Free Cocky by Amy Love Page B

hand massaged her breast. Chelsea moaned and shuddered but Blue held her in place as his tongue slid over her lip.
     
    He pulled away and looked into her eyes. She stared into his as his other hand caressed her cheek. Chelsea closed her eyes as she focused on his hands and then his lips were on hers, kissing her softly, sliding his tongue over hers and Chelsea brought her hands up to his shoulders and ran them up and down his strong and muscular arms.
     
    Blue broke their kiss again and gently pushed her back down on the couch. Chelsea fell onto the soft pillows and gasped as Blue began to kiss his was down her stomach. He took his time, kissing and nibbling on her sensitive skin. He settled between her legs and gently pushed them open. He leaned over and kissed her left thigh and then her right, before kissing them again, a little farther down. Chelsea was squirming beneath him. She was desperate for his touch and the longer he waited the more she wanted it.
     
    Then she felt his warm tongue as it slid between her folds making her shudder and grab the pillows near her head. Her back arched up as she pushed against him desperate for more contact.
     
    Chelsea moaned loudly. He licked up and down her, taking his time as his tongue slid over her clit against and against and again. It was a slow, beautiful form of torture as he teased her closer and closer to her orgasm. She was so close, so very close. Just the slightest touch and she would be pushed over the edge.
     
    “Yes. Blue. Yes. Don’t stop,” she begged as she buried her hands in his hair and her back arched off the couch and with one last, long stroke she came, her orgasm pouring over her as her body shook and convulsed and she screamed out Blue’s name and he continued to taste her until she was finally spent.
     
    Chelsea reached for something to hold onto on the couch, but the fabric seemed to slip through her fingers. Her entire body was buzzing and she smiled as Blue kissed his way up her stomach. She felt pleasantly spent, but she knew he wasn’t done yet. He stood up and undid his belt, letting his jeans fall to the floor. He stepped out of them and scooped Chelsea up into his arms.
     
    She clutched his shoulders as he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom and slid her onto the bed. Chelsea smiled up at him and put her hand around his neck, pulling him into the bed and onto his back. She kissed him as she threw her leg over him and straddled him. She could feel his erection against his boxers and she began to gently grind herself against it, moving back and forth making Blue moan underneath her.
     
    He pulled her down and began to kiss her neck, his hands running up and down her back and holding her in place. Chelsea moved her body against his and she felt her own pleasure building back up again. She wanted more of him; it seemed she could never get enough.
     
    Blue reached down between them and pulled off his boxers. Chelsea reached over to the nightstand and pulled a condom out of the drawer. She wrapped it over Blue’s hard member and then his hands were on her and with one hand he held Chelsea up and with the other he guided himself into her. Chelsea moaned out in pleasure as Blue began to thrust into her, her body stretching to accommodate him. She began to move with him pushing back against him and matching his speed.
     
    Suddenly he flipped her over and she was on her back. He pulled her knees up, pushing into her. Chelsea moaned as he began to thrust inside of her moving faster and harder as she cried out his name. It felt so good and so right to have him inside of her.
     
    Then his fingers found her spot and he began to rub circles inside of her and Chelsea clung to his shoulder as his fingers and his member worked in a rhythm that was designed to drive her mad. Her body was moving against him, her arms reaching out for him as he thrust into her.
     
    “Yes. Yes. Yes,” Chelsea moaned as he went even faster. Electricity was