Eight #2
Thank you God, Jesus, Buddha and whatever other godly divinity sent this angel my way. Standing in the bathroom doorway, Alyssa is wearing matching black lace panties and a bra. I can see her nipples through the sheer lace of the bra, her hair cascading down over her shoulder.
“Holy shit, sunshine, I don’t even know what to say right now.”
She’s a little shy. She sobered up between leaving the café and arriving here. Looking down, she says, “Well, you could either say you like what you see, or you don’t like what you see. I will survive either option.”
Is she fucking kidding me? “Baby, I love what I’m seeing right now.
You are goddamn perfect. I couldn’t even dream you up if I tried.
” Walking over to her, I grab the back of her head and smash my mouth to hers, devouring and getting high off the taste of her.
I think she may just be my new addiction.
She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling my head down further into hers. Groaning, I pick her up from under her legs and push her against the wall. Alyssa arches and grinds against my cock. I think I might be at risk of coming in my fucking pants if she keeps that up. I kiss down her throat.
“I want to kiss and lick every inch of your body,” I whisper, nipping at her ear.
Her moans are getting louder. I need to get her spread out on my bed before this ends too soon.
“Bed, I need you on the bed for me, baby.” Still holding her, I carry her to the bed and lay her down, falling on top of her and settling between her legs.
“Zac, I need you inside me. I don’t think I’ve ever needed anything more in my life,” she purrs. Fuck me. How am I meant to perform when I’m ready to come just from hearing her moans and pleas?
“I plan on burying myself so far inside of you. I plan on ruining you for all time.” Kissing my way down her throat, I sit her up and unclasp her bra, letting her breasts fall free.
Filling both of my hands with a breast each, I squeeze her nipples.
“Sunshine, you have the most perfect tits.” Dipping down, I pop one into my mouth and suck, while attending to the other one with my fingers.
Alyssa arches her back up, moaning and pleading, “Zac, oh god, please.”
I know what she needs, but I want to hear her ask for it. “Please what, baby? What do you need?” I move on to her other breast, sucking, licking, savouring.
“I need you in me, now, damn it.” I laugh at how demanding she is.
Trailing a hand down her flat stomach, I reach my hand into her panties, stopping just above her clit. “What part of me do you need inside you, baby? Do you want my fingers, my tongue, my cock?”
I continue to lick and suck on her nipples. My fingers find their way to her clit—she’s wet. I moan at how wet and responsive she is to me. “You’re so fucking wet, sunshine,” I growl, dipping a finger inside her before pulling it back out and swirling around her clit.
Her moans are getting louder. She’s arching her back up, trying to harden the light friction I’m providing with my fingers. “Please, Zac, I need… I need… your fingers. No, your cock. Mmm, no, your tongue. Dammit, I want it all.”
“All you had to do was ask, sunshine.” I leave her breasts and trail my tongue down her stomach. Sitting up, I pull her panties down her legs. Spreading her legs wide, I settle my shoulders between them. I lay my hands on her thighs holding them open.
“I have been dreaming about tasting you since I first saw you. I bet you’re sweet like sugar. Do you taste sweet, sunshine?” I ask as I kiss up and down the inside of her thighs. I can see her arousal, I can smell her arousal, and soon enough, I will taste her arousal. I growl at the thought.
“Well, how about you stop talking about it and find out for yourself,” she demands breathlessly.
Laughing, I do just that. I swipe my tongue from the bottom of her slit up to the top, slowly.
“Oh god, that’s so good.” I can tell she’s on the brink. I want to ride this out for as long as I can, but I also just really want to see her fucking come.
I go in hard, licking and sucking like my life depends on it. She’s squirming underneath me, moaning out my name. I feel like I’m drunk on the smell and taste of her.
“Goddammit, you’re so fucking tight. I can’t wait to feel your pussy choking my cock as you come.
” I feel her tighten around my fingers; it seems she likes the dirty talk.
Good. Pumping my fingers in and out, I curve them inside her until I find the spot I know will send her wild.
Circling my tongue around her engorged clit, I lick and suck.
I feel her whole body tense, her pussy squeezing the fuck out of my fingers, as she screams out, “Oh god! Zac! Oh my god!”
