Noelle cries out, spine arching off the bed as I devour her, all savage desperation and no technique. Within seconds, she's bucking and grinding against my mouth, so aroused she comes almost instantly, screaming and tearing at my hair, shoving me harder against her. She comes and comes, and before she can find the other side of her release, I slip two fingers into her slick tight channel, drawing an arching, grinding cry from her. I shove my fingers into her, deep, quick, hard, curling to find her sacred center, that place that makes her shatter. I suck her clit and drive my fingers in and out, and she quakes arrhythmically, so totally thrown into ripping, merciless peaks of orgasm that she can't even thrust, can only shake and shudder and ride it out.
With scream after scream, Noelle comes apart for me—again and again, endlessly, until she's sobbing and gasping and trembling, limp and helpless in my hands, her juices painting my lips and cheeks and chin and beard.
With sudden, desperate strength, she pushes me away from her sex, every inch of her body trembling. For a few fraught moments, she just lays on the bed, legs wrapped around my face, gasping, fighting for breath. dazed, shell-shocked eyes find mine, burning with carnal pleasure.
"Bear," she whispers, tears slipping down her cheeks. "My god."
I grin, proud and satisfied. "Noelle, my love."
Her heavy-lidded eyes dart and search, shimmering wet and blazing with a myriad of complex emotions.
"God, you're incredible," She breathes. "The way you make me come? Unreal."
Moving slowly, she levers upright, thighs uncurling, slipping down around my shoulders, finding the floor. She sits on the edge of the bed, toes pressing into the floor, heels lifted. She spreads her fingers wide over my pecs, and then her fingernails dig into the muscle with sudden force. She pushes me backward,and I trip as I find my feet, lurching upright. She surges after me, breasts smashing against my chest, fist in my beard yanking me down so she can crash her mouth on mine, one hand wrapping around the back of my neck so I can’t escape the kiss.
She curls her fingers against my belly inside the rolled and knotted towel. Her tongue sweeps into my mouth, and with a rough jerk, she tears the towel open, flinging it away. With another hard shove, she sends me slamming into the wall beside her door, lunging after me. Her hands wrap around my cock and plunge down, drawing a ragged groan from me.
She leaps, trusting me to catch her. I do, and she presses the wet seam of her pussy against my belly, clinging to my neck with one arm, the other reaching down between our bodies to grasp my erection. Thumb and forefinger circling my shaft, facing down toward the root, she caresses my length, mouth wide against mine as she gasps breathlessly, shrill with erotic tension.
"Bed," she demands. "Now."
I march forward, clutching her ass and groaning as she greedily strokes my cock. I reach the mattress and bend forward, dropping her onto her back.
She bolts upright and off the bed, shoving me forward onto it. I hit the blankets and roll to my back, shifting upward to get my whole body on and oriented to the pillows. She crawls after me on all fours, heavy tits swaying, ass gyrating side to side with each prowling movement. Her explosion of glossy red hair falls over one shoulder in a coppery cascade, brilliant green eyes hungrily raking my body, halting and fixing on my straining erection.
Fists pressing into the bed at my hips, she runs her tongue up the length of my cock, pauses to grin up at me, and then takes me in her mouth to the back of her throat in a single long wet hot slide.
"Ohhhhhfuck," I growl. "Jesus."
My hips leave the bed, pushing me into her mouth, and she gives me another slow, tongue-swirling ride of her lips from tip to root, or as much of me as she can handle, at least.
With a loud pop of freed suction, my pre-cum-leaking head leaves her mouth, and she continues her seductive prowl up my body until she’s above me, hair drifting in sunfire waves around my face, breasts draped onto my chest, thighs framing my hips.
She slashes her lips across mine, gasping into my mouth as I grasp her ass with both hands, gripping hard enough that I know she'll have bruises later. I feel her shift her weight to brace on one arm, and she fits her fingers to her sex, circling her clit with swift, eager swipes.
She whimpers, lips quivering against my mouth as she touches herself, ass tensing as she flexes her hips into the rhythm of her swirling fingers.
A moment later, she cries out, head dropping down between her shoulders. She clutches my cock and guides me to the wet cleft of her pussy, pressing my tip to her lips.
Her eyes find mine, brows furrowed and eyes wide, mouth open as her orgasm shudders through her.
There's no warning.
She crushes her ass down toward my thighs, and the tight heat of her pussy wraps around my cock—-impossibly hot, dripping wet, slick and soft, and so fucking tight.
I shout, a guttural cry of ecstasy. I feel her still coming, shaking and clenching around me as she slides slowly down my shaft—taking me inch by inch.
All the way, until her ass settles against my hips.
When I’m fully buried inside her, she braces her hands on my chest, panting and whimpering. Her eyes pinch shut, her mouth working silently as she adjusts to me.
And then her eyes snap open, fix on mine with a fierce, ferocious, wild, erotic gleam.
"Finally," she breathes.
"Fuck," I gasp. "Noelle. Jesus."
She wriggles her hips to push lower, taking me deeper yet. "Don't hold back," she demands, fingers digging into my muscles. "Promise me you'll give me everything you've got—everything you are, my love.Promiseme."
