Chapter 4 – Remington
CHAPTER FOUR
Just getting started
Remington
I pull out my shirttail to cover my erection when I’m in the elevator, and then I make the absolute fastest trip ever. If exchanging a key card were an Olympic sport, I’d be standing at the top of the podium with my arms lifted in victory.
Finally we get inside the room, and my fingers find the zipper of Minnie’s dress, deftly lowering it and allowing my digits to drift along the skin of her back for the first time. It does not disappoint. She’s like warm satin beneath my touch.
I lower the straps and let her dress fall to the floor, leaving her in red lace panties and a matching demi-bra.
“Fucking hell, Minnie. It should be illegal for you to wear clothes.” Her breasts are generous, and her waist dips in before flaring out to rounded hips.
She’s voluptuous but somehow still delicate… and undeniably mouthwatering.
While I was undressing her, I hadn’t even noticed she was doing the same to me. I look down to see my shirt buttons are undone, and Minnie has pulled the edges wide, exposing my bare torso.
“Same,” she breathes, leaving a hot trail along my flesh with her fingernails before following it with her mouth. I lean against the door, enjoying her soft kisses and nips.
“Get on the bed for me, baby. I need to taste you again.” To my surprise, she shakes her head and bites down on my nipple, pulling a groan from deep in my chest. “Minnie, I need—”
I’m unable to finish that sentence when she sinks to her knees right there in the foyer to the room.
“I know what you need, Joe,” she replies, blinking up at me while her hands go to my belt.
“Fuck me,” I breathe, and she smiles wickedly.
“I plan to. With my mouth.”
I swear, I could not be more turned on if I tried. Seconds later, she’s pulling my aching cock from the confines of my black boxer briefs, her small hand barely fitting around the base. She stares at it wide-eyed.
“Guess I know now why you needed the large condoms.” Minnie’s tongue is roughened velvet when she slides it slowly up the length of me, circling the wet tip. Her hazel eyes turn greener as she takes the head in her mouth and sucks.
“Christ, that feels good,” I bite out, sinking a hand into the back of her hair. “Sweetest fucking mouth.”
She takes me deeper as the hand not holding my dick roams up and down my body, fingertips bumping over my taut abs. Watching my shaft disappear into her mouth has me clutching the wall to steady myself.
“You are absolutely breathtaking on your knees for me,” I moan.
My hand splays on the back of her head, urging her farther until her mouth meets her gripping fingers.
She gags, pulling back a little before going back down.
“Open your throat and breathe through your nose, baby… That’s it… Good fucking girl.”
Wearing nothing but her blood-red lingerie and black high heels, she gives me the best blow job of my life.
Her mouth is hot and eager, her fingers adding a pinch of pain on my nipples as she moves from one to the other.
I’ve never had a woman spend so much time on my nipples, but I’m a goddamn fan.
My cock reaches the back of her throat, and she takes me beautifully, even when I begin thrusting back and forth. Her tongue is my heaven as she matches my rhythm, and I’m on the edge.
“Fuck, Minnie. I’m close. Do you want me to pull out?” I ask, praying to every god in the universe this woman can swallow. In response, she reaches behind me and grabs a handful of my ass. Her breaths hiss through her nose, and she squirms, pressing her thighs together.
“Does sucking me off turn you on, baby?”
Minnie looks up at me, eyes wet and cheeks hollow as she hums around me in affirmation. When her hand releases the base of my dick and slides into those pretty panties, I can’t hold back another second. I sink both hands into her hair and yank roughly as my thrusts into her mouth turn uninhibited.
My tip hits the back of her throat and she makes a strangled noise, but she doesn’t let up, clenching onto my ass so tightly I’ll probably have bruises tomorrow. I welcome every mark she wants to leave on me.
“Goddamn,” I grunt, “choke on my cock. I’m going to come down your throat, and you’re going to drink me down. Every. Last. Drop.”
As my body prepares to orgasm, my balls have migrated so high and tight I may never find them again.
Every muscle in my body is tight and almost painful as I try to hold back for one more second.
Just one more so I don’t have to leave the sweet heat of her mouth.
But when my eyes drop to her hand moving in her panties, I’m a goner.
“Com-ing,” I call, the word broken in two as the first jet releases from my tip, bringing a sense of euphoria like I’ve never known.
