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Trailing my mouth down her neck, between the valley of her tits, and lower across her smooth stomach, I push her legs wider with my hands.
She whimpers, knowing where I’m headed. I smile against her inner thigh. “You ready for this, baby? I’m going to make you cum so hard on my face. And when I’m done, I’m going to fill you up until you cum all over my cock.
Her throaty moan urges me on, and I dip my head down to taste her sweet pussy. I groan at the first taste. “So good,” I murmur. How can she taste so good? And how have I gone my whole life not knowing what this sweet nectar tastes like? It’s addictive. I can’t get enough. I lick and suck her until she’s climbing higher and higher, her hands fisted in my bed covers as her head thrashes side to side. Desperate pants fall from her mouth, pleas and murmurs that beg for more.
Needing to feel her, to be inside her in some way, I thrust two fingers deep into her channel. Her hips come up off the bed, pushing her clit up into my face. I flick it with my tongue as I stroke her inner walls, the soft velvet clenching over and over again on my fingers as her climax takes over.
“Oh god, Dom. Yes! Oh fuck. Yes, fuck me, Dom.”
Jesus Christ, those words falling from those lips nearly have me coming in my pants. It’s so fucking hot and so fucking perfect, and when she finally comes down from the crest, aftershocks wracking her body, I rid myself of the jeans that are keeping me from her. I grab a condom, ready to slide home.
She stops me with a hand on my wrist, and I look up at her, her beautiful face even more angelic with the bliss of an orgasm fresh across her features.
She shakes her head, and I start to worry she’s having second thoughts.
But then she makes my day—
no my whole fucking life—when she leans forward and wraps her fingers around my cock and says, “My turn.”
Poppy
How many times have I got myself off to the fantasy of sucking Dom’s cock? I’ve lost count. But I’m about to do it now. Really and truly.
I stare down at him as I stroke my fist up and down. I was right. He’s huge. Like mind-bogglingly, make-me-cum-with-one-look huge. My pussy clenches again. I want him inside me so badly. But first, first I want to make him feel as good as he just made me feel.
I push against his chest until he takes a step back, and I slide to my knees in front of him.
Dom groans, his fingers twining in my hair again, gripping my head in desperation. “Fuck, baby. You don’t have to do this.”
I look up at him, darting my tongue out to lick the bead of precum on his thick head, my eyes wide and innocent as I stare into his face. “Oh, you don’t want me to?” I tease, squeezing the base of his shaft for emphasis.
He bites out a laugh. “You’re going to kill me, woman.”
I grin. “I can stop if you want.” Another flick of my tongue.
A growl rips from his throat. “Don’t you fucking dare.”
“That’s what I thought.” I lick him from base to tip, reveling in the sense of power that I feel that I’m able to make this man so hungry, so desperate. It’s crazy. I never would have thought that I would be the one to do this to him.
He grips my head more firmly, and I take him into my mouth, running my tongue over the ridge of his head, then lowering myself further, wanting to take as much of him as I can.
Dom thrusts into my mouth, shoving my head hard against his cock, and I cry out in surprise, then moan around him as he fills my mouth with his thickness.
“Sorry, baby,” he murmurs, “you just feel so fucking good.”
I want to smile that I make him lose control like this. I wrap my fist tightly around the base of his shaft and pump him while I work my mouth up and down him until his breath is coming in sharp gasps. Just when I think I’m about to send him over the edge, he yanks me up, pulling me to my feet and wrapping his arms around me.
“Don’t want to cum like that,” he growls, lifting my arms above my head and running his hands down my sides.
He spins me around and bends me over the bed, then I feel his hard cock swiping through my folds, teasing me.
“Please,” I whimper when the tease gets to be too much.
I hear him rip open the condom wrapper, then a couple seconds later I feel him pressing against me. I push back, so, so ready.
He pushes just the tip inside me, running his hands back up my sides and arms, then he grips my wrists and holds them in one hand above me, pinning them to the bed. Grabbing my hip with his other hand, he slams into me, filling me in one swift stroke.
I cry out, feeling full in the very best way.
