I trailed my tongue through her channel and up to her clit, then pulled it into my mouth to suck.
She cried out, lifting her hips off the blanket, her breath coming in shallow gasps.
I wasn’t surprised she was so close to coming. I’d been close the second she’d wrapped her hand around my dick. I’d known I needed to make her come with my mouth before driving into her with my cock because I wasn’t going to last long once I was inside her.
I slid two fingers inside her while I lapped at her clit, then waited until she started rocking on my face, reaching for her orgasm, before I slid my pinkie into her tight little asshole.
She came apart under my tongue, her cries of pleasure traveling out over the field around us, her body shuddering under my mouth.
I licked and lapped at her clit, forcing my fingers through her tightening channel, as the tremors rolled through her body, not wanting to stop until I was sure I’d wrung every ounce of pleasure from her.
When she went limp — gasping for breath, her fingers still in my hair — I knelt between her thighs.
I could hardly see through my lust. It was like a purple haze, blocking out everything but the primal need to thrust into her again and again.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I was vaguely aware that the burn on my torso stung, that I probably shouldn’t be doing this.
But that part of my brain — of my body — was far away, buried under the mountain of my hunger for this woman who’d somehow managed a hostile takeover of my heart and soul when I hadn’t been looking.
I pulled my jeans down far enough to free my dick. It sprung free and Cassie looked at it through hooded eyelids, desire written in the flush of her chest, her perfect pink nipples hard and begging for my mouth, milky thighs an open invitation.
I positioned my cock at her entrance, hissed at the heat of her soaking pussy against my engorged head.
“If you don’t tell me to stop, I’m going to fuck you without a condom, Cass. Because I don’t want any fucking thing between us right now.”
“I don’t want anything between us either.”
I drove into her with an inhuman growl.
I had to stop then, not out of some chivalrous desire to give Cassie time to accommodate me, but because I was so close to coming I didn’t dare move.
She stroked my back with her fingers, letting me sink all the way into her warmth, her pussy as tight and soft around me as a silk glove.
I covered her mouth with mine, swept through it with my tongue, wrote my name on every surface.
I was here. She belongs to me.
She met every stroke of my tongue with her own and I started moving slowly inside her, testing my limit, dragging out of her sweet heat before driving back into her with a groan.
She moved with me, rocking her hips in time to my rhythm, her nails digging into my back as I fought to hold back my orgasm, wanting to make sure she got to come again before I let it all go.
“You’re so fucking good, Cass.” I drove into her hard. “So fucking tight. So fucking hot.”
“Please,” she gasped. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m not going to stop.” I drove into her in a frenzy, the needs of my body slowly overtaking my mind. “I’m never going to stop fucking you, never going to stop loving you.”
She wrapped her legs around my hips and the new angle allowed me to sink even deeper.
She cried out in surprise as I thrust into her again, filling her all the way up.
She tightened her legs around my hips. “Oh god… I’m going to come.”
“Fuck yes, you are. Come all over my cock so I can spill everything inside you.”
The words let loose the last of her restraint and her pussy clamped down on my shaft as she came.
I tunneled through her like a battering ram, pounding into her with my own release as our cries of bliss mingled in the morning air.
