Page 59 of Two’s Better

“Are you tired?” she retorted through panting breaths.

I laughed breathlessly, then pressed my hard dick against her pussy lips. My voice was dark when I whispered, “I could spend hours eating you out.”

“Fuck.”

“Do you think you can come again?”

“Jesus, Uzi.” Her eyes were dark with need. She’d begun to move her hips, probably subconsciously, sliding her wet pussy along my throbbing length. So fucking hot, goddamn.

“That’s not a no.”

Her lips twitched. “No, it’s not. But it might ... it might take some time.”

“What did I just say about spending hours eating you out?”

“Well then.” She flopped back onto the mattress, her thighs splaying open. Christ, she was so sexy. “If that’s the case.”

I laughed.

She watched me, her hand landing on my head again when I returned between her deliciously thick thighs. I maintained eye contact as I began to kiss and lick, taking my sweet time. We didn’t look away for a single moment, the eye contact and our mirroring moans adding to the eroticism in the air.

She was right about it taking some time; my jaw was beginning to ache by the time she began to shake and whimper, her hips making sweet little jolts into my mouth. I didn’t mind, though. My jaw could lock permanently for all I cared; I was addicted to reducing my best friend to a puddle using my mouth alone.

I stared hungrily at her tits, an idea popping into my head. It sank hooks into me once it appeared, then refused to let go.

Ofure whined with disappointment when I left her pussy, moving up to feast on her tits, sucking on her nipples. She moaned, her back arching sexily, her disappointment forgotten. I discretely fumbled around the sheets for a condom, ripping it open and fumbling again for the right side before I slid it—thankfully the correct way—down my aching shaft. I grabbed my dick and used it to replace my mouth, stroking and teasing at her clit with the swollen head, my mouth still feasting on her breasts until she was on the verge of coming again.

“Oh fuck, oh God—” She sobbed as I sucked her nipples just the way she liked it, while I tried to maintain a rhythm on her pussy, grinding the head of my prick repeatedly onto her swollen, sensitive clit. “Uzi, oh God, I’m—I’m—”

I quickly angled my dick, then thrust inside her to the hilt just as she came. Her mouth fell open on a silent scream, her nails raking almost painfully down my back.

“Fuck,” I snarled, keeping my hips still, enjoying the feel of her orgasm practically throttling the fuck out of my dick. “Goddamn. Holy shit.”

The moment she came back down to earth, I began to move, pumping into her hard. She was crying at this point, tears of pleasure sliding down her temples, her nails still raking into my back, her thighs shaking uncontrollably.

“Oh my God.” She sobbed with each powerful thrust. “Oh my God, oh my God.”

“Yeah?” I rasped. “Am I hitting it right, Fure, baby?”

“Uzi.” She sobbed. “Fuck. Yes. Yes, yes—fuck me, fuck me, fuck me—”

“I am fucking you,” I teased breathlessly, leaning up till I was balanced on my knees, sliding my hands underneath her thighs to lift them up, then grabbing her ankles and holding her legs up in a “v” in the air.

She went completely silent as I began slamming into her hard, both her hands fisting the sheets by her sides, her eyelids fluttering, eyes completely white.

“You’re taking me so well,” I grunted, the sound of our bodies slapping together so fucking lewd. “That feel good, baby?” She made a low noise, actual words seemingly beyond her grasp right now. My chest puffed up. I watched her tits bounce, my balls beginning to pull up.

She shoved a hand between her legs and furiously began circling her clit with her pointer and middle fingers, her pussy tightening impossibly around me at the added stimulation.

“Jesus.” I hissed through my teeth, but didn’t stop pumping into that unholy tightness. “God, you’re so fucking sexy.” She sobbed, her sexy thick thighs beginning to shake, her fingers stroking and stroking, the digits glistening with the evidence of her pleasure and arousal. “Fuck yeah,” I snarled, fucking into her even harder. “Give it to me, Fure, baby. Give me that fucking nut.”

The fluttering in her eyelids intensified, her teeth sinking hard into her lower lip, hips lifting, face scrunching up. I made a filthy noise when she came, forcing myself to stop thrusting so I could feel every inch of her orgasm pulsing hard around my dick once again.

“Fuck.” I swivelled my hips, keening when the movement seemed to prolong her orgasm, the feeling of it threatening to turn my brain to literal mush.

I practically collapsed on top of her when she was done, rutting jaggedly into her until I came, shuddering, my mouth open on a silent scream.

We were both breathing hard afterward, almost gasping. I didn’t want to move. And from the way she was lying, practically melting into the bed underneath me, she probably didn’t want to move either.