Free Not Damaged by Sam Crescent Page B

as he sucked and nibbled on her clit.
    Her cream coated his chin but he didn’t let up until she
finally came down from her orgasm. His shaft hurt and he knew the indentation
of the zipper would show on it.
    Sitting back, he wiped her cream off and stared into her
blue eyes. His heart suddenly stopped as something struck him deep. Fuck, he’d
fallen for Jesse Robinson.
     
    * * * *
     
    Her legs shook from her orgasm.
    Wow, Jesse couldn’t form any other words as she stared into
Ryan’s dark brown eyes. They were almost black with his arousal. He sat up off
the bed. His cock pressed hard against his pants and the tightness made her
wince.
    “Is it painful?” she asked.
    “Yes.”
    Going to her knees, she shuffled closer then sat back on her
bottom. Pulling on the belt holding his pants up, she fed the leather through
the loops then eased open the buckle. She tugged the belt away then went for
the button. Jesse made sure not to hurt him when she slid the zipper over the
hard length.
    He growled and she took her time to pull his pants down. The
boxer briefs were not big enough to stop her view of his cock. The tip appeared
over the top of his pants. Ryan moved her hands out of the way. Within seconds
he stood naked at the edge of the bed.
    The ink stood out on his skin, capturing her attention. This
was her first time seeing him naked. For a forty year old man he was in the
peak of health. Reaching out, she pressed her palm to his stomach. He covered
her hand with his own.
    She looked down over his ink, loving the spiral snaking up
one arm that ended near his neck. Each design was more intricate than the last.
He pushed her hand down.
    Unable to stop herself she followed the direction of his
hand to where he gripped the base of his shaft.
    Staring at his cock, she admired the thickness and length.
No one could argue with the size of his cock. He was huge. Feeling him through
his clothing hadn’t done him justice at all.
    The head looked red and swollen, glistening with his
pre-cum.
    “Touch me, Jesse,” he said.
    Gripping his cock, she worked from base to tip going up and
down, feeling how soft yet hard he was. His fingers stroked through her hair.
    The only sound to be heard in the room came from their heavy
breathing.
    “You’re big,” she said.
    He chuckled. “I know. God, I love your hands on me.”
    She stared up at him. His gaze was on her the whole time.
Working his shaft she looked down and watched the pre-cum gather, soaking the
tip. She caught some on her fingers working his natural lube over his flesh.
    Moving in close, she craved the feel of him inside her
mouth. Jesse wanted to give him the same kind of pleasure he gave her. Opening
her lips, she took the head of his cock inside. His cum coated her tongue and
she swallowed him down, moaning.
    “Fuck.”
    Both hands held onto her head as she sucked half way down
his length. When the tip hit the back of her throat she pulled away. Bobbing
her head she sucked him into her mouth.
    “Your mouth is so perfect. That’s right, baby, go down on me.”
    Ryan pumped his hips as she met him. Each time he hit the
back of her throat she tried to take more of him down. Gripping his thighs, she
moaned, feeling her own arousal spike once again.
    All too soon, Ryan pulled out of her mouth.
    “Why have you stopped?” she asked, feeling bereft at him leaving
her mouth.
    He sat down on the edge of the bed. “Come here and give me
that pussy.”
    “You’ve already given me pleasure.”
    “I want to taste you again. Don’t make me ask twice.”
    Remembering the feel of his palm against her ass, Jesse felt
torn. Part of her didn’t want to disobey him while another wanted to feel his
palm against her ass once again.
    Giving Ryan what he wanted won out. Climbing back on the
bed, she squealed as he went to his back twisting her over his body. Her knees
feel over either side of his head, face on his thigh.
    Heat filled her cheeks at how vulnerable she lay. His