Chapter 29
CHAPTER
TWENTY-NINE
Brew
I swipe my tongue through her wet heat and I groan. My girl. In my bed. This is exactly how I pictured her: flat on her back, naked, her hair flowing across my pillow as I bring her to orgasm over and over again.
“Brew!” she cries, her hands reaching for my hair.
I look up from between her legs. “What do you call me when I’m between your legs, beautiful?”
“D-Dylan,” she breathes, her chest rapidly rising and falling because I don’t let up.
I’m naked too, my dick so hard I could spear her hot little pussy into oblivion, but I want her to be ready, because I want to fuck her all night long.
I suck her clit into my mouth, and she screams as I bring her to another orgasm. I insert two fingers as she’s climaxing, making sure to hook them under so she feels it everywhere. Her body levitates off the bed and I shove her back down with one hand.
“It’s too much,” she cries.
When I lick her pussy, I’m like a fucking cat licking the cream, then my eyes meet hers.
I move up her body, trailing my tongue to her breasts.
Flicking her nipple as she reaches for me, I then grip my dick with one hand and swipe it through her pussy.
I don’t penetrate, but I move back and forth, making her feel what she’s about to have inside her.
“It’s not too much,” I mutter.
Once I got her into the bedroom, she sucked me off like a fucking angel, but I had to pull her away. I want to come inside her, not down her throat, or anywhere else. Marking her where I need her the most is what she deserves. And she craves it.
“I love it,” she breathes, my balls tightening at her words.
I suck her other nipple into my mouth, rolling over it with my tongue.
I play with her tits until she’s withering underneath me.
Cupping them, I lick, suck and nip. Man, I want her riding me with these in my face.
Just as I think it, I flip her over. She squeals as I roll onto my back and she’s now on top.
I cup her face, bringing her to meet me as I lean up, and we’re all tongues.
I finger her pussy as she moves back and forth, and she’s so fucking wet.
Jesus Christ. My dick weeps, begging to be inside, but her making the moves has me so fucking turned on, that now we have to role play that situation.
“Fuck me,” I tell her. “Sit your tight little pussy down on my dick and ride me.”
“Oh, Dylan,” she moans when I nip her bottom lip.
“You’re gonna be screamin’ ‘oh Dylan’ in a second,” I promise.
“You’re so good with that tongue.”
“And you thought I wasn’t verbose.”
“I stand corrected.”
She fondles my dick, stroking me as I hiss, watching her hot little hand work my cock. “That’s it baby,” I encourage. “Squeeze the fuck out of me.”
“How does it feel?” she asks, looking from where her hand is working, to my face.
“Fuckin’ amazin’.” I grip her hair with one hand. “Ride it.”
“I thought you were supposed to be shy here, baby?”
I fucking love it when she calls me ‘baby.’ A slow smile spreads across my face. I kiss her chastely, then her jaw, then her neck. I cup her tits, squeezing them as I lay back onto the pillows. “So do it,” I say, my hands resting on her hips. “Do what you want to me and I’ll act… what’s the word?”
“Demure?”
I squeeze her sides, and she laughs. “Funny.”
She’s still stroking my dick and I’m not sure how much more I can take.
Her naked on top of me with her gorgeous tits in my face is a sight for sore eyes.
Her body is so fucking perfect. She may have wide hips and a tummy, but I love that the stretch marks there mean she fought for something.
She brought a child into the world and scarified her body in the process.
Something about that kind of confidence has me thinking all kinds of crazy things; like kids and what that would be like.
If she made me a father… No, I can’t even.
And that isn’t fair. For all I know, Erica may not want more kids. Olive is fourteen, that’s a pretty big age gap.
I watch as she maneuvers, then my tip is at her entrance as she holds me at the base. Oh, this fucking woman. The determination on her face has me ready to flip her over, but this is her show, and I made a promise.
As she slides down onto me, I groan. “That’s it, baby, take all of me.”
“So big,” she whispers. “Oh, god, Dylan.”
I press up onto my elbows to watch myself disappearing inside of her. She moves so slowly that it’s intoxicating. I’m big, and she knows it, this is why it’s her show.
When she’s finally sitting on top of me and I’m all the way in, I shove in just another inch and she jolts, crying out as she presses her hands onto my chest. I want to coax her. I want to move her hips, show her how to do it, but she starts to lift off, and I watch in fascination.
“Ever done it like this?” I grunt.
She shakes her head, then sinks back down.
“Fuck,” I mutter. “Fuck, baby, look at how good your pussy takes my cock, watch what you’re doin’.”
She does, then I grip her hips and help her up and down, slowly, surely. Erica squeezes her eyes shut, drinking in the pleasure as I lay beneath her in awe.
“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” I tell her.
“I-I love you, Dylan,” she whispers.
My dick hardens, my balls drawing tighter. “Say it again.”
“I’m in love with you.”
“Again.”
“I love you.”
“Again.”