I continue pumping my fingers and licking until she comes down. “That was the most beautiful thing I’ve seen,” I tell her as I stand up and remove my jeans, finally giving my cock the freedom he’s been seeking. Reaching into the bedside table, I find a
condom and rip it open. I don’t waste time getting it on before I settle between her legs. She’s barely come down from the orgasm she just had as I push the tip inside her.
I can’t think of a better feeling, slowly pushing inside. “I think this is what heaven must feel like,” I say, kissing her as I slowly glide my cock further into her.
Once I’m buried to the hilt, I feel her tense. I stop moving, gritting my teeth. It takes everything in me not to fuck the fuck out of her right now. “You’re so fucking tight. This pussy was made for me.”
Once I feel her muscles loosen, I start to move in and out. She feels so fucking good. I don’t think I’m going to last long. Reaching down between our bodies, I circle a finger around her clit. “I need you to come again. You feel so fucking good on my cock, sunshine.”
I pump in and out of her faster and harder, and she matches my movements thrust for thrust. “Zac, don’t stop. Oh god, don’t fucking stop,” she screams out.
Leaning down, I whisper in her ear, “I’m never going to stop fucking you. There will always be tomorrow for us.”
Her pussy walls tighten and strangle my cock. She tips her head back, screaming my name. This moment, as she comes on my cock for the first time, will be burned in my memory as the best fucking day of my life.
I can feel the tingling sensation up my spine; my balls tighten as I pump into her roughly until I come undone. I come hard as I continue to pump, claiming her as mine.
“Alyssa. You. Are. Fucking. Mine.” Catching my weight as I fall on top of her, I roll to the side, landing next to her. We both lie there breathing heavily, basking in the orgasm afterglow, and catching our breath.
“That was… oh god, I don’t even know what that was. What the hell was that, Zac?” Alyssa rolls her head, meeting my eyes.
“That, sunshine, was fucking perfection. You are perfection.” She chews on her bottom lip.
I’ve noticed she does this when she’s thinking.
“Hold that thought. Don’t move.” I go into the bathroom and dispose of the condom, wetting a washcloth before I go back out to find Alyssa right where I left her.
Standing above her, I spread her legs open and use the cloth to clean between her legs.
She stares at me. “What the hell are you doing?” She looks mortified, but I don’t fucking care.
“I’m wiping your pussy. Correction, I’m wiping my fucking pussy.” My face is deadpan.
“I can take care of that myself. Just give me a few minutes for my legs to not feel like Jell-O,” she says, trying to shut her legs on me.
Not going to fucking happen, ever. “I take care of what’s mine, and sunshine, this pussy…” I cup my hand over her pussy. “…is mine.”
Throwing the washcloth in the laundry basket, I climb back into bed and pull Alyssa into me.
As I pull the blankets up, covering us, she looks up at me. “When I have more energy, we will revisit this concept of you thinking you have a proprietorship of my anatomy.”
I don’t bother arguing that I intend to own every inch of her; instead, I kiss her forehead. “Go to sleep. We can discuss who owns what after we wake up.”
Just as I think she’s asleep, she whispers, “Zac?” “Yeah?” My voice is just as quiet.
Alyssa keeps her head down. “I’m scared of what this is.” She’s quiet, and as I’m thinking of what to say to reassure her, she continues, “Of what’s happening between you and me.”
Well fuck me, I never would have believed you if you told me I’d feel like this for one woman, that I would give anything and everything for just one more tomorrow with her, if that’s all I could have.
“Sunshine, I’m scared too. But not of what’s happening between you and me, because whatever it is, it’s already happened.
There’s no use fighting it.” Pausing, I lay kisses on the top of her head before confessing my real fear to her.
“What I’m scared of is what will happen if I don’t have a tomorrow with you.
If something happens or if I fuck this up and make you realise you could do one hundred times better.
Not having you, that’s what I’m scared of. ”
Alyssa picks her head up and kisses my chest, right where my heart lays. “I’ll be here for as many tomorrows as you want me to be,” she says before laying her head back down. That’s how we drift off to sleep.