Tequila Sunrises over Georgia (a novella) by Yara Greathouse

his
fingers on the roof of my cervix brings me to the edge in no time
at all.
    The edge of ecstasy.
    It’s the best place one can be.
    This is where pleasure meets oblivion.
    Where you have to want to jump without
restrain, and savor the moment.
    “Fuck, Gia, you taste so fucking good!”
    My fingers curl and grab a fistful of his
hair, I hold on tight.
    Carter’s teeth graze my clit and then he
sucks so hard, that I have no choice but to scream his name as a
rush of goodness comes down, pooling between my legs, and my body
starts to tremble like an 8.0 magnitude earthquake.
    “Oh! God! I’m coming! Fuck! Carter!”
    And there it is.
    The sweet pleasure of the fall.
    He removes his mouth, but keeps pressure on
my clit with his fingers, prolonging the orgasm, and he kisses me
everywhere he can reach, while waiting for my high to slow
down.
    I like the way he talks to me while we are so
intimate. He growls-whispers all the things that he’s doing or he
wants to do to me.
    I love a dirty-talking man.
    “Did you see the fucking stars Gia? I fucking
saw all of them reflected in your face…in your skin, in the way you
shook and moved against my hands… against my lips. I can’t wait to
show them to you again, baby.
    “My dick is ready for you… so fucking
ready.
    “I can’t be gentle. Please don’t ask me to be
gentle right now – I want you too fucking bad…”
    I manage to look at him and with a smile on
my face, I release a weak “Mm-hmm…”
    Then, I collect enough strength to unbutton
his pants and lower the zipper.
    “That was great, Carter, let’s play some
more…”
    He kisses me, deep and wanting. His tongue
circles around mine, alternating with licking and sucking my lips.
I feel I’m falling behind, like I’m barely matching all the action
this man’s dishing out.
    I’ve hit the jackpot. Because, if he keeps
this up, I can guarantee he’s quickly going to become my only
obsession, and I’m going to feel like a million bucks, day in-and
day out.
    Carter lifts off the bed and quickly takes
his pants and underwear off.
    Oh my god!
    When I see his dick proudly stand up, I raise
up and sit on the bed, licking my lips as my mouth waters. I want
that cock inside my mouth first and fucking the living shit out of
me after.
    While fisting his cock, a sideway smile
lingers on his face.
    “See something you want… Hmm?”
    “Yes.” I reach out to touch it and Carter
lifts his index finger placing it in front of my face.
    “One thing, Gia.”
    “What’s that?”
    “My self-control is a bit fickle when it
comes to you. Sooo, I may have to slow things down a bit, to make
sure I last as long as you need me. Okay?”
    Double fuck yes!
    I’m one lucky bitch.
    Nodding my head, Carter brings his dick
closer to me, then closer still until I can get my grabby hands
around it.
    Jackpot!
    I pull him to my mouth and lick him all over
to ensure good lubrication, then I take as much as I can in my
mouth and use my hand for the rest.
    Yes, my mouth’s big, but he’s bigger and even
when I relax my throat, I still cannot take him all the way.
    “Oh, Gia! Fuck!” I hear him say.
    The timing of his breathing had changed,
coming in and out of his mouth. In addition to the grunting, all of
it assured me that what I’m doing it’s spot on.
    He grabs a hold of my head, but does not
push; he’s merely letting me do my thing. I can work his dick a bit
further after a couple of minutes and then I finally adjust to his
size.
    My hand and head are twisting while sucking
as hard as I can.
    I’m enjoying this more than I expected.
    “Yes, baby, just like that – fuck you’re
doing great!’
    Gently, I graze my teeth up and down his
member, lick the underside from his balls to the tip of his cock
and then back.
    I take one of his balls in my mouth and suck
it hard. After I let it out of my mouth, I take a hold of both nuts
with my hand, lifting them and then licking the sensitive area
underneath.
    With his body