Page 93 of Strum Me

“Please you?”

“Fuck. Yes.”

And I do. I pull my thumb away and my mouth, pull myself up onto my knees, and thrust my cock deep into her pussy.

“OH MY GOD!” she screams. And I struggle to keep inside her.

I grab her hips and keep her anchored as my own hips start to piston back and forth, driving my cock deep, deep into her. I’m so close, but I can’t come until I feel her come on me.

Our groins meet with every thrust. I can feel my pelvic bone grind against her clit each time I drill into her.

“God, Emily. You…God, you drive me insane. I can’t get enough of you.”

Her hand comes up to cup her breasts, her fingers pinching her nipples, and I know she’s just a whisper away.

“Come for me, come on me, baby.”

“I’m so close.”

“I know, I know.”

Her legs find their favorite position, wrapped around my waist and I lean over her, bracing against the bed. I’ve never been so deep inside her, my cock grazing against those deliciously tight pussy walls.

I push her hand away and my mouth envelops her left nipple, my tongue flicking the hard little tip.

It’s all she needs.

“FUCK! God, I’m coming. God, oh fuck!” She thrashes under me, in that completely free, uninhibited way that she does. I stop thrusting, trying to hold back my own orgasm, wanting to cherish the way her pussy contracts and tremors around my cock.

My tongue doesn’t stop circling her nipple until her body starts to relax.

And then I start to make love to her again. My hips rock back and forth, back and forth, my cock throbbing, fucking her delicious, wet warm pussy until I can’t hold back any longer.

“Ohhhhh, Emily, I love you. Oh God. Ohhhh my fucking angel.”

Her eyes lock onto mine as my entire body jerks, emptying everything I have into her. My head falls even as I try to hold myself up, waiting for the last of my climax to ripple through my body. She turns her head and kisses my forehead.

I roll back onto the bed and she scoots over, laying her head on my chest. Her hand draws sweet nothings over my stomach, making me shiver. I’m spent. Body and soul.

“Where are we?” she asks me again.

“We’re in Northville.”

“Where we…”

“Yep, where we met for the very first time.”

“On the school trip.”

I nod again. On the school trip.

“Is that a coincidence?”

“What do you think?”

She’s quiet and I wonder if the revelation scares her or reassures her.

“Don’t you see? It’s always been you. Always has, and always will be. Eight years apart or forever, I was always going to belong to you. And you were always meant to come here.”

“And now I have?”

“I’m going to have my wicked way with you!”

I roll her over onto her back and dig my fingers into her sides, making her double over in laughter.

“No! I hate tickling!”

“Then why are you laughing?”

“Because I’m happy, you ballsacked buffoon!” She grabs at my wrists and tries to flip me. I help her and lie on my back, pulling her body on top of mine, enjoying the weight of her.

“We’re going to have to do something about that dirty mouth of yours,” I mutter as I nibble on the sweet skin of her neck.

“I have something in mind.”

She grins and slides down my body, her hand already working its way around the sheath of my hardening cock.

Dirty mouth or not, it certainly knows what it’s doing.