Page 54 of Poems He Wrote

I grab her dress roughly, pulling it up as I drop to my knees in front of her. Her gorgeous sex is right in front of my face. I can smell its tangy, sweet essence. My dick is weeping for it. My mouth is salivating. And as much as I want to bury myself deep inside her, I need to quench my thirst for her first.

“Let me worship you.” I say, looking up at her, and latch my lips onto her clit.

Her moans echo through my hallway, her head falls back against the door. I don’t care how much noise gets out of my apartment, I want the whole world to hear her moan this harmony caused by my body.

I dive, lick, nibble. I fuckingfeaston her. She pulses on my tongue, her juices smudging all over my face, running down my chin. I am drowning in her. Raking her fingers through my hair, she grabs it tight, and starts riding my tongue.

“That’s right, Ljubavi,” I manage to murmur. “Take what you need.”

“I am so close again. Oh my…. Fuck… Noah! How am I so close again?” she screams, her thighs trembling.

Her grip becomes vicious, and my scalp stings a little, but I don’t stop. I eat her ravenously. I need her to come.

“Take it out!” she says, and I oblige.

Somehow, I manage to open my belt and my zipper. My cock springs free behind it. Fuck, my boxers are completely soaked through. Gripping the base, I squeeze so tight I see stars behind my eyelids. A guttural sound leaves my throat. Fuck, it feels good.

“Stroke it for me.” She moans as her pussy pulses on my tongue.

I slide my fist slowly, top to bottom, going over my bars. I could come without even touching myself, just to the taste of her on my tongue. I keep rubbing myself and eating her out. Her moves become erratic, her hips going wild on my tongue.

“I need to come,” she moans, banging her head against the door. “I want to come with you inside me.”

She begs so sweetly, it makes my heart ache. I let go of my dick, and grab her hips with both of my hands, pulling her wildly all over my tongue, licking her whole surface. She tries to pull my face away, yanking my hair back, then again knocking her pussy back into me. It’s lovely seeing her try so hard not to come before I push my cock inside her.

“Please, please, please… Noah…baby I can’t hold it!”

“Hold onto me, Ronan.” I say, getting up and grabbing her thigh firmly. Lining up with her entrance, I shove myself inside her in one long, deep thrust. She smashes our lips together, as I rock my pelvis against her. Her pussy swallows me whole so beautifully. Ronan screams, sputters and curses as she falls over the edge. It feels so good. Her orgasm causes the tingles to gather at the bottom of my spine. The sensation is wild and raw. I want to…

“Oh, fuck,babyyy...” My voice is hoarse with lust.

Fuck.

Jesus. FUCK.

I can’t come.

I can’t fucking come.

I’m biting my tongue, holding out the best I can. It hurts not to come with her like this, but I am not done. I need more. I want more. I want her to hurt tomorrow. She rides it out, caressing me, kissing my face, looking at me gently. As the last twitches of her orgasm run over my shaft, I pull out of her.

“Let’s get you out of this gorgeous dress,” I say, pulling her to my bedroom.

Ronan reaches for my dick, but I slap her hand away.

“Bedroom, Ronan.”

She giggles, and walks in. Putting her hands on my desk, and bending over slightly, she looks at me over the shoulder. My involuntary twitching steals her attention for a moment.

“Take your clothes off, and then come here to unzip me,” she orders.

I reach for my suit jacket and throw it on the bed. My fingers slide up the middle of my stomach, and I watch her eyes darken with want once again. I slowly unbutton one by one, cascading my eyes down her body, drinking in the goddess in front of me. This stupid heart of mine is beating out of my chest.

Opening the shirt up, I flex my pecs, which earns me a lovely gasp. I chuckle, pulling the shirt down my back. My dick is still hanging heavy out of my pants, and I fist it once again, looking at her. Her round, plump ass exposed, the dress bunched around her hips. A bead of precome slides over the head. I rub my thumb over it, gliding the wetness down the shaft. It’s wonderful having her eyes on me. It’s like I am the only man in the world.

“Say it again,” I beg.

“You belong to me,” she says breathlessly. Her hand sneaks in between her legs and she starts rubbing slow circles.

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