I latched on to her tit with my teeth. “Best Christmas present.” I rocked my hips into her wet pussy.
She pushed on my shoulders. “I want your tongue taking me to heaven and back.”
I waggled my eyebrows. “I thought you would never ask.” I kissed, nipped, and licked my way down her soft skin. Her nipples were peaks of hard, delectable pleasure.
Her hands latched on to my hair and massaged my scalp, dragging her long nails until she pulled on some strands.
“That’s it. Hold on for the ride.”
She giggled. “Shut up and eat me.”
I chuckled.
She wrapped her legs around my waist and turned us. When I was on my back, she wasted no time sitting on my dick.
“I’m supposed to eat you.”
“In a minute.” She rode me, rocking her hips. Her tits bounced, her face was flushed, and her eyes were heavy with desire. “This feels too good.”
“Fuck yeah, it does. But I want control.”
“You’ll get your turn.”
I knew the perfect position. “Get your pussy up here,” I ordered in a tone that was deep and commanding. “Suck my dick while I eat you.”
Her green eyes bulged out of her head, but her smile was off the charts.
Once we were in the perfect position, I flattened my tongue on her clit.
She moaned around my cock as she swirled her tongue on the tip, sending jolts of pleasure to my balls.
I threw my head back and growled even louder when she took me deep, the head hitting the back of her throat. I became a madman as I worked until she was panting out breath after breath while she dragged her nails along my balls.
“I’m close, angel. So fucking close.” I didn’t want any of this to end.
When she sucked hard like she was sucking a lollipop, I was a second away from crashing and diving and feeling that euphoria that came with the best orgasm.
I rolled us around. “I want to be inside you.” I wanted to see her go over the edge. I wanted that connection of love and lust as we locked eyes.
We were all arms and legs as we adjusted our bodies until I was buried deep inside her.
“Oh fuck,” I said.
She played with herself while I fucked her like a man possessed.
Her breathing grew labored.
Sweat dripped down my chest as I continued to pound into her. “I’m ready, angel.”
“I’m almost there.” She arched her back, her lips parting in a perfect O. I knew she was sailing into euphoria.
I rocked in then out, watching her moan and tremble. When she squeezed around my cock, that blissful state of orgasm zipped through my body. “Fuuuuck,” I shouted.
She ran her hands up my chest. “Look at me.”
I didn’t know I had my eyes closed. I grinned as I pulsed inside her.
Her hands dove into my hair, and her big green eyes stared up at me. “I love you, Denim Hart.”
