tightly, tugging at her hair
again.
She whimpered, the sound one of dazed,
intense pleasure. So he pulled harder.
Big mistake.
Her mouth moved on him, shuttling up and
down, sucking him voraciously as her little tongue stroked and probed and
pushed him further over the line. Her hands wrapped around the base of his
cock, holding it steady, stroking in time to her mouth above as he pulled her
hair again.
Slick wet heat engulfed him nearly to her
throat. She was taking more of him, ravenous now. “Marey, baby. I’ll come down
your throat,” he warned her desperately. “Let up, sweetheart, or you’re going
to get every drop of it.”
She stroked him more intently than ever,
her mouth consuming him as he bucked against her, fucking past her lips as his
hands pulled at her hair, relishing the unbidden, kittenish little mewls of
pleasure that erupted from her throat.
He hadn’t meant to take her like this
first, he thought despairingly as he felt his balls tighten further, the
tingling at the base of his spine intensifying. But it was paradise. Paradise
and torment at once, and he was helpless against her. For now.
He held her steady, his hands exerting
pressure on her hair as he deepened his strokes, driving into her suckling
lips, his body tightening, sensitizing…
“Son of a bitch. Suck it, baby. Suck my
dick, Marey. Take it all.”
He felt the first hard pulse of semen as it
shot from the head of his cock, splattering against the back of her throat as
she began to swallow, moaning and twisting against him as he buried in deeper
and gave her all he had. Harsh, rapid jets of seed spewing into her mouth, only
to be caught by her hungry little tongue and consumed until he had nothing left
to give.
He pulled back from her then, ignoring the
soft cry of regret as his cock pulled free of her lips with a hollow little
“pop”.
“Come here.” He urged her to straighten as
his hands went to the metal snap of her jeans. “Kick your shoes off for me,
baby.”
He was pushing the waistband over her hips,
going to his knees and burying his face in the soft flesh of her stomach as she
shuddered in his grip.
“Your mouth is destructive,” he whispered
before allowing his tongue to dip out and probe at the shallow indention of her
navel as she struggled out of her sneakers. Then he was pushing her jeans to
her ankles, lifting her feet free and opening his eyes to stare up at her.
“You were a very naughty little girl,” he
drawled as his hand stroked up her leg to curl around the curve of a buttock.
“Do you know what naughty little girls get?”
Her eyes darkened further, almost black now
as he caressed her ass.
She shook her head sharply, her lips parted
as she fought to draw in air. She looked dazed, almost uncomprehending as he
licked at the damp, rounded flesh of her belly.
“They get spanked,” he whispered then,
watching her eyes, her expression.
Curiosity and trepidation filled both.
God, he couldn’t believe how innocent she
was, so sweetly untried that it would be the same as taking a virgin. Something
he had never dreamed would turn him on until now.
He rose slowly to his feet, pulling her to
the bed and sitting down as he stared back at her.
“I’m going to spank you,” he told her,
relishing the very idea of it. “I’m going to make your ass and your pussy burn
so bright you’re going to scream for me to take you. To fuck you until you
can’t breathe for coming.”
“I will now,” she gasped, her engorged,
hard-tipped breasts rising and falling sharply.
His cock jerked at her rough declaration.
He glanced at the crotch of her panties. A
silky thong that left her ass bare and clearly showed the dampness seeping from
her pussy. He was going to bury his mouth there and see if it was possible to
lick her dry. His mouth watered at the thought.
“You will anyway.” He pulled her to him,
drawing her down across his knees as she shuddered, the soft curves of her
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