6. Parker
The stars are justvisible in the sky as Sofie pushes me onto my back and straddles me. I don”t have time to see many of them as her black hair falls like a curtain around my face, hiding everything but her from my sight.
I don”t have eyes for anything else anyway.
Her lips are on mine all at once, hungry and insistent. I”m more than ready. Eating Sofie”s sweet little cunt almost made me bust in my pants like I was back in high school. Her taste, her scent, the sounds she made — all too sexy, too good to be real.
”My turn,” she purrs, her rich voice husky and hoarse from screaming.
Screaming my name. Just the memory of her cries makes my cock ache to be free of my pants.
I would have expected her to need more time to recover after that. I would be fine with waiting.
I”d wait forever for Sofie. My little voyeur is shy, but I”m patient.
”I”ve thought about doing this since the first pictures I ever took of you,” Sofie says, kissing her way across my chest. ”The shirtless ones I snapped when you weren”t looking.”
I groan as her tongue traces the dips and valleys of my body. Her eyes never leave mine as her hands begin to work at my pants.
”Naughty girl. You”re not supposed to sneak pictures like that. How many do you have?” I grin down at her.
Sofie”s eyes narrow, her bottom lip disappearing between her teeth. It”s a wicked grin that makes my heart skip a beat.
”A lot,” she says, her voice the hushed tone of a confession. ”I lay in bed every night, scrolling through them and touching myself. Sometimes, I take the prints and rub them on my naked body, pretending I can feel you. Taste you.”
Her breath is hot on my cock as she tugs my pants down, freeing it to spring up and slap my stomach. Her eyes never leave mine as she leans down to lick me, from the base of my shaft all the way to the tip.
”Holy fuck, Sofie,” I pant, almost completely undone just by the look in her eyes. Her words are seared into my brain, and already I can feel my own orgasm approaching fast. ”What happened to the shyest girl I”ve ever met?”
Sofie smiles as she looks up at me, placing those light butterfly kisses all up one side of my cock and back down the other. Her lips are softer than I imagined, her eagerness more than I could have dreamed.
She”s as hungry for me as I am for her. The thought hits me right in the heart. I gasp as she takes the head between those soft lips, kissing it softly. Not quite sucking, not yet. Just making out sloppily with the tip.
”Wallflowers are always the ones you”ve got to watch out for, Parker,” Sofie murmurs, her voice buzzing along my shaft as she pulls back a bit, wrapping one hand around the base and speaking against it almost like a microphone. ”We spend a lot of time in the dark, thinking of the nastiest, wildest things.”
Her tongue swirls around the head of my cock, her eyes fluttering shut as she hums in pleasure.
She isn”t just hungry. She”s starving for me.
”Is that right?” I groan, bucking my hips lightly, pressing myself against her.
Her answer is just a muffled affirmative sound. Unwilling to take her mouth off me to speak.
I sit up, pulling her away with two hands tangled in her riot of inky hair. She doesn”t want to let go, but I”m too strong. I meet her halfway, kissing her, a full kiss that tastes of both of us.
”Let”s get a little wilder then. Just in case anyone can see us.” My grin is wicked. ”They deserve a good show, don”t they, Sofie?”
Her eyes go wide, her breath coming rapidly, her tits rising and falling like empires. I pull Sofie onto me as I carefully maneuver us both back down. She”s easy to move— sliding willingly along my body. I haul her up roughly, gripping her hips until she”s sitting on my face.
”Oh my god,” Sofie cries out, grinding against my face. From my angle, I can only see her back as it arches, her hands cupping her breasts as she writhes on top of me.
”I didn”t say you should stop sucking my cock. Get back down there,” I growl, raising my hips and offering up my dick to her hungry mouth.
She leans down, and then both our mouths are too full for words. Each lick of her beestung lips makes Sofie buck her hips back against me. Her pussy is a river, her thighs slick with her own arousal as we pleasure each other.