“I love you, oh god, I love you.” She’s bouncing now, gaining more confidence as I let go of her hips, settling back to watch her. My woman is a sight. A gift just for me and me alone to enjoy.
“I love you, too,” I mutter. “Harder, baby, fuck me as hard as you can.”
Erica’s eyes spring open when I sit up, then her arms are around my neck as our mouths find one another and I fuck her mouth, too.
I cup her tits, pushing them together as she bounces harder and harder.
I work my hands down her body, cupping her ass as I slam her down, over and over until she detonates.
I feel her pulsing as I shove up inside, spurting my cum on one long growl.
This is exactly how I like it, and it’s probably gonna be my new favorite position.
We’re both breathing heavy when we’re done. I kiss her face gently, then roll her over, propping myself up by my elbow.
“You’re not that shy,” she pants.
I laugh. “I think I did pretty good.”
“Pretty good?”
“You’re right, I clearly need to work on my skills. I’m sure you don’t mind if I use your body as practice?”
“As long as that practice is just for me?”
“There’s only you,” I tell her, kissing her forehead. “There will only ever be you.”
I pull out reluctantly, but I know I’m not done. I kiss her again, enjoying the sheen of sweat on her face. I’m a smug son of a bitch.
“Glad to hear it.” She yawns, and I chuckle.
“Don’t think we’re done here, Sparky, we’re not.”
“I didn’t think that for a second.”
“Right, because that yawn was only due to the fact I just wore you out.”
She pulls me into her arms. “What if it were me that wore you out?”
“I’m gonna do exactly that in the shower, but I should probably feed you first.”
“Shower,” she begs.
I kiss her nose. “My baby can’t get enough of me.”
I pull her up and she’s right, I know she can’t get enough of me. The feeling is mutual.
I’m only washing my body for two seconds before Erica is cupping my ass with one hand and stroking my dick with the other. It’s so fucking cute when she asks very politely if she can suck my dick.
“Never have to ask,” I say, watching her drop to her knees.
My dick is hard all over again as I brace one hand on the wall and she licks me from root to tip, moaning as she fondles my balls, and I’m not surprised in the slightest I’m ready to shoot my load again.
I love seeing her mouth stretch to take me, then her eyes pop when I hit the back of her throat. Nope, I will never tire of Erica on her knees for me.
“Such a bad girl.” I grip the back of her neck. “Takin’ all of me in that pretty mouth that never says a bad word. Say a bad word, baby, I dare you.”
She lifts off me and says, “I love your dick.”
My smile turns into a grin. “Fuck, yeah.”
She wrings my cock within her palm, her eyes meeting mine. “You like that?”
“I like your fuckin’ beautiful body, mouth and hands, and that tight little pussy.”
“So you like all of me?”
“I think that’s a given.” I shift my hand into her hair, gripping a little tighter. “Tell me I’m yours.”
“You’re mine,” she says, biting down on that lip again. “You’re mine, Dylan. I love you.” She doesn’t hesitate, taking my dick again in her mouth as she bobs up and down and I watch her work me over, wondering how I’m not gonna shoot my load all over her.
“And you’re mine, Erica. My ol’ lady. Gonna claim you at the table. If anyone looks at you, I’m gonna fuckin’ rip their heads off.”
“Won’t have to do that,” she assures me. “I only have eyes for you.”
I love how she calms me, how she settles my tension so easily. It’s my job to take care of her, yet here she is, making sure my needs are met.
“What are you, Erica?”
“Your ol’ lady. I belong to you.”
“And I belong to you.” I hit the back of her throat, and she gags.
Pulling out, she takes me again, wanting it.
I fuck her mouth, making her gag over and over, until I pull out.
She has a breather, then I do it again. Watching her tits jiggle and her hungry little hands at my base, the other cupping my balls, it sends a shiver down my spine. I fucking love it.
“You want this dick inside you again, don’t you, baby?”
She nods, her eyes watering as I pull out. She gasps, but licks the end of my dick, tapping my balls like she’s done this a million times. Holy fuck.
“I want all of it, all of your cum.”
My eyes widen as I pull her upright onto her feet. “My dirty little girl,” I mutter against her mouth. I shove my tongue inside, cupping her pussy with my hand. “This pussy is mine.”
“Yours.”
“I love you.”
“I love you.”
I smack her ass as I turn her, and she leans her hands against the glass. Lining up, I push inside as she gasps. I don’t give her any leeway this time. “This is what that hot little mouth does to me,” I tell her. “Your dirty little words send me over the cliff, you know that?”
“I want it, every drop.”
“Fuck.” I want that too, but for more than one reason. I want so many things.
“Tell me,” she groans. “Tell me what you want.”
“You know what I want.” I ram in and out, gripping her hips.
“Say it.”
“I-I don’t know… I don’t know how.”
“Try.”
I close my eyes, slowing my movements so we’re not so frenzied. I want her to hear this loud and clear. Swallowing hard, I then blurt, “I want my kid inside you.”
Silence fills the room, and we come to a stop.