Page 19 of Bound Hearts

Standing over her, I quickly unbutton my shirt, watching as she scoots back on the mattress, her dress bunching between her thighs.

“I believe we missed a few steps last time we did this.” My eyes drill into her as my shirt falls to the floor, and I begin to unbuckle my belt, making a sharp clack with the clasp, and a yank of the leather away from the loops. Sutton bites her finger as she watches me with a lustful look as I slip out of my pants.

“On your knees,” I demand. She obeys and rises onto her knees in the middle of the bed. My own knee dips into the mattress to get close to her. “Arms up.” Her mouth’s lines are coy as she slowly raises her arms. My fingers harshly unzip the side of her dress, and she lowers her arms to shimmy the sleeves off her shoulders, revealing her dark red satin bra.

“I’m positive you broke that,” she grins.

My fingers press against her collarbone and push lightly, and her body naturally falls back. “It doesn’t matter. You won’t be needing it tonight.”

Lowering myself, I hover over her body and begin to plant soft kisses below the base of her throat, traveling down, lower, and then further still. She shivers slightly, and I peer up to study her eyes as I continue the trail that leads me right to the elastic of her panties.

“This here.” I feather my lips side to side along the cloth. “I didn’t get to taste last time.” She hums a sound in approval as her hips tilt up from instinct. “Nor did I get to use that mouth of yours.”

“We'd better remedy that,” she rasps.

My mouth skates lower, feeling the heat of her pussy and the smell of her sweetness. She’s already damp. “Do you like to suck cock, Sutton?”

“Yes.” From her own initiative, she shifts slightly to unclasp her bra and slide it off.

My eyes review her breasts, and they are fucking gorgeous globes, enough to fill my palm, and her nipples are hard and screaming to be sucked.

I lap up one stroke against her panties, from bottom to top, and she inhales a sharp breath with her back curving off the mattress. “This pussy needs my cock.”

I hook my fingers under the band and pull down the panties just enough for me to drive her clit wild by circling her with my tongue, the smell and taste of sweetness is delicious. She moans, and I bring my palm to plant above her belly button to keep her down as I continue to lick her with reverence.

“Fuck, Foster.” Her breathing is already heavy.

Keeping her panties in place, I won't lick any more of her pussy, only her clit gets my attention to drive her wild, and I give it to her until I begin to feel her teetering on the edge, and I stop. The tip of my tongue runs a line on her inner thigh, then I kiss her softly there.

“You’ll come only on my cock this round. Let me hear you say it.”

“I’ll come only on your cock.” Her sly look returns as she scoots to sit on the edge of the bed as I back up to standing. I hook my finger under her chin to bring her gaze to mine. Her eyes are so innocent, but her ideas are so dirty.

I pinch both of her nipples as we remain in eye contact.

Without any words, she makes one more adjustment to bring her body close to me, her lips kiss softly below my chest, and she searches for praise as her light kisses stream down my stomach. She holds onto my hip with one hand, and her other hand squeezes around my cock for a few tugs. I hiss a breath when I bring my tip to meet her mouth. My cock is so hard; it gravitates to her waiting mouth, and her tongue licks around my shaft and tip.

“Your mouth feels good.”

The compliment causes her to give more by letting me go deeper inside her, and she sucks. My fingers comb through her hair, clearing her face, and I hold her hair behind her head as I fuck her mouth harder. She’s salivating, and it sounds like a struggle, but she keeps up the pace.

“Fuck, Sutton.” My eyes hood close as my head tips back, but I continue to guide her. Her eyes peer up and seek approval. “Such a good girl, Sutton. Taking my cock. Filling your mouth full. It’s making you even wetter. I’ll feel your pussy, and you’re even more soaking.”

She nods, her mouth still stuffed, and her voice muffled.

“Let me hear you say it.”

I pull her off me, and her mouth is swollen and her breathing is ragged. “I’m soaking for you. I want you to fuck me,” she begs.

A smirk curls on the corner of my mouth. “On all fours. Let me see your ass.”

She gets into position as I grab a condom, and she glances over her shoulder to check. “I’m not on birth control, so you will need a lot of those tonight.”

“Don’t worry.”

Once in position, my palm then presses against the base of her spine to encourage her to lean forward and her ass to rise. I slide my fingers between her legs and feel her heated arousal. She’s already clawing the sheets, and then with no warning, my tip circles her entrance before plunging in, and I spank her in unison. She moans as I dig deeper inside of her. In blunt movements, her tits jingle, and the little vixen grinds against my cock, wanting to milk me to an orgasm.

Squaring her hips with my hands firmly in place, she throws me a look over her shoulder, watching me pound into her.