Chapter 19 #3
Keira saunters to the bed, but not before looking over her shoulder and flashing me a sexy-as-all-fuck glance.
Now that we’re being honest with each other, I don’t feel guilty or tormented for drinking in every tempting inch of her naked body.
My eager cock is threatening to bust the zipper of my pants wide open. Impatience consumes me. I toe off my shoes, remove my socks and strip out of my suit in a flash. I drop everything next to her dress.
I turn to face her, standing there in just my boxer briefs and with an obvious hard-on.
“For the record, I love watching you undress,” she says.
Her eyes rake over my body. She’s sitting on her heels, hands on her knees like a good little girl.
Waiting for me. The submissive position ratchets my desire for her.
“You’re spectacularly built.” She tilts her head to the side, as if to catch a better glimpse.
“That’s a lot to live up to.”
“Stop being coy.”
“Thanks, dimples.”
“Nice happy trail.” Her eyes drop to my waist. “Aren’t you going to get naked, so I can see where it leads?”
I don’t disappoint.
I push my boxer briefs down and my cock springs free. I kick the briefs away and stand there with my hands on my hips.
Keira’s head jerks back, causing her to fall backwards on her ass. She struggles to sit up. When she does, her eyes are glued to my impressive erection. I fist my cock as I stalk to the bed, stroking it in slow, languorous, pumps.
“Good Lord,” Keira says. “That–– You’re–– Whoa––” She blinks a few times before lifting her gaze to mine. “You’re enormous.”
“Thanks for the compliment.”
“It was meant more as a cautionary note to myself.”
I laugh.
“No, seriously. You’re this big guy––all over––and I’m this… little thing.”
I squeeze my cock hard. “I’ll make sure you’re ready for me.”
“That could only happen if a lot of booze is involved.”
“You said you trusted me.”
“I spoke too soon. I had no idea you were packing that…” She waves an animated finger at my cock. “I’m not a virgin, but I’m pretty sure after four years, it’s like being a born-again virgin.”
“We can keep it to my fingers and my tongue.”
She sighs. “For the greater good of womankind, I’ll take one for the team.”
I chuckle. “So honorable of you.”
“I know, right?”
I let go of my cock and sit on the bed next to her. “Come here.”
She crawls to me on all fours.
“Sit on my face.”
She wrinkles her nose in confusion.
“I gather you’ve never tried a sixty-nine before?”
“No.”
“Then, I get to be your first after all.”
She considers me. “I really wanted it to be you, Rhys.”
I trace her lips with my finger. “It didn’t feel right at the time. Now it does.”
She nods.
I lie on my back. “Put your knees on either side of my head.”
She looks like a deer caught in headlights.
I cock an eyebrow.
Drawing a deep breath, she assumes the position.
Her tempting pussy and ass are hovering right above my face.
Fuck, I’ve fantasized about this moment so many times.
“I’m not going to suffocate you?” There’s no mistaking the worry in her voice.
“That’s the point.”
“Oh, okay,” she says shyly.
My brazen girl is a little unsure of herself.
I trail kisses on her inner thigh. I give the other thigh the same treatment.
She wiggles.
“Ticklish?”
“A bit.”
I brush a finger between her gorgeous pussy lips, scooping up her juices.
She gasps.
These crotchless panties are fucking perfect for this.
I tap her outer legs. “Lower your body.”
She does.
I spread her ass cheeks open and pull her lower until I have her where I want her. I stick out my tongue and tease her slippery lips.
“Oh, Rhys.”
The initial contact of my tongue against her pussy is potent. I lick her, nice and slow, savoring each tongue stroke.
“That’s way better than everyone of my fantasies, combined–– Oh, shit. My mouth ran away from me. I can’t believe I just admitted that out loud.”
I push her off me.
She looks over her shoulder.
“Don’t ever feel you have to censor yourself around me. As your lover, you can tell me anything.”
Her eyes widen.
“I’m still wrapping my head around the fact we went out on a date. You? My lover? Wow.” There’s wonder in her words.
Her comment is pretty ironic considering we’re both naked, her pussy is hovering over my head, and my mouth was just on her.
“Can your lover go back to pleasuring you?”
She flashes me a wide smile before turning her head.
I tease her by skating my tongue around her clit, again, and again, and again, eliciting little mewls from her.
I grab her clit between my lips and suck hard.
“Jesus,” she says, groaning.
I lift my hips close to her mouth, reminding her my cock needs attention.
“Oh, shit, I’m so sorry,” she says. “What you’re doing to me is so mind-blowing, it’s making me lose my bearings. I’m such a bad lover.”
I chuckle.
Keira is tentative at first. She licks my cock like she’s afraid it will break.
Since my mouth is occupied, I can’t guide her.
She gets the hang of it.
Soon she treats my cock to the same long, sensuous licks I grant her pussy.
As her confidence grows, she more than makes up for a slow start. She grabs the base of my cock and squeezes it hard. She catches me off guard when she pokes her tongue inside my hole.
Christ.
I grip her hips tighter in response.
She’ll have bruises tomorrow. And fuck if that doesn’t do something to me.
Keira goes for it.
Instead of using the tip, she uses her whole tongue to brush over the engorged head of my cock.
My balls thump at the sensation.
When Keira wraps her lips around my raging erection, my hips jerk off the bed.
She grunts, but with her small hand tightly gripping my base, she keeps sucking me off like her life depends on it. The movement of her other hand matches the bobbing of her head. She gives my shaft as much attention as my tip.
