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“I need to tell you something—”
“Hollie, is what you have to say going to affect whether you want me to eat your delicious pussy right now?” I can see her blush even in the night's darkness. She couldn’t hide an emotion from me right now if she tried and I love it.
She lets out an embarrassed giggle and shakes her head no.
“Then it can wait until tomorrow.” I move forward and pull her hard clit between my lips and suck it in my mouth, applying gentle pressure while flicking it with my tongue.
All thoughts of what she was about to say, gone. I’m sure she wants to tell me she’s only been with one man and that it was all the way back in high school. Odds are she doesn’t remember telling me that the night she stayed at my house.
Frankly, I didn’t want to talk about it. The thought of her with another man’s hands on her fills me with unreasonable rage. For some reason, I want to beat the shit out of the kid. I’ve never cared about the former partners of women I slept with before. Especially not some high school kid who probably couldn’t give a woman an orgasm if his life depended on it. I wasn’t joking when I told her it made me want to fuck her until she couldn’t remember him. I’m going to do just that tonight.
With my tongue and lips still working over her clit, I bring up my index finger and run it through her crease, covering it in her juices, before slowly sliding it into her channel. Holy shit, she’s tight. As soon as I probe the walls of her pussy, seeking her g-spot, she detonates.
She screams my name into the night, somehow covering the sounds of the waves crashing against the beach. The sound of my name on her lips as she comes for me causes another spurt of pre-cum to exit the head of my cock and coat the inside of my underwear as she shakes, her body curling into herself. My face is flooded with her sweet juices, and I move my tongue frantically, making sure not to miss a drop. I can’t help it. She’s the most delicious dessert I’ve ever tasted.
My thumb moves up to press against her clit, applying light pressure, stretching out the last waves of her orgasm. I watch as what I can only describe as pure bliss crosses her face and I want to beat my fists against my chest in satisfaction, like a Neanderthal. I gave her that pleasure. And I’ll be giving her more. She opens her eyes and looks down at me with awe and all I want is to be inside her.
Fifteen
hollie
Holy shit!
Archer Clarke just ate my pussy like it was a five-course meal. I’m trying to get my breathing under control as I come down from my orgasmic high. I’ve never come so hard in my life. Then again, no one has ever done that to me before.
I’m slumped on the bench against the wall of the bungalow with my legs obscenely spread open in front of me. And who is down there kneeling between my legs, licking his lips, and looking at me with a naked hunger I’ve never seen before but Archer Clarke?
He stands abruptly and pulls me up with him, putting his hands under my naked ass, and lifting me into the air. I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist so I don’t fall. His heavy erection presses between us and my desire ratchets up ten fold. You would think I didn’t just have an orgasm two minutes ago. Now it seems like not enough and I’m desperate to get him inside of me.
I wiggle my hips until I get the underside of his cock notched between my pussy lips and rock back and forth, stroking his hard length with my pussy.
“Jesus Christ, Hollie.” His voice comes out as a harsh growl that only serves to notch up my desire. His lips move to claim my own in another hungry kiss. I get a small shiver of female satisfaction that I can make him this crazy and wild with lust, even though he’s doing the same thing to me. I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
While never breaking our kiss, he moves us over to the old wooden railing and perches my ass on it. I let out an involuntary squeal and keep my arms and legs wrapped tightly around him. Is he nuts? I’m heavy and this railing is old. The last thing I want is to be dumped over the side down to the sand.
“Archer, I’ll fall,” I caution.
“Do you actually think I would let you fall, angel?” He moves his lips to the pulse in my throat. I know he can feel how wildly it’s beating. I loosen my death grip on him a little and let him move his mouth down to my breasts. He pays careful attention to the first one, then the other with his tongue and teeth. Nipping my skin, then running a soothing lick over it. I know that I’m moaning too loudly but can’t seem to stop myself.
I reach down between our two bodies and grab the head of his cock. “Fuck!” he shouts.
At some point, he must have lost his boxers without me noticing, because there’s nothing in my way of enjoying the feel of him. I glide my hand from the tip of his shaft all the way to the base and then back again. He’s slick and sticky with pre-cum, and I quicken my pace until he shudders in my arms. He stills my hand, moving it away from his pulsing cock. “You’ve got to stop.”
“Did I do something wrong?” I thought he liked it. I certainly did. He places the palm of my hand against his chest and then leans his head forward so that our foreheads are resting against each other.
“You’re doing everything right, angel. But if you don’t stop, this is going to be over before we start. Understand?”
Does that mean he was about to—Oh! “No, we don’t want that,” I say as I continue to grind my hips against him. I can hear how husky my voice sounds but can’t do a damn thing about it.
“I need to get inside that hot cunt of yours, Hollie. Right now.” A whimper escapes my lips. No one has ever spoken to me like that before. If I’m judging by the gush of liquid I can feel escaping my pussy, I’d say that I love it. The corner of his lips quirk up in a satisfied smile. He reaches down between my pussy lips and starts to gently rub circles around my clit.
“You like it when I talk dirty to you, don’t you? Your cunt got so wet when I talked about how much I want to fuck it.” Even if I wanted to respond, I wouldn’t be able to because he’s now pushing one of his fingers inside me. Holy shit, is that just his finger? I look down at the size of his large erection and seriously wonder if he’s going to fit.
“Answer me, Hollie,” he says in a low, hard voice, dragging my attention back to his face.
Yes.
No.
