Standing in front of her, I unfastened my toga. The material fell to the floor, and her eyes widened along with her mouth when she saw my cock. She leaned forward and stroked my shaft as her tongue met the tip.
Gripping her hair in my hands, I lowered her mouth onto me inch by inch. “Suck me,” I ordered.
She glanced up at me with her mouth full, fisting the base of my cock. Her blue eyes were watery from taking so much of me at once. I gave her credit for how well she could deep throat, especially someone my size. I knew the second I looked at her, she had a mouth made for sucking cock.
And I was right.
I hardly ever remembered a blow job, but I would never forget this one. She cupped my balls with her other hand. Her gentle massage, combined with the heat from her mouth and her hand jerking my shaft, caused my body to tremble. I was so fucking close I couldn’t believe how fast I was about to come. This was a first. Either she had me too wound up from the noises she made when I ate her pussy, or she was that fucking good.
I cradled her head, holding her tightly when I came in her mouth. “Fuck…”
She swallowed and then rolled her tongue across her lips. Holding my hand for her to take, I lifted her from the bed. Her lips crashed against mine, our tongues working in harmony.
When I kissed her, I lost myself. She consumed me to the brink of madness. I couldn’t get enough of her.
After I peeled my lips from hers, I bent down to suck on her nipple, taking it between my teeth and nibbling on it while massaging her other breast. Her tits were big and fit in my hands perfectly. A soft moan escaped her lips when I tugged harder, ripping at her delicate flesh.
“Turn around,” I growled.
My cock was hard again, and all I could think about was burying it inside her. With her back facing me, I pressed my palm to her skin and bent her over the bed. She moved her elbows to the mattress with her ass up. Glancing over her shoulder at me, she watched me roll the condom down my length and let out a painful moan when I thrust into her, filling her at once.
She screamed from my cock tearing through her inner walls, giving her no time to prepare for my size. I wanted to fuck until I rubbed her pussy raw.
I ran my hand over her ass in a circular motion and then gripped her hips firmly enough to leave a mark. She felt amazing, soaking wet and tight. It was like fucking a virgin, and for a split second, I wondered if she was, though I hoped she wasn’t. Taking someone’s virginity was a responsibility, one I didn’t want.
“Oh, God,” she moaned. “Yes, yes…”
“That’s it.” I moved one hand to her hair to grip her locks between my fingers, tugging hard enough to force her to look up at me. “Now be a good girl and come for me.”
And she did. As if my command was enough, she tightened her hold on me. Her pussy milked my cock, squeezing me in a vise as her orgasm rocked her body. She trembled beneath me, her pleasure hitting her in waves, which helped to speed up my own. Not long after she came, I collapsed on top of her, my cock pulsing one last time before I pulled out of her.
She hit the mattress with a loud sigh and rolled over. “Wow! That was…” Samantha was so out of breath she couldn’t finish her train of thought.
I dropped to the bed next to her and smirked. “Glad you’re satisfied.”
“More than satisfied,” she whispered. “I think you broke me.”
She closed her eyes for a second, a smile on her lips.
Being with Samantha was one highlight of my sex life, too. But I wasn’t about to confess that to her. Her lips, that mouth, her tight pussy, she was perfect, as if made for me.
Samantha moved her hands behind her head and looked at me as if trying to extract all my secrets. Something about the way she stared at me freaked me out. And then I felt the need to be as far away from her as possible. Intimacy was acceptable, but I disconnected once I came down from my high.
I didn’t like commitment.
My relationships lasted one night. Nothing more. I never made promises, apart from making them come and sending them home with a smile on their face.
“I don’t do relationships,” I confessed to clear the air.
She pulled her eyes from mine, her smile slowly turning into a frown. Fuck, I didn’t mean to upset her, but I wanted to make it clear. Hockey came first.
“It’s all good,” she said after a long pause. “Me neither.” Samantha sat up and leaned forward to retrieve the sheet from the floor along with her thong. “I’m kinda busy with school, so don’t worry. This was fun.”
I nodded. “Yeah, it was.”
A small part of me wanted to ask for her number in case I wanted to see her again. But that was the strange thing about how I felt at the moment.
“I remember her,” I tell Romeo. “Best blow job I’ve ever had.”
