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He fucks me faster with his fingers. I cry out like a banshee and dig my fingers into his scalp.
“Peter!” My voice is anguished with rapture. He lifts his head and watches me quivering and quaking. Doesn’t stop stroking into me. Doesn’t stop sucking on my clit. My walls are tight and wet. I’m bucking and lashing, grinding my pussy on his face.
Deep, soulful eyes stare into mine. “Look at me. Watch me while you come.”
I nod frantically, squeezing his fingers with each stroke. Peter lowers to me, his gaze synced with mine. Never looks away as he strokes my G-spot harder and savors my throbbing clit with his tongue. He’s coaxing the dirtiest, wettest sounds from my pussy and my nipples are so hard, they’re practically poking through the fabric of my black bustier. My entire body begins to shake and arch.
“I said, look at me,” Peter commands, pausing until I comply.
Time stands still for a fraction of a second until he shoves his fingers inside me again. It's so much. My thighs clamp around his ears but he keeps driving into me and flicking his tongue on my clit. I try to shove his head away, but he holds me in place with his strong arm.
I turn my face into the cushion, shaking. “I can’t…” He doesn’t stop finger-fucking me or letting up on the pressure. “I can’t…”
“You can. Listen to how wet and ready you are. Your pussy is so fucking beautiful,” he growls against my core.
“Ahhhhhhhhh,” I sob when the pressure releases explosively, flooding his mouth.
What was too much a minute ago is now everything. I’m eager for more. I lean up on my elbow and arch into his strokes. With my free hand, I undo the laces on my top and shove down the cups to free my breasts. My nipples are distended and aching. I pinch them and pull the peaks as he adds a third finger and fucks me hard. Twisting and turning them inside me. Dragging them over my stimulated nerve endings. Then he gives my clit one long, hard suck.
My pussy clenches and I rocket upright, screaming through another flood of release. I keep coming and he keeps licking me up as I shamelessly fuck his face, riding out every last wave until I slump down, splayed and satiated.
Peter, who’s still clothed, kneels between my legs and cups my heavy tits. “Are you ready for my cock?”
“So ready.” The tip of his shaft is wet with pre-cum and pokes out of the waistband of his joggers. Pulling his pants down with one hand, I grasp him with my other and stroke. “Fuck me, Peter. I can’t go another minute.”
When he guides himself inside me, I’m not prepared for the rush of emotion.
Or the overwhelming certainty.
This is the man I’m supposed to be with.
Nothing else matters.
Chapter twenty-seven
Peter
A Few Minutes Later
Sinking into Jordan’s like coming home.
Gripping her hip to keep my cock from slipping out, I reach behind my head with my free hand to yank off my shirt. After I toss it on the floor, I allow myself to ogle my girl. All splayed out on the couch with her tits bursting free of her sexy little top. Impaled on my dick.
Fucking stunning.
How it should be, always.
Unable to resist, I lean down and nip one of her exposed nipples and follow it with a slow, languid suck. Cupping her breasts, I continue to bite and lick her taut peaks, edging back when she squirms and locks her feet around my thighs in an attempt to get me to move.
“Fuck me, baby. Stop teasing.” She reaches around to cup my ass and pulls me deeper.
I like driving her a little mad, so I pull out slooooowly and ram into her.
“Ohhhhh.” Her pussy contracts around my cock.
I like feeling her clenching around my shaft even more.
“I think you like being teased, baby. You’re creaming all over my dick.” I pull out briefly to plant one foot on the floor.