Bless her.
She picks up speed, bobbing her head with more determination. The hedonistic slurping sound she makes is such a turn-on.
I reward her by using my tongue to explore every part of her, relishing in her sweet juices. I ratchet my naughty play by alternating between toying with her hard clit and massaging it with my lips.
She responds by pressing her pussy against my mouth, and the scent of her is divine.
Oh, fuck, yeah.
I use my tongue as I would my cock and dart inside her warmth, pumping in and out to heighten the pleasure. The way she squeezes her legs around my head suggests she’s enjoying this as much as I am.
I push her off me. “Let’s make this dirtier.”
She lets go of my cock and looks over her shoulder.
“I’m not sure how this can get any dirtier.”
Innocent lamb. “I want you to bounce off my tongue.”
She narrows her gaze. “You’re kidding?”
“I’d never kid about your pussy or pleasure.”
She’s still incredulous.
“My cock is lonely.”
As she resumes her mission, so do I.
I grip her hips and pull her to me until my tongue is back where it belongs.
I wait for her to follow my order, but nothing.
Slap!
Both hands hit her ass at the same time.
She yelps.
I spread her ass cheeks to tongue fuck her deeper. These sexy as fuck crotchless panties are a godsend. I’m calling French Appliqué first thing tomorrow morning to order a dozen more.
I groan every time she lands on my greedy tongue.
Good girl.
She bounces with more velocity, the globes of her ass jiggling in my hands.
To reward her obedience, I hold her steady, and motorboat between her pussy lips, rocking my head from side to side, spreading her sweet juices all over my face.
This is so fucking hot.
She moans, never slowing down the cadence of her bobbing head.
This is debauchery at its finest.
She surprises me by wrapping her lips around the tip of my cock and sucking hard, as if attempting to suck the cum right out of my balls.
Fuck.
My orgasm is looming, balls tingling like crazy.
But she comes first.
I grab her hips, taking control.
I rub my tongue against her clit with the right pressure to force her to tip over the edge. I slide a finger inside her pussy, coating it real nice before sliding it into her ass. I expect her to object, but she doesn’t. Instead, she gasps and clenches around the intrusion.
Goddammit.
My balls are pulsating, threatening to explode. I’m a breath away from christening her hot mouth. “Keira, I’m going to come, baby. Let go of my cock if you don’t want me to come down your throat.”
She’s dead set on her mission, sucks me harder, squeezes me tight.
“If you keep doing what you’re doing, you won’t leave me any choice but to shoot my load inside your mouth,” I say.
She nods on my cock.
Well, hell.
“You’re sure?”
Another vigorous nod and my balls pull up.
I didn’t expect this much from her.
“We come together.”
She responds with a grunt.
She’s too busy sucking me off to offer much more.
I’m unprepared when my cock hits the back of her throat, causing her to gag. She’s a champion, though. She doesn’t let go. She swallows and keeps sucking.
She’s my fucking dream come true.
She presses her legs together, trapping my head between her thighs, forcing me to bring her the relief she’s seeking.
My lips close over her throbbing clit and I suck greedily.
Her thighs start trembling at the same time as my balls contract in a series of staccato pulses.
She frees her lips from around my cock.
“Oh my God.” The glorious sound of her climax fills the room. “Oh, Rhys.” She bucks almost violently against my mouth like a cowgirl riding a bronco. She’s wild. “Oh, Rhys, yes.” She chants over and over again as her sweet-as-fuck juices flood my mouth.
Jesus—
Hearing my name on her lips triggers my climax. My balls let go, my cock spasms, and I grunt like an animal as the first spurt erupts.
I gasp in shock when her lips close around my head, sucking my gushing release. Sucking and not letting go as my cock spasms and my hips jerk with each spurt.
Christ, she’s perfect.
I’m doomed in the best possible way.
I may have to marry this woman because her mouth on my cock is my new favorite thing.
One final spurt and the tension leaves me. She sucks me dry and collapses onto my legs.
We’re sweaty, panting, spent, and if her lifeless body is any indication, fully satiated.
“You okay?” I caress the globes of her ass.
She doesn’t answer.
“Was that too intense?”
She lifts off my legs, flips over, and crawls up to me.
I pull her to my chest and wrap my arms around her.
I kiss the top of her head. The chic hairstyle is long gone, replaced by crazy spiky hair.
Her breathing changes, and she hugs my torso, pressing her lips to my chest.
Still no answer.
“Did you lose your voice, dimples?”
Her eyes lift to mine.
“You’re always so talkative,” I say. “What happened?”
“I’ve never had an out-of-body experience before, but I’m certain that was close,” she says. “Can we do it again?”
“Eager much?”
Her cheeks flush in embarrassment.
I tap the tip of her nose. “I need to catch my breath first. Then, I need to fuck you, because I’m dying to be inside you. Then, you can have your wish of another sixty-nine.”
She pushes herself up, so she’s staring right at me.
The slow smile curling her lips should come as a warning.
“Now, I understand why you kept pushing me to go out with guys my own age,” she says. “Older men don’t have the stamina to keep going. They need a nap between rounds.”
My eyebrows hit my forehead.
Little devil.
I flip her over so she’s underneath me.
She squeals.
“Stamina? You’re naughty, dimples.”
She giggles.
“I’m going to make you regret those words. Don’t come crying to me when you can’t walk tomorrow.”
I crush my lips against hers in a searing kiss.