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My length lurches against my zipper. “Honey.” I press my hot mouth against hers, parting her lips with my tongue as my hands make their way around to her ripe, round ass. “I thought you’d never ask.”
6
Josie
I knewthis was going to happen, and dammit I’m glad it is. My fingers fist the back of Russell’s thick mane as his lips take mine. He plunges his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch.
My center burns as he presses his rock hard dick against my pelvis. “Can you feel how hard I am for you, Josie?” He moans into my mouth. I respond by moving my hands around his thick shoulders, and pulling him closer to me. His warm lips nip at my neck. A wave of goose pimples erupts up and down my arms. My body turns to liquid, and as strong and determined as I normally am, I’m nothing but putty in his massive, capable arms.
“I love the way you kiss me.” I growl as his hands move up the sides of my bare thighs, slowly pulling my dress up over my hips.
“I love kissing you, Josie. I’ve been dreaming about it since the minute I saw you.” I inhale sharply as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of my panties. “Do you know what I’ve really been dreaming about?”
I can barely find my voice. “Tell me.”
“Tasting you,” he growls, as he drops to his knees. My heart races as he presses his nose into my black lace panties and inhales deeply. “You smell so fucking good.” He cups my steaming mound and I spread my feet a little further, giving him easier access to me. “You’re practically soaked through these pretty little panties of yours.”
Suddenly the black lace feels so constricting, stuck against my wet lips. My breath comes in ragged spurts. When I look down at the giant man on his knees for me, hard as a rock and eager as hell, I feel a sense of power I’ve never felt before. I want him to worship me. Ideservefor him to worship me.
With hooded eyes, he pulls my panties down over my hips. With my dress hiked up around my waist and my high heels still on, I step out of them and kick them to the side. His mouth engulfs my center. I moan, nearly falling off balance as he takes my tiny bundle of nerves into his hot, hungry mouth, and sucks as hard as he can. It won’t take long for me to come, but dammit I’m going to try and hold out.
His finger presses in and out of me. “Goddamn, Josie. I’ve never tasted anything as delicious as you.” My juices coat his face and I love it. He fingers me hard and deep while he licks and sucks at my tender nub. My legs start to feel weak, and the high heels aren’t helping. Russell, being the man that he is notices immediately. I hate the fact that he pulls his mouth away from my soaking slit, so wet with desire that I’m dripping down my legs. Russell gently lifts me, pressing his mouth to mine so that I can taste myself on his tongue, and carries me to the sofa. He sets me down gently, my bare ass pressing against the gorgeous, expensive leather.
He goes back down to his knees, his face between my thighs. “Spread wider for me, baby. I love to look at you.”
I do as he says, and spread my legs until the sides of my thighs touch the sofa cushions. It makes me feel exposed, vulnerable, and hornier than I’ve ever been in my life. Russell’s lip curls and he groans, rubbing himself over his pants. “You are fucking perfect.” Before I have a chance to respond, his wet mouth is all over me again.
He dips two fingers into my slick opening, twisting them and tapping on my deep, forbidden spot. Stars dance behind my eyes and the quaking starts deep in my core. A wave of pure pleasure washes over me, and I come all over Russell’s sexy face.
“Oh my God.” My voice is a whisper. Every ounce of pent up desire dissipates with every last thrust of my hips. It feels like it lasts forever, as I pulse and gyrate toward my full release.
I throw my arm over my eyes and laugh. “Dear Lord, Russell.” He kisses the insides of my thighs and presses his hardness against my exposed center as he rises on his knees. “You’re very good at that.”
He palms my breasts over my dress. “I know.” He says, and shoots me a playful smile. This arrogant Mayor just may be the death of me and dammit I’m fine with it. His cockiness has slowly turned charming, and it doesn’t hurt that he gives pleasure like a goddamn champion.
I ease forward, pushing his weight off of me as I reach for his belt. Judging from the size of him, there’s no doubt the man’s packing something serious down below. My mouth waters as I slowly undo his pants. The anticipation is too much. I’ve never been a woman stuck on size, but something tells me that’s about to change.
He stands for me and helps me get his pants off. As I pull the elastic waistband of his boxer briefs, my eyes widen with delight and the slightest hint of fear. His rock hard length bobs against his taut stomach, the bulbous tip already glistening with pre-cum. It covers his belly button.
I reach for it, holding his long, shiny erection in my hand. He pulls his shirt up over his head, revealing his glorious, muscular form to me. Indentions on the side of his hips frame his mythic six pack. His chest, hairy and muscular, looks even broader when compared to his tapered waist. I can’t help but use my other hand and touch myself gently as I drink him in.
“You really need to think about going to the gym.” I tease, gasping at my own touch, still sensitive from Russell’s skilled mouth. I lean forward and lick my lips before parting them, taking his salty tip into my mouth. He groans as I slide him against the base of my tongue, taking him all the way down my throat. Two can play this oral game.
I use my hand and stroke him as my mouth grows wetter and he slides along my tongue with ease. He groans, hips moving in tandem with me. I reach around and take a handful of his tight ass. I’ve never loved giving head as much as I do right now, so I’m shocked when Russell pulls away. I look up at him, the giant man standing before me.
“I’m going to come if you keep sucking me like that, Josie.”
“And that’s a problem because?”
He lifts me off the couch so that I’m standing. My breasts bob against my dress, still wedged up around my waist. Russell notices, and turns me around, straightening it out and unzipping me. I help him, and slide out of it. Now nothing separates our bodies but air. Russell presses himself up against me from behind, reaching around and massaging my breasts as he whispers into my ear. “As much as I love your mouth, I want to come buried deep inside of you.” He rolls my nipples between his fingers, causing me to inhale sharply. “Isthata problem, Josie?”
I lay my head back on his burly chest. “No, Russell. It most definitely is not.”
7
Russell
I breathein Josie’s clean, lilac scented shampoo. The feel of her body pressed up against mine brings me a sense of comfort. There’s never been anyone who’s ever made me feel like she does. Tonight has only solidified that Josie Byrd was made for me, and only me.
