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“That’s my good girl, Perla. My sweet, good girl,” he rumbles into my ear before taking the tender lobe of it between his teeth and nipping. Stinging pleasure moves like molten lava through me, and my hips arch up in search of friction.
Slippery, hot silk over steel parts my thick lower lips as his erection gets trapped between us. The fat mushroom-head of his cock nudges against my clit, and I see stars. Ev, observant as he is, takes note of the fireworks dancing in my spasming muscles and works his hips in a swivel that grinds his hardness against that nervy little button of pleasure.
“You like that, don’t you? Just. Like. That.” He punctuates each word with a hard thrust against my sensitive clit. I’m already about to come, and he’s not even inside me yet.
“Need to taste this sweet pussy before I fill it with my cum. Once I get my seed in there, not a moment will go by when you don’t taste like a mix of the two of us. You understand what I’m saying, Mouse?”
“Filthy forever, Goliath. That’s what you’re promising.” My reply has a wicked grin spreading over his handsome face as he slides down my body until his shoulders push my legs as wide open as I can get.
“Fucking right, Mouse. So fuckin’ right.”
ChapterTen
EV
Eating Perla’sflawless pussy is the reason I was put on this earth. There’s a simple perfection in the way her thick lower lips open like petals as her legs spread wide for me. Lust shimmers wet and fragrant from where it pools at the opening of her body. I bump my nose against her clit in my haste to get my tongue into the wetness, and she writhes beneath me like a wanton siren.
“Yes, oh yes, please!” Perla gasps.
“No need to beg, Little Mouse. Only to have patience.” Much as my cock would love to rush to the part where it gets to pound her into the mattress, I know better.
Her curvy body was built to welcome every inch I’ve got to give it. Doesn’t mean she won’t balk if I bring it out before she’s sated and relaxed from a few orgasms. So for now, I’m keeping my cock out of her warm cunt, even if it feels as if I’ll die if we don’t fuck soon.
I focus my attention on her body’s cues and devour her pussy like the meal it is. I work first one, then two fingers, inside her tight channel as my tongue jiggles the hard knot of her clit.
“I want to taste your cum, Perla. Don’t hold back. You’re going to come so many times tonight your womb will suck up every drop of me.”
I’m unsure why my drive to see her round with my baby is so intense, but I can’t deny how hot it will be. It’s not solely about possessive urges, my claiming her, either. I need to know we’ve created a life together. That a piece of us will walk this earth as a testament to our coming together.
I want more than my seed taking root in her body. So much more. I want the kids watching cartoons on the floor in the living room while I sneak kisses from their mom and cook a big Saturday breakfast. I want conferences with teachers, who tell me how smart and brave my kids are. All of it. Everything I never cared about before Perla.
“You keep talking about filling me up. When you gonna make good on it, huh, Goliath?” she sasses.
“That smart mouth is gonna get you in trouble,” I growl into her pussy. I smack my free hand against the side of her ass. Not hard enough to hurt, but good enough to leave my hand print on the fleshy globe. Her squeal turns into a wailing moan, and my fingers squelch through even more of her slick arousal.
“Bring it on, then,” she challenges.
So I do. I press a third finger inside, her dark pink opening paling as she stretches to take my thick digits. Curling them upward and dragging the tips against the spongy patch deep inside her front wall rewards me with that first orgasm.
“More, I need more. Ev, please fuck me!” she begs.
“Told you to have patience. Now, be a good girl and let me drink my fill of this magical pussy.” My dick screams at me to give her what she wants. I’m still unsure she’s prepared enough, so I start the process of working her into another orgasm.
When she’s come on my face another two times, her pleas have become incoherent babbles, nonsensical words as her head thrashes from side to side. Ebony curls tangle and gleam, spread out in a midnight halo over my pillows. Tears streak down her temples from the exertion of riding wave after wave of pleasure.
Finally, her muscles give way to exhaustion, and her legs fall to the bed in a split so wide even my big-ass shoulders fit between her thighs. Her tiny fists are still white knuckling the sheets beneath her, and I can’t wait to feel those sharp purple-painted nails digging into me instead of the mattress.
“Now, you’re ready for me, Mouse.” I’m more than ready, too.
It feels as if it’s been years since I’ve unloaded my balls, instead of mere hours since I stroked myself stupid picturing this moment with Perla. I tear my clothes the rest of the way off while she watches, lids heavy over eyes and still gleaming with lusty avarice.
“Like what you see? You’d better. It’s the last cock you’re ever getting.” I fist myself, the heavy weight of my dick stretched tight with what feels like all the blood in my body. The head weeps with cum and points at her like a weapon ready to unload at a target.
“Prove it, then. I want it. I want to taste you, too, though.” She wiggles on the bed as if she’s trying to compel her muscles to crawl over and gag on my cock. I can’t allow that. I’m too close to the edge already, and this load belongs as deep inside her fertile young body while I can get it.
“Later. Right now, this big, fat cock needs to fuck, and your hot little cunt needs to cream all over it, so we can make our firstborn.” Filthy promises I intend to keep.
Perla’s hand slides between her legs until those sparkly purple nails frame her clit. One finger presses along either side of the sticky, wet bundle. Her middle finger dips inside to gather more of that sweet-tart cream and swirls it around in maddening circles.
