Free Pinch of Naughty by Gem Sivad Page B

eyes look strange.”
    No doubt they were crossed and about to roll back in his head. He released his grip when she tentatively began to explore on her own. Her fingers reached the liquid seeping from his slit and she jerked away, stroking down his bare length once before coming back to investigate his pre-cum. When she swirled her finger around his cock head and peered closer, his jaw locked tight and his toes curled.
    “Cover. My. Tool,” he managed to say.
    She did, biting her lower lip again and frowning as though performing an arduous chore. By the time she’d rolled on the rubber and smoothed it twice, he was rigid.
    “There, it’s done.” She sighed and straightened between his legs.
    “Straddle me.” His cock, covered and ready, waved in the air. Cyrus parted Eleanor’s thighs and pushed his knees between them.
    “It looks dangerous,” she muttered, staring down at the thick rod he intended to impale her with. “I don’t want to.”
    “Yes you do,” Cyrus advised her, positioning her the way he wanted in spite of her protests.
    Eleanor remained stiff, parting her legs around his thighs, straining to remain above his cock, but the lips of her sex brushed against the end, teasing both of them.
    “Put it in,” he growled, desperate to sink into her slick heat.
    Cyrus gazed at Ellie’s breasts on level with his mouth then leisurely tasted one nipple, sucking on it before he switched to the other.
    “Juicy, plump, sweet,” he told her. He rolled the peak on his tongue, biting down on the tip, enjoying her look of shocked pleasure as he cradled her rump, directing her downward descent. “Come and get me.”
    “You are a wicked, wicked man,” Eleanor gasped and then moaned, clutching his ears and pulling his head up so she could smash her lips against his.
    Since Eleanor didn’t have a clue about the way of kissing, Cyrus took charge, nudging through her velvet walls at the same time he tongue-danced with her above.
    His breath came in labored gasps accompanying Ellie’s moans when he released her mouth. He guided her up and down on his shaft, her honey making her greased and slick.
    ”Swivel your hips, Ellie.” He pressed his thumb against her pearl and she ground against it, releasing more liquid, drenching her folds.
    “Mr. Burke,” she whispered, eyes unfocused and smoky purple.
    “Feels good, doesn’t it, Ellie?” He wanted to give her as good as he got, and by damn what she had between her legs was fine and special. He took away his thumb and brought her tight against his groin.
    “Rock forward.” He showed her how to thrust her pearl against his flesh, satisfying both of them.
    Ellie had a way of moaning that made him want to lie back and let her fuck him all night long. Her rump clenched, her inner muscles contracted around his cock, and waves of goose bumps washed over her skin as her release jolted through her.
    “Keep it going, baby,” he told her, riding her orgasm and pushing her into another. Her channel flexed, tightening her walls and creating friction as he nudged her breast in place and mouthed her nipple before sucking on the tip. A roar built in his chest, as if he were an animal trying to unleash a bellow. He stifled it, pumping her up and down on his cock, drawing her release out and doubling his pleasure.
    Not ready to finish, he pulled out of her and repositioned her on her knees. Spreading her thighs wider, he rubbed his cock in her wet folds, drawing her liquid from pearl to anal rosette. She shuddered and flinched when he touched her virgin hole.
    “Absolutely not,” she gasped.
    “Another day,” he promised, brushing his knob against the tight pucker before moving back to her creamy folds. Leaning over her shoulder, he pressed her head down on her arms and slid his hand under her belly, lifting her rump high for him.
    Her ass was rosy red and he leaned close, nipping one cheek than the other before parting the lips of her sex with his cock and sinking into