AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He came off the floor and lay beside me, pulling me up the bed. “Are you okay to taste yourself, baby?”
His mouth, slick with me, hovered inches from my mouth.
I groaned as I cupped the back of his neck and parted my lips under his.
No longer soft, his mouth fused to mine, his tongue demanding entrance. His body shook above me, and he groaned deep in his throat.
“Gotta fuck you now, okay, baby?”
“Yes,” I nodded.
“Sweetest word in the English language,” he muttered.
Jackknifing off the bed, his jeans and boxers hit the floor. Thirty seconds later he lay on his back while I straddled his hips and lowered my body onto his, the relief of being filled sending waves of satisfaction and bliss through my system.
He cupped my breasts and tweaked my nipples as I rode him, his eyes lazily stroking the lines of my body.
Needing more but lacking the strength to go as hard as I wanted it, I leaned forward and flattened my breasts to his chest.
His arms came around me tightly and he thrust upward, the pleasure arching my neck back and away from him.
“Please, Lucky,” I rasped. Kissing him lightly, I tugged on his shoulder and rolled to my back, pulling him with me.
He reared up over me, his broad shoulders shadowing me, his stomach muscles contracting as he pumped into me, deep and slow. No sign of the-boy-next-door dimples as he watched me.
Oh, the bliss, the sweetness, the ache! To be filled, to be wanted, to be taken, used, handled. To give. And receive.
My brain reached for that space where reality faded, and rapture reigned. My senses alight, my walls began to pulse. I dug my heel into the back of his thigh and pressed my fingers into the muscle of his ass, every atom of my mind and body focused on the burn between us. My inhibitions fled, blissed out freedom beckoned.
“Fuck that pussy, baby,” I gasped.
He jerked back in surprise for half a second. “Fuck me,” he breathed.
“No, darling,” I responded, lost in sensation, momentarily freed from my mental prison. “Fuckme.”
A low rumble sounded from his chest and his big hand gripped the back of my neck tightly as he crushed his mouth over mine, no gentleness left. His hips hammered deeply inside me while he ground against my clit again and again.
He groaned low, his muscles shaking, face tight with need, restraint, and desire, sending me over.
I cried out as I detonated, arching back hard and breaking free of his grip on my neck.
His back bowed and his mouth clamped down on my collarbone as he groaned out his own release.
Filling my lungs, my head lolled as my body melted into the mattress. I ran my hands firmly over his back, kneading the muscles along either side of his spine as his breath slowly evened out and the tension left his body.
Lazily, he pushed himself up onto his elbows and peered down at me, a mix of curiosity and amusement on his boyishly handsome face. “You’ve, uh, got quite a mouth on you.”
I stared back at him boldly. Old enough to know what I wanted in bed, knowing he could handle it, I had no intention of holding back. “Is that a problem?”
He grinned, his eyebrows raised in surprised delight. “Fuck, no. Give me twenty minutes and we’ll go again!”
I laughed out loud, more relieved than I wanted to admit.
His grin softened to a smile, and he cupped my cheek. “With you I’m never going to be bored, am I?”
You might be, I answered silently.
The age difference concerned me because I couldn’t give him the family he wanted.