The stars grow and multiply as we take our time, savoring the moment and our bodies. Each time she gets me close, I throw my all into eating her, going after Sofie”s pussy like a bulldog savaging a bowl. Her cries are muffled, but I still feel each and every one. Each time it becomes too much for her, I feel her slide her mouth an inch lower on my cock until she”s taking it completely.
”Oh my god,” Sofie pants, her mouth pulling off my cock with an audible, wet pop that almost makes me come on the spot. ”It”s too much, Parker. I can”t think when you”re eating my pussy.”
”Good. I don”t want you thinking,” I lean back, holding her lips spread wide as I look at her pulsing pussy up close.
I need to be inside her like I need to breathe.
I grab a fistful of hair and tug until she”s arching her back and sitting upright. My other hand lifts, sliding Sofie down until her hips aren”t straddling my face but my hips.
”This view is spectacular,” I say, slapping one hand against her ass to emphasize it.
”I don”t, um. I don”t know if I can — Parker, this is all new to me. I”ve never —” Sofie says, twisting to look at me over her shoulder again.
I didn”t think my cock could get any harder, but it shifts from steel to diamond in one second.
”You can. Don”t worry. If you slip, I”ll catch you,” I encourage her.
No teasing, no games. Just steady reassurance.
Sofie rubs herself against me, the wet lips of her pussy sliding along the length of my cock. It takes an act of God not to come on the spot, but I hold on tightly.
”There you go. Good girl. I”m nice and wet. You”re soaked,” I encourage her gruffly. ”Did You know you got even wetter when you were blowing me? You really are a naughty thing. Absolutely perfect.”
Sofie”s hips lift a half inch, notching the head of my cock at her entrance. Then she”s sinking onto me, and both of us are lost.
”Easy. I”ve got you,” I grip her hips tight, holding her in place as she adjusts to me. ”Don”t think. Just feel.”
She throws her head back with a guttural sound of satisfaction.
”This is so fucking hot,” Sofie whimpers. ”I can see it, you know? I told you. I see everything like I”m framing a shot, and this, you, us — we look so good.”
She”s rambling now, the words tumbling off of her lips without thought. It”s babbling— sexy babbling that I could listen to forever.
Was it just this morning that I couldn”t get two words out of Sofie? Now she can”t stop, and I”ve never been happier in my life.
”I”m going to give you more, alright? If it”s too much, just say,” I tell her, easing her body down my cock.
Slowly, oh so slowly.
I can feel her warm wetness trickling down my shaft, dripping off my balls. She”s wetter than the Gulf but so tight it”s impossibly slow. Like trying to shove a log into a keyhole.
”It”s all too much,” Sofie says with a laugh. ”But don”t you dare stop.”
It”s not a funny laugh. It”s a crazy laugh, three inches away from total madness.
I let her sink those last three inches, because I want this woman as crazy about me as I am for her.
Her hands come back to rest on my chest, leaning back into me. Her hair tickles me, the tips just barely ghosting across my skin. Every sense is dialed up to eleven. I can feel every inch of her body pressed against me.
”I feel so full,” Sofie says, her head falling back as she surrenders to the sensation.
”It”s about to feel even better,” I tell her.
I lift her hips up, then bring her back down. First an inch, then two, slowly building her up to full-length thrusts. Each time I bottom out again, she moans and writhes, and it takes everything inside me not to come on the spot.
All that holds me back, all that keeps me from coming undone, is the resolution to feel her come all over me first.
”Parker, fuck, I”m coming —”
Sofie tightens around me, her cunt clamping down like a vise around my cock. It”s so hot and wet that I”d worked up an easy rhythm, but now I”m stopped short as she milks every inch of me, her body begging for my release.
I want more than just her body, though.
I lever myself up, one hand wrapping gently around her throat, turning and twisting her until her eyes are on mine.
”Mine,” I growl as I kiss her.
Finally, I let go, groaning against her mouth as I fill her. Each twitch of my cock is answered by the pulse of her squeezing me, both of us wringing the other out.
I hold us there as long as I can. Until my abs are screaming at me. Until every muscle in my body is crying out. With a sigh, I collapse back to the blanket, bringing her with me to curl onto my chest.
The stars watch us as we drift off to sleep.