Still straddling her chest, I grit my teeth and force myself not to drive forward like my body’s begging me to. It’d be so easy to slide down her throat from this angle and damn if that’s not exactly what I want to do, but I don’t want to hurt her.
My dick twitches as her delicate hands reach around to grab my ass, and she uses it as a way to take me down further.
I’ll never last more than two minutes if she keeps sucking me like this.
Reaching straight down, I grip her breast, tweaking her nipple between my finger and thumb to see if she likes it, and I’m rewarded with a low moan from her throat.
Her moans are the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard, and I want every single one of them to be mine.
I’ve gone and lost my mind over this woman.
Releasing her nipple, I decide to play her game. Rules are meant to be brokenandbent.
Twisting my arm, I reach between her legs and stroke her perfect pussy, dividing her lips and playing with the arousal that drips from her, pulling her juices up to her greedy little clit that’s begging for my attention.
I’ll gladly give it all the attention it deserves.
As I play with her pussy, Zee whimpers and moans against my dick, intensifying her suction as I wind her up further.
My balls begin to tighten and the last thing I want to do is come before she does.I wonder if she’s into dirty talk…
“You’re so damn wet, Elizabeth. Your pussy’s practically begging me to slide into you. Are you thinking about how good I’d feel filling you inch by inch?”
“Yes,” she moans from around my shaft. Bringing her hand up to join her mouth, she wraps it around my base.
Pushing a finger into her, it slides in without resistance, the sound distinct and sexy as hell. I pump it in and out a few times before adding another, and use my thumb to strum her clit like it’s my own personal guitar.
“I can’t wait to slide into you, Zee. I just know your pussy will take me so well, just like your sexy little mouth is. Your lips look perfect around my dick, Snow Angel. I wish you could see.”
She hums around my dick again, and her eyes start to water, dripping down the sides of her cheek. My fingers are soaked, and I can feel her walls clench around them. She’s so responsive to my touch, so greedy in the best way possible.
Pulling off me suddenly, her fingertips dig into the tops of my thighs. “Miller, I’m coming. Yes. YES.”
“Say my name again,” I coax, thrusting my fingers into her as her hips lift off the bed.
“Miller,” she pants through strangled breaths.
“Again.”
“Miller.” My name combines with a squeaky moan as her body drops to the bed like she’d been levitating.
But she doesn’t miss a beat, and grabs my dick again and tugs it into her mouth. Groaning with pleasure, I look down at her as she pumps and sucks me, staring up at me. The sight is nearly too much to handle, and I recognize the signs of my release nearing.
Swirling my fingers inside her one last time, I bring them to my mouth and lick Zee’s arousal from them. Her eyes widen as she watches, whimpering as I take my time.
The combination of her taste in my mouth and the feeling of her tongue on my shaft is my undoing, and I’m so damn close it’s hard to hold it off any longer. “I’m about to come,” I grunt, and there’s a silent question in the air.
She answers it by sucking me harder, holding my dick and my leg tightly so I can’t pull away. My release hits me with the force of a freight train. Weaving my fingers in her hair, I hold her head and roar as she swallows me down.
“Look at you, swallowing every last drop I had to give. You took me so well, so perfectly, Zee. How’d I get so lucky?” My fingers brush down the side of her cheek and to her chin as she releases me from her mouth and licks her lips. A small amount of my cum drips from her mouth, so I swipe at it with my thumb, pushing it back into her mouth.
She takes it eagerly, her eyes fluttering closed as my finger rests against her tongue. She swirls it around, and I hear her skin slap as she presses her thighs together.
Moving off her, I lay on my side, resting on my elbow. “That was?—”
“Amazing,” she finishes. Leaning down, I kiss her, tasting myself as our tongues meet.
As if she can’t get enough, her hand finds my dick again, still half-mast, and she leisurely strokes it.
