34. Brennan
thirty-four
Brennan
Two Weeks Later
G od, I love being a lame duck CEO.
CognifyAI almost feels like a distant memory. My condo in Palm Alto is cleaned out. I’m rarely in the office. I provide a quote for some press release here. Take a strategic phone call there. In another month, they’re announcing my departure and appointment as Chairman of the board.
Going forward, I’ll be on deck for board meetings and available for historical knowledge. That’s it.
I couldn’t be happier.
Well, not true. Momentarily I’ll be much happier.
Astrid is half-asleep, flopped on her back with an arm flung over her eyes. I tug the sheet down, exposing her plump breast to the coolish air and her nipple puckers immediately. My cock swells and I lean over and drag my tongue over her pink nub.
“Mmmmm.” She cups the back of my head to hold me in place.
I seal my mouth over the little bullet and suck, pressing my erection against her thigh. I begin to caress and explore her body. “You’re so sexy, A.” I kiss down her abdomen to her inner thighs. “So delicious. I want to taste your sweet pussy.”
“This is my favorite way of waking up.” She moans when I nip her inner thigh.
I lift her legs at the knees and settle them over my shoulders and study her pussy, which is puffy and engorged from all the sex we’ve been having lately. I can’t get enough of her. My dick is perpetually hard. “Well, how convenient because it’s my favorite way to wake you up.”
Rather than tease her, I start out by sucking on her clit until it’s hard and pulsing. Astrid nearly bows off the bed but I push my hands under her ass to hold her in place as my mouth covers her pussy. God, I love going down on her.
Now it’s time to draw it out for a bit. I fuck her with my tongue. Suck, kiss, and nibble her lips. Press the heel of my hand over her pubic bone to stimulate her clit, but avoid licking it directly.
Astrid clings to the sheets, gasping for breath. “Ohmygod. I’m so fucking sensitive. That feels incredible.”
“God, I love you, Astrid Gustaffson.” I grin up at her from between her thighs.
She points at her pussy. “If you love me so much, stop edging me and make me come.”
Oh, game on. I flick my tongue against her clit, lick down her wet slit and Astrid gasps when I plunge my tongue inside her.
“Good?” I hum against her.
She’s barely coherent. “Yes… God , yes.”
I resume, loving the breathy moans slipping from her lips. Reveling in the way she presses her hands on my head to keep me in place. No matter how many times I go down on Astrid, it’s a mind-blowing experience. My cock throbs against the mattress as I resume licking her clit, which pulses in my mouth.
When her thighs clench and release in a steady cadence, I know she’s on the edge so I capture her clit between my lips and suck hard like it’s a piece of delicious candy and she explodes. Her cream coats my mouth, lips and chin as she writhes through her orgasm.
I don’t stop, though, because I want to draw out every last drop of pleasure from her body before we start all over again. When I lift my head, Astrid’s eyes are glazed. Her breasts are heaving from the aftershocks of release, pink nipples distended into hard points.
“You’re way too good,” she eeks out.
Satisfied with my efforts, I kneel between her legs and swipe my cock up and down her slit. I’m about to plunge inside her when Astrid grabs my wrist.
“It’s my turn. Let me suck on you.” She licks her lips.
“Not this morning, I want to come inside you. If you put your sexy mouth on my cock, I won’t last.” I sit back on my calves.
Astrid leans up on her elbow. “You will.”
She sits up and playfully pushes me on my back and makes a point of dragging her gaze up and down my body before setting her sight on my jutting cock weeping with precum.
“Hmmm. Where should I start?” She blinks at me faux-innocently and lowers her mouth to my nipple as she grips my hard length.
Good God. She strokes me from root to tip. Sucks on my nipple. Strokes. Sucks my other nipple. Repeats. My hips begin to piston off the bed when she kisses her way lower. And lower. When she reaches my cock, she kisses and licks my belly. My thighs. My cock strains toward her mouth but she deliberately avoids it, instead bathing me everywhere but where I need it.
Finally she drags her tongue up and down my shaft. Lifts my balls and sucks them into her mouth.