“Ohhhh, fuck. Fuck.” I don’t even recognize my own voice. It’s filled with gravel and lust as I push deep and close my eyes, spilling and spilling into the tightness of Minnie’s throat. I’m aware of nothing but the pure pleasure that’s washing over me in fiery waves.
When my lids finally lift, I’m dizzy and boneless. I have no fucking clue how I’m even still standing. My beautiful Minnie looks like she just had her mouth violated as I pull out, leaving her lips swollen and saliva dripping from the corners. I’m gentle when I clean her with my thumb.
“You are perfect,” I breathe, and a shy smile crooks upward. Her ample chest heaves, and I bend to help her stand. “Did you come again?”
Her voice is raspy. “No, but I was close.”
I pull her hand from her panties and stare at the wetness coating her like I’ve never seen fingers before. “I’ll take care of you,” I tell her, lifting them to her lips and smearing her arousal there. “I want to see what we taste like together on your pretty mouth, but first…”
My mouth surrounds her two wet digits, and I separate them with my tongue, giving her a sample of what I’m about to do to her pussy. For a very. Long. Time. Her flavor is better than any five-star meal I’ve ever had, and my spent cock twitches like he has a direct connection to my taste buds.
I pull off her fingers and wrap Minnie’s arm up and around my neck, stepping into her space and allowing our torsos to touch for the first time.
It’s like two asteroids colliding in space, forming a spectacular explosion of energy and possession.
My hand fits flawlessly in the sway of her back, rubbing up and down in an unhurried path.
Our mouths meet, and I taste her essence on her lips and my own on her tongue. They blend perfectly, like they were meant to be together.
A thought occurs to me, one I should brush away, but I don’t, letting it ride in my brain.
Just like us.
“My god, these tits,” I mumble, plumping the full roundness with my hands while my mouth alternates between her nipples.
The rosy peaks have darkened to a deep red color from me sucking on them so fervently.
Swirling my tongue around the left one, I close my eyes and savor the feel of the firm roughness against my tongue.
I have Minnie laid out on the king-size bed, having divested her of that pretty red bra a few minutes ago, and I’ve been entertaining myself with her luscious tits in my mouth. The woman could cut glass with these hard nipples, which I hope means she’s as turned on as I am.
Her back arches off the bed, and her sweet begging has my cock throbbing with need.
“Please, Joe.”
Popping off her nipple, I flash a teasing smirk. “Please what, baby?”
“I-I want to feel your mouth on me.”
I lap roughly at her hard peak. “Here?” When she shakes her head, I lick the other one. “Here?”
Her eyebrows push together as she shoves at my shoulders, and goddamn that demanding move is hot. “Lower. Please.” The begging is even hotter. I plan to hear more of it as the night goes on.
Working my way down her body, I kiss and suck along her rib cage and across her belly. “Is this what you want?” Her grunt of annoyance makes me smile. “You have to be specific, Minnie. Tell me exactly where you want my mouth, and I’ll put it there.”
She lifts her head, rising up on her elbows, fire shining in those hazel eyes as her red hair spills around her shoulders. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful.
“I want your mouth between my legs. I want you to eat me like this is the first and last taste of pussy you’ll ever get.”
Oh, I do believe I like a woman with some sass, not some pillow princess who’s afraid of a little dirty talk.
“Why didn’t you say so?” I ask, dragging her down the bed and kneeling on the floor. Then I hook my fingers in the lacy waistband of her panties and draw them slowly down her legs. I have no idea where I toss them because I’m too mesmerized by the sight of her sex glistening before my eyes.
I’ve always been a fan of vaginas, ever since I found a website I definitely shouldn’t have been on at age thirteen.
But this? This is the Holy Grail of pussies.
I spread the pink lips with my thumbs and inhale.
A whiff of soap mingles with her innately feminine scent, and I run my nose up her slit.
The hair is neatly trimmed and perfectly matches the copper locks on her head.
Coating my nose with her slickness, I rub it against her clit as my tongue darts out for my first taste directly from the source. And I’m addicted.
“Oh god,” she pants as I go to work between her spread thighs, licking and sucking every inch of her delicious cunt.
She’s so close already. Her little clit pulses against my tongue, and I lap at it exactly as she asked, like this will be my first and last taste of pussy ever.
When her orgasm draws nearer, her legs clamp around my ears, muffling the sounds of her moans, and that just won’t do.
I want to hear all her noises, taste all her flavors, feel all her softness.