29. Alexei #4
She looks up at me, then whimpers around my dick when her eyes meet mine. Her hand moves between her legs like it’s out of her control.
“Feel how wet you are.”
She groans around my cock, which pulses hard as the mirror shows her knees parting wide and her fingers gliding along her lips.
“Does this turn you on, angel?”
Her mouth slams down on me in answer, and I thrust up to meet her, filling her until her eyes water, but she keeps coming down on me, over and over. She moans as she feels me swelling, and in the mirror her fingers are busy working herself, her knees spread impossibly wide now.
“You’re so close to coming I could talk you over the edge.” My voice is low and gravelly, and I’m barely keeping control as her tongue lashes me with increasing urgency. “But that pussy needs more than just fingers, angel.”
“Uh!” Her whole body shudders.
Putting my hands on her face, I lift it off my cock.
“No!” Staring at my pounding length, she arches her back, thrusting her dripping opening toward the mirror.
“If you keep sucking me like that I’m going to come.” I force her to look at me.
“I want you to.” Her mouth opens wide, and her tits strain toward me. “I want you to come in my mouth, Alexei.”
“With that pussy?” I smile darkly as I turn her on the bed, pulling her hips around to face me as I stand.
“Not a fucking chance, angel.” Holding her hips steady, I position myself at her opening and, for a moment, just stare at the delicious sight of my impossibly swollen cock poised against the gorgeous slit I’ve stared at onscreen for weeks.
“Do you have any idea how fucking stunning you look like this?”
She moans, arching her back like a cat as she thrusts toward me.
“You know I never would have known how much you love hearing that,” I say, forcing myself under control, “if it wasn’t for all those calls. That’s when I learned how much you like it when I talk to you.”
“Ah!” She bucks under my hands.
“You love hearing how hot and dirty you look, don’t you, angel? About how fucking hard you make me? How my cock is raging to fuck you, so deep you can’t breathe?”
“Oh!” She reaches futilely behind her, trying to force me inside, but I push her hands away. I hold her hips steady, my thumbs working her lips as the head of my cock nudges her, and she bucks and surges beneath me.
I bend my head close to her ear. “Every time I saw you naked on that screen,” I growl, “every fucking time I told you to touch yourself, I was so close to blowing I could barely touch my dick. And you with your legs spread wide, losing yourself to my voice, plunging that vibrator into your pussy—” I slam into her, plunging all the way in, and she screams.
“Fuck.” I close my eye briefly at the exquisite sensation, holding myself balls deep as her impossible heat and tightness seizes around me. When I open them, her head is back, her eyes closed and mouth open, and she’s rocking back against me like she’s urging me onward.
I open the drawer beside the bed, then pull the small toy from inside it and flick the switch, still holding myself deep inside her, one hand on her hip locking her in place.
“I learned something else from long-distance torture.” I grind my cock against her, and she whimpers, moving with me. “I learned that you need my mouth telling you what a hot, wet pussy you have—and another mouth on your clit when I’m fucking you.”
I get a dark flash of satisfaction at the sudden grip of her pussy around my shaft and her helpless moan.
“But I’m a jealous bastard,” I say, moving my cock deep inside her, “so this will have to do.” I pull nearly all the way out, then slam back in, and at the same time, I lean forward slightly and position the round toy exactly where she needs it.
“Oh, fuck!” Ofelia thrashes wildly under my hands as the suction toy settles over her open mound, the tiny tongue in it swirling around her clit.
“Hold it steady, angel.” I take her hand and place it over the toy, and her whole body ripples around my cock as she works it, moaning.
“I’m going to make you come now, Ofelia.” I hold her hips in place. “And ride it with me, angel, because there’s no fucking chance of me lasting inside this pussy.”
I start slamming into her in earnest, and she thrusts back, crying out at every stroke. She flicks the switch, and the buzzing on her clit intensifies, driving me mad as my balls slap into it with every stroke.
“Oh,” she cries, her head flinging back so her hair whips down my chest, her entire body shaking as the first tremors start to hit. “Oh, God, Alexei, fuck me. Fuck me so hard—”
“I want to hear you come, angel.” I’m plunging so deep into her I’m fucking lost, my cock right on the edge. “I want you dripping all over my cock, because I’m going to blow inside you, so deep you can feel every pulse—”
“Alexei!” Her head goes back, and she mashes the toy against her clit, and suddenly her divine pussy is clutching at me like a thousand hands, and I’m roaring, heat pulsing through my spine as I plunge all the way in and let rip, jet after jet exploding inside her as she clenches around me.