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My tits hanging out of my top, he drops to his knees and I voluntarily spread my legs. He grips my ass, his head fully under my skirt as I feel his mouth brush my pussy lips. Oh, God…
I squeeze my eyes shut as he slides one finger inside my hole, his tongue working my clit rapidly, then he adds another finger. He slides in and out of me, his tongue doing exactly what he promised at the bar as he laps my clit over and over. I’m shameless when my cheeks redden and I start to come. It’s so intense, it’s so perfect… I throw my head back and cry out loudly as he rides me through it. Shock waves roll through me because it’s been so long since a man made me orgasm. And like this? I barely remember. No guys I’ve been with in the last few years liked doing it, but they all expected blow jobs. Nevada just ate me out like a bowl of his favorite ice-cream.
While his fingers are still inside me, he stands. His other hand tries to loosen his belt buckle but I take over. Undoing it with fury, he crashes his mouth to mine and I taste my arousal on his lips. Time stands still. His mouth is wet and warm. His tongue slides in my mouth and I grip his hard cock through his jeans with one hand, and pull him closer by the back of his neck with the other. His lips are surprisingly soft and he’s greedy. I can’t get enough of it. His willingness. His enthusiasm… And the way he looks at me like I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen.
“Fuck me,” I whisper. “Fuck me now, Nevada.”
His smirk dances across my lips. “Whatever you say, Mama. But first you gotta pull my cock out.” He shoves off his cut and then pulls his t-shirt off.
His body is a sight to behold. His shoulders are huge, tattoos covering every inch of his chest, neck and all of his right arm. I’ve never seen anything so detailed, and at a glance there’s writing as well as angels, numerals and script. He’s beautiful. I know I’ve said it multiple times in my head, but it’s the truth.
I run my hands over his pecks, enjoying his warmth and the feel of his muscles.
I glance down at the same time he does. Working his zipper, I see the head of his cock peeking out over his boxers and I just about melt on the floor. Of course he’s got a giant cock begging to be let out, because everything about this man appears to be perfect.
I shove his jeans and boxers down and his dick pops free. My lips part as I see the piercing. I blink, at first thinking I’m seeing things. He has a Prince Albert? He’s big. Very fucking big, and fat too. The cock piercing at the tip of his head comes out at the top of his shaft but farther down, the two beads catch my attention as I just stare at it. Pull yourself together!
I want it in my mouth.
“Holy…” I start. “Did that hurt?”
I watch as he grips himself, stroking his dick in his hand. “It’s a deep shaft reverse Prince Albert, so yeah, it did, but it was worth it.” It’s so fucking pretty that I can’t stop staring at it.
Before I know what I’m doing, I drop to my knees and shamelessly reach out for his cock and take over the stroking. He braces one hand against the wall and the other cups my face. I lick the end, flicking the bead at the tip with my tongue. He hisses, his eyes blazing when I lift my head. Then I move my tongue to the other one at the top of his shaft and flick that too. He hisses. I glance up and his whole body is rigid. His muscles are tense and I can see he’s holding his breath. Knowing I have this effect on him spurs me on.
“I’m gonna deep throat you, Pretty Boy. And if you’re a good boy, I might even let you come in my mouth.”
His lips part and I smirk, taking his tip farther into my mouth so both beads disappear and I suck on the end like a lollipop. His head tips back and he closes his eyes. I know he wants to thrust, but if he does, I’ll spank his goddamn ass. In fact… I reach around, taking him farther into my mouth to do just that. I spank his cheek hard and his eyes pop open with a jolt.
I pull his cock out, holding him at the base where my fingers only just touch. “That was for taking my cigarette.” I take him back in again before he has time to argue. I take him farther down my throat; my gag reflex wants to kick in but I push through, sliding back out again. I do it over and over, my pace quickening. His hand grips the back of my head and I spank his ass again.
“Fuck, Estelle,” he groans. “Spank me again, baby. Fuck…”
Hearing my name earns him another smack, not just because he asked. My cheeks redden with how turned on I am and I spank his ass again harder, the noise ricocheting off the walls as my pussy literally drips. I cup his balls, tugging on them, they feel so full. I grip his base with my free hand and hollow my cheeks. I want to suck the cum right out of him and I don’t usually have this kind of feral need. But everything with Nevada is new. My tits sway as I work him over like a woman possessed. This feeling is more like a rush. The adrenaline running through my veins feels like a runaway train, and I revel in the high it gives me.
“Mama,” he cries and before I know it, hot spurts of his cum ravish my mouth as he grips my hair tight in his fist and pumps down my throat. I fucking let him. I let him fill my mouth as I swallow it down. The look on his face is something I’ll take to my spank bank for later, because it’s fucking hot. His eyes are blazing, his mouth open, his entire face is contorted in pleasure. His muscles clenched and sweat coating his skin makes me feel like I’m the only woman the fucking world.
This man is a God. He’s too good to be true… And I just let him come in my mouth.
He pants as hard as I do, his chest rising and falling as he catches his breath.
I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and the feral look he gives me sends a shiver down my spine.
“That was so hot,” he pants. “But now I’m going to fuck you.”
Okay, so he can do that right after he just…? Most guys I’ve been with roll over and go to sleep after they’ve done their business, whether I’ve got off or not.
But Nevada is a wildcard. I knew that already. But to go again? Right after?
He pulls me to my feet. His mouth finds mine again and he doesn’t give a shit that he’s now tasting himself… That’s so hot. Also a first for me.
I wrap my arms around his neck as he devours me, our tongues crazy as my tits press against his chest. He’s so warm and strong. He lifts me with ease and I wrap my arms around him as he moves to the desk. He sits my ass down, reaching to the back pocket of his jeans and pulls a condom packet out of his wallet. I watch, my breathing labored as he rips the foil off and rolls the thing over his already swelling cock. Why do I get the feeling this guy can go all night? Maybe screwing a younger guy really does have its perks. Maybe I’ve misjudged him because I’m too shit scared to give anything new a try. So much for badass.
“Been wantin’ to do this since I met you.” He steels his jaw, sheathing his cock in his palm as I stare down at it. “All I’ve been doin’ since I met you is fuckin’ my palm with my dick, thinkin’ about you takin’ it in your mouth, your pussy, your ass…”
Oh. My. God.
He reaches under my skirt and pulls my panties down so I can step out of them. I grab his ass and pull him toward me, his dick bobbing between us as he reaches down and finds my entrance. He doesn’t give me any warning, he just shoves his fat cock inside me in one thrust and I cry out as he fills every single inch of me.
