Chapter Sterling #4
His lips found my clit, and I knew then that everyone I’d ever slept with had just been lazy.
He was eating pussy even better than he ran down the field.
His lips wrapped around it as his tongue continued to lap at my core while his fingers slipped deeper inside of me than his tongue had delved.
My breath was coming in pants and I alternated between squeezing my eyes shut and looking down and watching him work.
I could feel the literal dam about to burst and my eyes shot open before I looked down.
When I did, his eyes were waiting for me and the ferocity is his brown eyes triggered my orgasm.
The depth of his desire, the arrogance of his prowess and the understanding of what this moment was were displayed in his gaze.
My clit tightened to the point of pain sending an intense shot of electricity throughout my core.
My body went rigid as waves of pleasure washed over and then out of me.
Aldrich’s mouth surrounded my pussy like he wanted to ensure not a drop was wasted.
Even as I continued to convulse Aldrich made his way up my body with a contemplative look on his face.
I didn’t hesitate to pull him toward me so I could kiss myself off his lips.
My legs went back around his waist and my hands were pulling at the waistbands of his shorts.
With a tug, I felt the thick, velvety length of him brush against my hand as he groaned in my mouth.
With our mouths still connected, I pulled him free and began to squeeze him at the base.
When Aldrich groaned again, he slowly began to pump his hips almost cautiously before he paused.
When he pulled back and broke our kiss I opened my eyes in frustration because I worried that he was going to stop.
Instead, he smirked and pulled himself from my hand.
I wanted to look but more than anything I wanted to feel.
This silent unspoken agreement between the two of us was either borne of fear that we would pull back or the greedy anticipation of what was to come.
When he thumped the head of his dick against my clit the sparks shot through me again forcing me to moan out loud.
Back and forth he rubbed his dick against my folds playing in the mess he’d made of me earlier before he paused and attempted to bury himself deep.
Aching slow strokes allowed him to work his way in and breach my lips as the tip slowly invaded me.
I panted as the feeling of us coming together overwhelmed me.
My walls stretched despite how I could see and hear how aroused I was.
He exhaled and closed his eyes when he was fully buried inside of me and I held my body completely still at how full I felt.
No matter how pleasant the invasion I couldn’t deny that Aldrich was stretching me to capacity.
Our bodies were pressed together chest to chest and only my t-shirt kept us from being fully connected.
He didn’t bother to speak just grunted as he withdrew then thrust harder than before. When he looked down at me his eyes were hooded and the way he bit his lip as he slid in and out of me and me creaming again.
“Gotdamn, Ling.”
He moved toward me, kissing me again as his hands gripped my hip lifting me up higher so he could go deeper.
He wrapped one hand under me and gripped my shoulder so that his thrusts had maximum effect.
My nails scored his back as he drove into me with the type of force and passion that I hadn’t expected.
“Aldrich—”
My words were cut off again as he hit my spot and I cascaded all over him again. I should’ve been embarrassed as he continued to stroke me with the sounds of slaps and squishes echoing in the den. But he was driving me crazy, and the symphony of our mutual arousal turning me on even more.
“You still calling me by my name while you coming on my dick. I ain’t hitting this pussy right must be.”
None of this made sense but there was no way in hell I was going to stop whatever this was.
It felt like it had been building since we went out and I wasn’t sure how to make it stop.
No, that was a lie, I didn’t want to. And that made me even more concerned.
I wanted this, but I was breaking every rule that I’d set out for myself with men and this position.
My cousin would kill me but if I had to die at least having dick like this as a final send-off was an amazing reason to be okay.
Aldrich’s lips found mine, hungry, almost greedy and bruising in the fury that he kissed me with. When his teeth nibbled my bottom lip I squeezed down on him because I could feel myself about to release again.
“That first one was just a lil sprinkle on my tongue, huh, Ling?
You ‘bout to wet my dick up? Splash on this muthafucka, Ling. This pussy is juicy as fuck.” His voice was sensual, almost shocked and I felt his thrust get deeper and his dick get harder.
“Give me one more, Ling. I gotta have it so I can cum with you. You gonna let go with me?”
“Yes.” My damn voice trembled in a way I’d never heard and I couldn’t blame it. I’d never experienced anything like this.
“Say my name and make me cum, Sterling. This pussy about to take me out and you gotta cum with me.
He was speaking directly into my ear and when he got done he bit the lobe before sucking it gently.
His pelvis was grinding into mine, hips swirling so I felt him everywhere.
My nails were digging into his back the sweat making me lose my grip and as he pinned my legs back and started drilling my spot I relented and did exactly what he said and released all over him as I screamed his name.
“Money!”