cleavage, then put his palms back in place once her breasts surrounded his impossibly hard cock.
Chest heaving, he pressed her tits around him and rolled his hips. “Fff—” he said, biting back a curse.
Skyler was nearly gleeful. She bit her lip hard to hide a triumphant giggle. Kellen was relinquishing control. He moved his hips against her, totally enraptured. She was doing this, causing that expression of pure ecstasy on his face. She reached around him and pressed her fingertips on his thrusting hips just to feel the power there. In one smooth move, he reached over and took a pump of lotion from the bottle near the shower, then took himself in hand and pressed between her breasts again. This time, it was slick and made a wet sound that just about buckled her. Holy cow, could she come without him touching her?
His hips bucked faster, and his breath came ragged. He was trying to be gentle so she pushed his hands, squeezing her breasts around him more tightly, and he yelled out and bucked faster. The wet sound was constant now, and the taut buds of her sensitive nipples brushed his belly as it flexed against her.
She cupped her sex. She’d soaked her panties, and her leggings were warm with her arousal. Kellen took his eyes from her bobbing chest and his dick forcing its way through her cleavage and frowned at her hand that touched between her thighs. So fast he blurred, he scooped her up and strode into the bedroom, any hint of a limp gone. He should’ve been in great pain, and bleeding like a stuck pig, but when she looked over his shoulder at the fallen towel on the bathroom floor, it wasn’t even soaked through.
“Had to stop,” he murmured against her neck as he lay her down.
“You didn’t want to finish?” She was confused. He’d seemed ready to climax.
“Oh, I want to come, but not before you do.”
Her belly quivered with those muttered words against her ear. He slid down her, removed her boots and socks, then pulled her leggings and panties until they cleared her ankles. She should’ve felt vulnerable, laid out on top of the sheets like this, the setting sun still lighting the room enough for him to see all of her. But the look in Kellen’s eyes stifled any embarrassment she could’ve harbored about her body.
Without a word, Kellen flipped her over until he lay back down on the mattress and she was straddling his face, holding her just above him with his powerful arms.
She started to protest, but he plunged his tongue into her sex and she melted against him. He sucked on her sensitive nub as he retracted his tongue. Her hips bucked forward. Splaying her hands against the mattress above his head, she locked her elbows and rolled her hips the next time his tongue thrust into her. She would’ve been more embarrassed if he didn’t seem to be thoroughly enjoying himself. And when she looked behind her, he was stroking himself in rhythm to the pace he set with his mouth. Three more thrusts and the pressure was too much. She called out and froze above him, pulsing around his lapping tongue.
Holy shit. This was easily the hottest thing she’d ever done. Probably the hottest thing she’d ever do again. Kellen rolled her over and pulled a pillow toward them, then lifted her neck gently. When he was satisfied that she was nice and comfortable, he kissed her slowly from her navel to her collarbone, until the head of his cock pressed an inch inside of her.
With a moan, she spread her knees wider and cradled his hips against hers. He was slow in taking her, as if he knew his size would be too much if he wasn’t careful. She dug her fingers into his back as he pressed inside of her another inch and stretched her. Tiny aftershocks still trilled through her. Kellen’s arms were flexed from trying to keep the bulk of his weight off her, and she scratched her fingernails down his triceps. His hips jerked, and he plunged into her. She gasped and arched against him. He seemed to like when she had her
Chest heaving, he pressed her tits around him and rolled his hips. “Fff—” he said, biting back a curse.
Skyler was nearly gleeful. She bit her lip hard to hide a triumphant giggle. Kellen was relinquishing control. He moved his hips against her, totally enraptured. She was doing this, causing that expression of pure ecstasy on his face. She reached around him and pressed her fingertips on his thrusting hips just to feel the power there. In one smooth move, he reached over and took a pump of lotion from the bottle near the shower, then took himself in hand and pressed between her breasts again. This time, it was slick and made a wet sound that just about buckled her. Holy cow, could she come without him touching her?
His hips bucked faster, and his breath came ragged. He was trying to be gentle so she pushed his hands, squeezing her breasts around him more tightly, and he yelled out and bucked faster. The wet sound was constant now, and the taut buds of her sensitive nipples brushed his belly as it flexed against her.
She cupped her sex. She’d soaked her panties, and her leggings were warm with her arousal. Kellen took his eyes from her bobbing chest and his dick forcing its way through her cleavage and frowned at her hand that touched between her thighs. So fast he blurred, he scooped her up and strode into the bedroom, any hint of a limp gone. He should’ve been in great pain, and bleeding like a stuck pig, but when she looked over his shoulder at the fallen towel on the bathroom floor, it wasn’t even soaked through.
“Had to stop,” he murmured against her neck as he lay her down.
“You didn’t want to finish?” She was confused. He’d seemed ready to climax.
“Oh, I want to come, but not before you do.”
Her belly quivered with those muttered words against her ear. He slid down her, removed her boots and socks, then pulled her leggings and panties until they cleared her ankles. She should’ve felt vulnerable, laid out on top of the sheets like this, the setting sun still lighting the room enough for him to see all of her. But the look in Kellen’s eyes stifled any embarrassment she could’ve harbored about her body.
Without a word, Kellen flipped her over until he lay back down on the mattress and she was straddling his face, holding her just above him with his powerful arms.
She started to protest, but he plunged his tongue into her sex and she melted against him. He sucked on her sensitive nub as he retracted his tongue. Her hips bucked forward. Splaying her hands against the mattress above his head, she locked her elbows and rolled her hips the next time his tongue thrust into her. She would’ve been more embarrassed if he didn’t seem to be thoroughly enjoying himself. And when she looked behind her, he was stroking himself in rhythm to the pace he set with his mouth. Three more thrusts and the pressure was too much. She called out and froze above him, pulsing around his lapping tongue.
Holy shit. This was easily the hottest thing she’d ever done. Probably the hottest thing she’d ever do again. Kellen rolled her over and pulled a pillow toward them, then lifted her neck gently. When he was satisfied that she was nice and comfortable, he kissed her slowly from her navel to her collarbone, until the head of his cock pressed an inch inside of her.
With a moan, she spread her knees wider and cradled his hips against hers. He was slow in taking her, as if he knew his size would be too much if he wasn’t careful. She dug her fingers into his back as he pressed inside of her another inch and stretched her. Tiny aftershocks still trilled through her. Kellen’s arms were flexed from trying to keep the bulk of his weight off her, and she scratched her fingernails down his triceps. His hips jerked, and he plunged into her. She gasped and arched against him. He seemed to like when she had her
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