Free Teach Me To Ride by Rachel Leigh

bronzed and muscular Roman god before her. Bathed in silvery moonlight, every ridge, every muscle and contour was displayed to perfection. She licked her lips and trailed her fingernails down his torso and into the thatch of pubic hair at the base of his engorged cock.
    Slowly, she trailed her fingers down the shaft toward his balls. He quivered. Caroline smiled. Forget Roman god, he was a slave at her mercy. She cupped his tight balls in her hand, before quickly grasping his cock and guiding it to her eager mouth.
    He tasted of pure man. Hot, musky masculinity assaulted her senses as she sucked, tasted, and licked his flesh. She moaned and writhed harder against his knee as her arousal soared. Around and around, she licked his cock, sucking in his pre-cum and coming back for more. He throbbed against her lips, the veins protruding…begging for release.
    “Yes, Caroline. Yes. You are so fucking sexy.” His growls came from above her, urging her on, encouraging her, and making her feel like a goddess.
    He lifted his hips, pushing his cock deeper and she took in more and more. “Jesus Christ.”
    She gripped the root of his shaft and slid her fingers up and down, groaning and moaning with pleasure. He pulled back a little and his fingers gripped her hair, pulling her lips gently from his cock. Their eyes locked, both out of breath and shaking with need.
    He seemed to restrain himself and groaned, “I want to taste you, too.”
    Caroline smiled. “With pleasure.”
    She stood and slowly reached into her small patch of pubic hair and he followed the motion with his gaze. She dipped her fingers deep inside her weeping pussy and her mouth dropped open at the evidence of her slick need for him.
    “Come here. Let me see you.” His jaw tightened.
    She walked to him and planted a foot either side of his head, facing the delicious view of his erect cock. He gripped her ankles. Slowly, Caroline crouched lower, moved her knees wider, feeling the air whisper across her open and wet pussy. Her arousal grew knowing that Michael had a full view of her. She lowered over his face and his tongue shot like a viper into her aching slit.
    She exhaled and then gritted her teeth as she slapped her hands to his chest for support before her legs gave way completely. She watched dazedly as he slathered his tongue in and out of her pussy, before moving forward to lick and circle her hardened clit. His enthusiasm was more than she could stand, his hands gripping tightly to her ankles, his groans and pants reverberating around her.
    She stared at his cock, so big and ready for her. “Oh, yes. Yes.”
    Caroline leaned toward his hips to have that cock once more in her mouth. He shifted beneath her before resuming his feast. The sexy sounds of their feeding filled Caroline’s ears as she rubbed her hand up and down the length of his cock, sucking and taking him deep to the back of her throat. His body was taut under her fingers, his shaft as hard as rock. He shifted his hips to her face as she pressed her pussy to his.
    The first sensations of her rising climax throbbed in and around her pussy. She had seconds before she would come on his face. She pulled back and lifted away to drop to the grass beside him. Turning around, they lay eye to eye, her breaths panted from her, her body weak for something only he could give.
    “Fuck me, Michael. Please.”
    He gripped her hair and kissed her hard. With their lips still joined, she dropped on her back. They parted and he turned away to snatch up his jeans. Impatient and aching with lust, Caroline watched him take a condom from his pocket and sheath himself. Moving back to her, he edged her legs apart and settled between her thighs. With his eyes locked on hers, he lifted her shaking leg onto his shoulder and, with his other hand, he positioned his cock at her slit. Without word or warning, he drove mercilessly into her heat. Her anguished, satisfied gasp shot out into the quiet night.
    He fucked her