing her knees apart, I kiss the inside of each knee, then her thighs, taking my time moving toward my goal: her hot center. Her eyes are on me, watching my every move. Just as I reach the juncture of her thighs to her body, I lift my gaze to lock onto hers.
I kiss her mound each of her lower lips before parting them to give her a long, slow lick up the center. Flavor explodes on my tongue, so much better than I’d imagined. I swirl my tongue around her clit, then flick it with the tip of my tongue, never breaking eye contact.
“Rosco!” she groans. I lose her eyes when they roll back, and she collapses onto the mattress. Her hands find my head, holding it between her thighs, but she doesn’t have to worry. I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.
She tastes fucking spectacular. I knew she would. I’ve had my first taste, and it’s never going to be enough. I spear my tongue into her dripping wet entrance, lapping up her cream before returning my attention to her clit.
When I suck it into my mouth, she goes wild, fucking my face with abandon, her cries becoming frantic the more I devour her. She’s so damn close, but I can tell she needs more to push her over the edge. Moving my right hand up her thigh, I slip two fingers into her, not even bothering to ease her into it with one.
“Yes! Fuck, yes!” she screams, her hips rising and falling rapidly and nearly tearing her clit from my lips. I pump my fingers roughly into her over and over. Her legs tremble, and she explodes, screaming my name.
It’s a good thing Jason took the boys home with him. There’s no way they wouldn’t have heard us. I keep fingering and sucking on her, drawing out her release. She shudders repeatedly, her thighs quaking violently on either side of my head.
When she seems to be settling, I release her, pressing soft kisses to her soaking wet mound. I stand then and reach for the drawer on my night stand. I pull out a roll of condoms, ripping them free from the box. I quickly don one before turning back to her.
“You ready, angel?” She nods scrambling back up into the center of the bed. I love seeing her flushed, naked, and panting in my bed. This is where she belongs. It hits me hard, but I refuse to dwell on it, to let it ruin this moment.
I climb on to the bed to kneel between her open thighs. She spreads them to make room for me, absolutely no hesitation or embarrassment to be seen. I loom over her, bracing one hand on either side of her head.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” I warn her, giving her ample opportunity to change her mind, but she isn’t afraid. She brings her legs up to wrap around my waist, urging me to get started. Fuck this is going to be my damnation.
22
RACHEL
Oh my God!!I knew having sex with Rosco would be hot, but he has already far exceeded my expectations, and we haven’t even gotten to the good stuff…or maybe it’s the better stuff, because holy hell! I have never in my life come has hard as I did just now on his mouth and fingers, yet my core is still throbbing, begging for his cock.
I watch as he deftly rolls on a condom and crawls onto the bed. I spread my legs to give him room. He kneels between them, staring at me with such concentration it takes my breath. He’s watching me and assessing my reactions. His body looms over me, and he places his hands on either side of my head.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” he growls, but doesn’t move. He’s giving me a chance to put a stop to this before we get any deeper, but there’s no way in hell I’m letting him get away without this happening.
He’s caught up in the moment, but later he is going to pull away from me. When he’s had time to think about it, he’s going to regret this. My eyes close briefly to hide the pain that realization brings me. He doesn’t want a relationship, not that we can have one, but this is more than sex. We both know it, but we chose not to acknowledge it.
Even knowing it’s going to destroy me when I have to walk away, I still want this. I wantus, even for just this moment. I don’t want to think. I only want to feel.
I wrap my legs around his waist. My hands grip his shoulders and urge him to get moving. The need to have him inside me is overwhelming. My movements spur him into action. His head dips to watch as he strokes the head of his cock at my entrance, wetting the condom to ease his entry.
