Page 52 of Sundown Somewhere

“Use your words.”

“Please. Pretty please…”

“Well, since you asked so nicely.”

Slipping my forearms under her thighs, I yank her into me, leaving no room, and dive in. My tongue meets her pussy and Dolly cries out, the magical sound music to my ears. I lick, nibble, suck, and devour her, using every trick I have, the escalation of her cries fueling me. The sting of pleasure courses through my scalp as Dolly reaches down, tugging on my hair, pushing me into her, letting me know that I’m hitting all the right spots.

My dick twitches, still fighting to get in on the action, and I know it’s time. I don’t know how much longer I can hold back without risking injury to myself, and frankly, I need her. Need to know what she feels like wrapped around me.

Sliding two fingers inside her, I focus in on her clit, circling it with my tongue.

“Fuck!” Dolly screams, her body lurching forward.

Her pussy clamps down on my fingers, and I up the ante, tapping the little spot I found in her earlier, the one that sent her tumbling, not letting up on her clit. More curses and tugging on my hair ensue as her body shakes and convulses, two strong thighs squeezing my head.

I step back, giving her a brief second to catch her breath, taking in the view of her flushed body coming down from her orgasm. The only problem with making her come with my head buried in her pussy is that I don’t get quite the same view.

Shedding my pants and skivvies as fast as I can, my dick thankful to finally be free of its confines, I reach into my wallet, grabbing the condom I keep in there, and sheath myself. Dolly is still punch-drunk from her climax, just the way I want her, so I grab her waist, pulling her up and kissing her.

“Fuck, are you stunning when you come,” I tell her as I kiss down her neck.

“You’re really good at that.”

“Thank you.”

She snorts softly, shaking her head. “You would be proud of that.”

“Was it meant as an insult?” I quip.

“I do believe you said you were going to fuck me like you hate me…”

Like I could ever do anything like I hate you…

“You mean like this?”

I whip her around, bending her over so that her ass is in the air, her pretty pussy peeking through her open legs. My rock-hard cock strains again, and there’s no holding back. I need to be inside her. Now.

I line myself up with her entrance, smacking her ass, and then with one hard thrust, I’m inside her.

Oh, holy…fuuuuck…

Electricity shoots straight up my spine, her tight pussy contracting against me instantly. I pause, taking a moment to get myself under control, or this is going to end much sooner than anticipated. Because this…this is like nothing else. Better than I could have ever imagined. An indescribable feeling of being exactly where you’re supposed to be.

Where I was meant to be.

Regaining my senses, I draw out slowly, enjoying the agony. The tease. Then I do it again. And again. Repeating the same movements, the quick, followed by the slow and torturous, feeling what it does to her as well as me.

But I need more.

Picking up the pace, I let go. I grab ahold of her hips and fuck her hard, finding a rhythm that has us both panting and screaming. Still, it’s not enough. Because fucking her like this is just that. Fucking. And I can’t just fuck Dolly.

Nope.

That isn’t the more I need.

I reach around, my fingers finding her clit. Her whimper, paired with the squeeze of her pussy around my cock, tells me I’m on to something, so I shift us. Wrapping an arm around her, I draw her into me, so her back is flush with my front, not letting up on my thrusts, my finger still working her clit.

“You like that, baby,” I growl into her ear. “You like how my cock fills your pussy?”