I wanted to feel her climax against my face and on my tongue—to taste her excitement.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! Trey! I’m coming! Don’t stop! Oh, fuck, don’t stop!”
I slid my fingers quickly inside of her pulsing pussy and crooked them against that pebbled spot I knew she had. And as her eyes flew open, her entire body locked out as her tits vibrated for my viewing pleasure. Her hands flew into my hair, gripping my tendrils so tightly that I thought she might rip them from my head.
Then, I felt it.
I felt that warmth as she coated me in her mark.
“Oh, my God,” she whimpered. Her body collapsed against the carpet as her legs fell away from my cheeks. “Trey, I can’t. Oh, God, it hurts so good.”
I chuckled. “I’m glad I can deliver such a rush of satisfaction.”
Her body settled heavily against the carpet as I kissed and licked at the inside of her thighs. I loved those little dollops of excess I could softly chew on with my teeth, and I marked her as many times as she let me. But, when she found her strength, her hands pulled me up her body by my hair, forcing our lips together in a bombastic kiss as she licked her juices off my skin which gave me enough time to line up with her entrance and push myself inside.
“Shit,” she hissed.
I grunted down the back of her throat. “So tight for me. So fucking perfect.”
Her warmth overwhelmed me, and the feeling of her nails holding onto me as I pounded against her glorious body filled me with a sense of… well, I wasn’t sure what I was experiencing. All I knew was that nothing felt the same anymore. Not when I was around her. Sex had never felt so amazing, and a woman had never tasted so outstanding, and the cries of a beautiful girl orgasming because of me brought me no greater pride than watching pleasure wash over Leslie’s features.
I never wanted it to end.
“Come for me,” she gasped.
I pinned her hands above her head. “You want me to fill you up, beautiful?”
She nodded quickly. “Yes, I need to be yours. Mark me, Trey. Make me yours.”
Her words were thrilling, and they stole my heart away. I pounded against her like a wild animal, growling and gnashing my teeth together as I quickly climbed to my precipice. I felt her pussy collapsing around me. I felt it milking me for all I had as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
And when her body finally popped, my cock exploded.
“Trey!”
I planted my hands into the carpet and rutted against her. “Oh fuck, Leslie. That’s it. Milk me. I’m com—I’m com—what the fuck?”
She giggled as her body collapsed against the floor, her forehead glistening with sweat. But, me? My orgasm was only beginning. Thread after thread of come shot from the tip of my cock until my balls were completely empty. And yet, somehow, with every movement I made, it somehow seemed to keep going. My eyes bulged as Leslie squeezed her pussy around me. I collapsed against her softness, my still-hardened dick sheathed inside of her warmth. I placed my face between her breasts, allowing her body to comfort me and cloak me away from the rest of the world. And it wasn’t until she started running her fingers through my knotted hair that I rolled off to the side before bringing her tightly against me and holding her close.
“Wow,” she whispered.
I kissed the crook of her neck. “I could go for a possible round two if you’d like.”
She snorted. “I don’t think I have round 1.5 in me, to be honest.”
I was the opposite, though. Leslie had stoked a fire within me that still hadn’t softened my cock. Even as we laid there, sweaty and panting from our efforts, I still wanted her. I still craved her.
I still needed her.
I kissed her shoulder, and it prompted her to turn around. And when her eyes met mine, I knew the conversation was about to take a turn. So, I took my attention off my cock and placed it onto her lips as she murmured a question that broke my heart.
“Why are you doing all of this for Rori and me?”
I tucked a strand of damp hair behind her ear. “Because sometimes people need help. And there’s nothing wrong with that.”
“Well, you’ve done a little bit more than help; don’t you think?”
I grinned. “Maybe just a bit.”
