Free Unbearable by Wren Page B

lips
between her breasts, her back arches in a beautiful curve over a waterfall of
red tendrils. I let my other hand dangle between us, brushing against my cock
as I slip a pair of fingers into her. Slickened with arousal, they slide with
ease along the length of her.
    My
lips find their way to a breast, and I suck it between my teeth and over my
tongue. A breathy moan floats from her lips and her hips rock on my fingers,
urging me to give her more. Her stomach flinches and undulates as I stroke her
sex. Each time she brushes my cock with her skin I fight the urge to burrow
deep between those folds.
    She
captivates me with every movement of her body. I hold her with just one hand,
but it's she who's holding me on a tight invisible leash. Kissing my way off
her breast, I ease her upright and closer against my chest. My fingers work her
clit, her juice flowing, readying herself for me. Her arms wrap around my neck
and we lock eyes.
    I
must taste her lips. As I lean forward, we collapse together on the bed. My
fingers remain inside her, stroking her in a steady rhythm that matches my
tongue in my her mouth. Nails drag down the flesh on
my back and rip a shiver along my spine. Curling my arm above her head, I grip
a handful of hair and put into a kiss what I cannot say with words.
    She
finds my soul buried deep in our kiss, and frees it with each sweep of her
tongue. I knew a kiss of her lips would unravel me. I am hers, forever.
    My
chest presses to hers and I rock my cock against her soft belly. She moans
against my lips and I quicken my pace over her clit. Arching her head back, she
breaks our kiss as short breaths huff out her cheeks. I grip a breast and
massage it, her swollen nipple rubbing along my palm.
    “That's
it, my sweet Rose. Cum for me, Princess.” I work her
in swift circles, so full of sweet cream that I nearly slip out of her.
    One
hand grips the blankets for dear life, the other grips my hair and she yanks me
back to her lips. I break the kiss and she whimpers. But I have other plans.
Just as I bring her to the edge, I still my fingers and dive face first between
her legs. Lapping at her with my tongue, I work her to completion, slipping two
fingers in her channel as one penetrates her ass. Her increasing moans stiffen
my cock so hard, I fight to keep from exploding.
    As
her shuddering ceases, her hips release their tension and I kiss my way back up
to her lips.
    “Taste
your desire for me.” I trace her lips with the tip of my tongue. In turn, she
licks the remnants of herself off me. With fervor, I sweep her tongue into my
mouth and bury it deep.
    Scooping
her into my arms, I roll over and ease her on top. Her lips curl into a smile
mid-kiss and I know that wicked grin.
    “Finally,
I want to taste yours.” She gives me a smile with her eyes and licks her way
down to my dick. I ache for her to taste me, but I want to cum inside her
pussy, not in her mouth. At least not tonight. Tonight
I need to be buried in her, joined with her.
    I
brush a hand through her hair and stroke her cheek with my thumb. “I'll let you
have your fun, but I want to cum inside you.”
    My
cock presses against a pair of pouty lips and she stares up at me with big,
green eyes. A flutter hits me in the chest so hard I fight back a gasp. And
without warning, she swallows me whole into her mouth. The shock arches my back
and rips that gasp right from my lips. I throw my hands to my head, curling my
fingertips against my scalp.
    I
cannot control my hips and they rock in time with her sucking mouth. Applying
pressure with her tongue, she slides me against the ridged roof of her mouth
and my cock throbs, aching for release. A growl rumbles in my chest and I huff
for breath. She sucks the air from me and my head spins in a fury. Her hand
cups my balls, rolling them between her fingers as her
other hand grabs the base of my shaft.
    In
smooth strokes, she slides her hand in motion with her sucking mouth and I lose
control. She brings me to