“Jesus, A.” I jackknife up and nearly lose it altogether.
“Don’t come,” she pleads, pressing me back down. “Not yet.”
Astrid repositions herself between my legs and laves my ball sac thoroughly as she jacks me slowly. I put my hand over hers to help her pick up the pace to where I want it and make a demand. “Touch yourself. Make yourself come with me.”
Goddamn. Astrid obeys me without hesitation. I watch her plunge her fingers in and out of her channel while stroking my cock with my hand over hers and worshipping my sac with her mouth. It’s incredible, but too slow. I’m delirious. I need to fucking come.
“Suck me. No, suck me while you ride my face,” I demand. “I want to come in your mouth and you to come again on mine. Then you’ll get me hard again and I’ll fuck you any way you want me to.”
Astrid scrambles over me. “We’ve done everything I can think of but never this. Let’s try it.”
I wrap one arm around her hips pull her down onto my lips and feast again. She grips my shaft with both hands and strokes while she sucks on the tip. Our bodies vibrate as we drive each other out of our minds. My senses are short-circuiting. I can’t hold on to a single thought beyond the mounting pleasure and how good it feels to push in and out of her mouth while my face is buried in her pussy.
My balls tighten as Astrid’s hot, wet mouth works me over. She gives such good head, sucking me as if her mission in life is to get me off. She swirls her tongue over my crown, takes me deep and hums.
“Fuck. Yes,” I hiss against her lower lips. “So good, A.”
Astrid kicks it up a notch, making sexy little sounds in the back of her throat. The hot suction of her mouth feels like heaven and when she cups my balls and squeezes gently, I nearly shoot my load but I manage to control myself because I’d rather go over together.
“Holy fuck.” Astrid clenches her thighs around my ears when I swirl my tongue like a madman on her clit and press the tip of my finger into her puckered little ass. She takes me to the back of her mouth and swallows against my tip and it sends me to the moon.
We work each other like this for a couple minutes until I spurt down her throat and she bucks against my face. We’re so in tune with each other, it’s incredible.
Savagely, I turn and crawl up her body, capturing her mouth and grinding my half-hard cock against her center. Astrid grips the back of my head and she pulls me down for a kiss, sweeping her tongue over my bottom lip before biting it.
“Fuck me hard,” she demands.
My mouth crashes back against hers and we’re maniacs, devouring each other. We suck on each other’s tongues, tasting each other as I ride her slickness until I’m hard again. I drive into her in one hard thrust.
Astrid cries out, “Again! Show me what you’ve got, B.”
“Oh yeah.” I chuckle, loving her ferocity. “I’ll show you.”
I grab her hands and shove them over her head, locking her wrists together. I pull back and thrust back into her. Hard. Fast. Piston my hips and grind to make sure my cock hits her just so. Her tits jiggle with every pass and I bend down and suck on her nipples, fucking her so hard the headboard slams into the wall.
“Come for me, A. Come all over my dick,” I demand.
Astrid gasps from each sharp thrust. Every command. Her inner walls squeeze my cock. Her pussy is so wet I feel her juices coating my balls. “Fuck, I feel your pussy throbbing, you’re close, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she chokes out, arching her back, taking me in deeper. “ Yesssssss .”
I see the exact moment ecstasy flashes across her face and her orgasm rips through her body. She shudders and keens as her pussy pulses around my cock. I feel my own orgasm sizzle down my spine all the way to my balls.
“Fuck, yessssss,” I yell as my climax spins like a tornado through my body.
I continue pounding into her in desperate, erratic thrusts. Astrid writhes beneath me and goes over again. Our groans mingle in an epic release. Her inner muscles keep squeezing my cock, milking everything I have.
Eventually our bodies begin to wind down and I hold myself up on an elbow, still buried inside her. Stroking her hair and whispering how much I love her.
She runs her hands up and down my back, nuzzles my neck and I can’t believe how perfect my life is.
Astrid’s going to be my wife and I’ll get to fuck her like this for the rest of my life.
We’re buying a house together. We’re building a business. We’ll have a family someday soon.
Who says you can’t have it all?