“Oh, fuck. Yes.” She rides my face back to front, pushing until the tip of my finger penetrates, and I’m sucking and licking everyinch of her slit as she rocks like I’m her favorite saddle. “You can’t even know how good that feels.”
Maybe not, but I love the taste of her, the feel of her, and seeing her come apart is my new life’s work. Wrapping my lips around her clit, I suck and press my finger deeper.
Her tight ass clamps around me, and her screams, gasps, and moans fill my bedroom like the finest symphony.
“More. Fucking hell, Max.” She tips her ass up to take more of my thick finger.
I suck hard, then release her clit to thrust my tongue inside her sweet pussy.
The strength of her second orgasm is staggering as her walls pulse around my tongue and finger. Her juices cover my face, and I lap up every drop of her sweet nectar. I kiss her soft flesh and ease my finger out of her.
With a soft moan, she lies across my chest. “You’re amazing.”
“Not without you, I’m not.” I hold her and run a hand along her spine.
“May I have another taste?” She licks the spot just above my heart.
“Of course.” I brace for the pleasure and am not disappointed.
There is no pain as her fangs pierce my skin. My cock throbs with desire, my body tightens with the pure ecstasy of her elixir rushing through my bloodstream. I’m on fire with it. Part of me wants to hold back and wait to be inside her, but there is no waiting. I let go and thrust the air as I come all over her ass and back. She has bewitched me, and her teeth continue to pump pleasure into me. My cock thickens again before it even has time to rest.
“Tilda.”
She licks, and her saliva closes the wound as if it never happened. Cheeks slightly pink and youthful, she smiles wickedly and presses her hands against my ribs.
I’m about to suggest she needs rest when she impales herself on my cock.
We both still, and cry out.
As her perfect body adjusts to my girth and length, she rocks. “The way the hair around the base of your cock tickles my thighs drives me mad.”
“No more than the fact that you can take all of me does to me, my love.” I grip her hips and back, then roll so that she’s on her back, legs wide, and I'm between them.
Passion is like fire in her blue eyes, and her pupils are fully dilated. “You need to fuck me now, Max. I need it hard.”
Worried she needs rest, I want to argue, but I’m a slave to her needs. I pull back and push forward. The animal that I am forces its way to the surface, and a growl explodes from my mouth, followed by a keening howl. I hold back, not wanting to hurt her.
Her strong legs tighten around me, pulling me in faster and harder than I intended. “Don’t toy with me. Not now. We can play that game later. Fuck me, Max.”
Another growl, and I thrust inside her tight pussy. Our flesh slaps, my hair is wet with her juices. The thought of that and the scent filling the air drives me harder until I’m like a piston giving and taking at full speed.
Her moans bounce off the walls as she takes every inch of me and meets my every thrust. She grips the bedding, thrashes her head from side to side, and squeezes her eyes shut.
“Look at me, Tilda. I want to see your eyes when you come for me.” The familiar tingle stars at the base of my spine. My legs shake with it.
Opening her eyes, she meets my stare and screams. “Maaax.”
Her pussy pulses around my cock, pushing me over the edge. I think of pulling out, but her legs tighten, keeping me in place. I come in a rush of ecstasy and fill her until my cum drips down her ass.
Pumping upward, she comes again and again, all the while crying my name like a prayer to some unknown gods.
I could listen to that all day.
As she relaxes, her eyes close. “That was amazing.”
Knowing she must be sore, I pull out slowly. “I’m going to get a wet cloth and clean you up.”
Her soft acknowledgment barely reaches my ears as she pulls the pillow under her head.
