Page 43 of Guarding Glenda

He kissed me hard and deep and my hips rocked in his lap. I needed more. Scrambling off his lap, I toed off my shoes and unbuttoned my jeans. His eyes raked over me as I stood in nothing but my pink lace panties and bra.

I stepped closer and leaned to undo his belt but he stood, grabbing my ass and lifting me up. My legs wrapped around him and I gripped his shoulders, staring into those dark eyes that were all nearly pupil now.

As we entered the bedroom, he kicked the door closed, then carefully laid me on the bed. I started to push my panties down but he leaned back and playfully popped my hand. “I’ll do that.”

I grinned but sat up, gripping his belt and jerking him closer. “Then I’ll do this.”

His hand stroked lightly over my arm as I worked his belt and jeans open. I gripped the waist of his pants and his underwear and tugged them down. His huge cock bounced in my face and a wave of wetness flooded my panties.

“Goddamn.”

He chuckled. “Glad you approve.”

Licking my lips, I leaned down and licked around the tip.

His chest rumbled and he gripped my hair. “Glenda.”

Holding him in my hand, I looked up. “Say it again.”

His fist tightened in my hair. His voice was even deeper this time. “Glenda.”

I wrapped my mouth around him and took him in, deeper and deeper. He didn’t push me down, though. He gripped my hair, but he let me pace myself and go as deep or shallow as I wanted.

Glancing up, his dark eyes were hooded and watching me. He moaned low and said, “Glenda. Fuck that feels so good, baby.”

I moved my hand, grabbing his firm ass with both, and sank my mouth down all the way.

He rumbled again and his fist tightened in my hair even more. I flattened my tongue, dragging it beneath his hard dick, and gave a little suction as I pulled away. I was shocked when he pulled my head away and my mouth gave a loud pop.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, panting a little.

He leaned down, letting my hair go and tugging at my panties. I leaned and angled my hips to help get them off. He leaned closer again, reaching behind me then pulling the straps of my bra down my arms.

His mouth went to my nipple, licking and nipping as my back arched off the bed. “Leigh,” I gasped at the jolt it sent straight to my pussy.

His hands ran over my thighs and one moved between them, finding my slick heat. “You’re so fucking wet, baby.”

“Leigh, touch me. Please.” I was needy and didn’t care.

His fingers dipped inside and he moaned as he plunged them in and out. His thumb rolled over my clit and his mouth went to the other nipple, rolling it with his tongue before lightly nipping it.

My hips bucked and I moaned.

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you.”

My hands threaded through his hair and I closed my eyes, soaking up all the sensations. He kissed his way down, still fingering me, the wet sounds filling the air.

When his mouth found my clit, I gasped again, tightening my grip on his hair.

He moved his fingers, licking me from hole to clit like an ice cream cone before he wrapped his lips over my clit, gently sucking.

“Fucking shit,” I said through clenched teeth. Heat flushed my body as unintelligible sounds left my lips.

His fingers pressed back inside as his tongue flicked over my clit then sucked before doing that combination again.

“Leigh,” I gasped as the pressure in my core was almost unbearable. “I need you.”

“You’ll have me. But first, you’re gonna come all over my face. Let go, Glenda.”