Eleven #2
By the time he rests his shoulder between my legs, I am crazy with lust, need. I can feel my body quivering. I can feel the moisture seep down my thighs. Just as I think Zac is finally going to put his mouth on my most needy parts, he leans down to my very inner thigh and bites.
“Oh god!” I scream out. The pain of the bite is quickly eased as he licks over the spot. Then he bites again, just higher than the previous bite.
“Argh.”
There’s pain, but then there is a pleasure, a kind of pleasure I’ve never felt before.
It’s intense and I want more. As Zac is licking the bite mark, I’m relishing this mixture of pain and pleasure.
He turns his head and bites my other thigh.
Again, I squirm and moan, yell out loud.
I expect to feel his tongue on my thigh where he bit me, but instead he licks me, from the bottom of my pussy to the top.
He licks slowly and by the time he reaches my clit, it only takes one circle of his tongue to send me over the edge.
Screaming out his name, I buck as I squeeze his head between my thighs, keeping him in place. Zac continues to lick me, swirling his tongue around and around my clit, riding the wave. I think I see stars. Zac lays soft kisses on the lips of my pussy as my body relaxes into the bed.
When he raises his head to look at me, he says, “That is the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Your face when you come, I could watch it over and over again.”
I’m breathing heavily, still catching my breath from the orgasm of all orgasms, my chest rising and falling in fast motions. “If you’re trying to kill me by orgasm, mission accomplished. I think I just died and went to heaven.”
Moving up my body, he kisses my lips and I can taste myself. “I don’t want to kill you by orgasm, baby, just ruin you for all other men.” At the mention of other men, his face becomes hard. I’m realising he has a very strong jealous streak, but apparently so do I, so I guess we’re even there.
“You ruined me for all other men from the moment our eyes connected from across the bar,” I tell him honestly, and he groans.
He stands up and drops his pants and briefs to the floor in one go, freeing one hell of an impressive erection.
I didn’t know there were such things as beautiful cocks before, but his is a freaking work of art.
I’m staring. I know I am staring at it; he knows I’m staring at it.
He picks a condom up off the side table, and I have the sudden thought that I’d rather he doesn’t use one.
I don’t dare voice this opinion, though.
I watch, as he slides the condom down his shaft before he tugs a few times as he makes his way back to my bed, wishing I had a camera to capture that material.
Smirking, he settles between my legs. “I can’t wait to feel your pussy choke my cock.
I’ve been dying to get back inside you from the moment I slipped out of you today.
” I raise my hips, trying to reach him. He chuckles and slaps my pussy lightly.
“Such a hungry, greedy pussy. What am I going to do with it?”
I don’t think he’s actually asking me the question, but I answer anyway. “You’re going to fuck it, and you’re going to fuck it hard,” I demand.
I watch as his body shivers before he lines the tip of his cock up to my entrance.
“That dirty mouth of yours is trouble, sunshine.” He pushes into me in one hard thrust. Buried to the hilt, he steadies himself.
Leaning down, he whispers into my ear, “I fucking love your dirty mouth.” And with that, he pumps in and out, slowly at first and then faster.
Lifting one leg and resting my calf on his shoulder, the angle allows him to go deeper, every thrust hitting that sweet spot inside. My arms are straining. I can feel the rope burns forming on my wrists, but the pain is adding to the immense pleasure.
“Oh god, Zac, it’s so good. Don’t stop.”
Grunting, he slows his pace as he says, “There’s nothing in the world that could get me to stop fucking you, Alyssa. I’m going to be fucking you for the rest of my life.” Hearing him use my name, Alyssa, instead of sunshine or baby, I know he truly believes what he says.
Zac pulls out, and I growl at him. He just laughs and spins my body over so I’m on my hands and knees.
Looking over my shoulder, I see him lining himself up with my entrance.
He looks up and smirks. I can feel my pussy tighten at the sight, a smirk downright dangerous to womankind.
Zac groans and slaps my ass. I let out a screech, but the pain quickly becomes pleasure and I hear myself asking for more.
“Again,” I say, looking back at him.
“Gladly,” he replies, laying a slap on my other cheek before rubbing his hands over the sting. He’s pumping so hard into me, if it weren’t for his current hold on my hips, I’m pretty sure I would not be able to hold myself up right now.