prize.
“Sit.”
He sat.
The goddess before him dropped to her knees and enveloped
the head of his cock in one quick move. He held on to the bedspread to keep
from grabbing her head and fucking her mouth like a demon. Her tongue explored
as if she’d never been there before, seeking out every vein and ridge and
giving them all her full attention.
“Please, Val. Ple—ahhh. Oh yeah, so good.” He moaned as she
moved slowly downward before taking a long pause to suck in hard enough to
hollow her cheeks. Unable to stop himself he bucked, sending more of his length
into her eager mouth. She hummed and the vibrations nearly undid him. Damn, he
had to hold on, didn’t want this to end. Her hand on his cock, wearing his
ring, squeezed in rhythm with her mouth. Her other hand slid down to tease his
balls, which drew tight.
“Okay, okay, enough. I want to be inside you, please, Val.”
The wet heat of her mouth, her hands clenching against his
thighs, it was too much. Her soft hair brushed against his balls as she moved
down his shaft, taking him as far back as she could. The hand cupping his balls
tickled then rolled, caressed then released in a dance that matched her mouth
and served to drive him over the edge. Her teeth scraped him lightly and he
came, her mouth again closing tight around him to catch every drop.
He lay back for a second, eyes closed, brain dead. Her hands
rubbed up and down on his thighs, waiting patiently for him to recover. She
turned her hand over and scraped him lightly with the diamond. The small
scratch served to get his blood pumping again. Gathering himself, he sat up,
reached down and hauled her up onto him. He fell back and rolled over then slid
off the bed.
Before Val had a chance to realize what had happened, they’d
switched places and his head was between her legs. He picked up her ankles and
rested her feet on the edge of the mattress.
His tongue found the juice coating her thighs and he licked
his way up one leg and then the other, ending with a nip at the top. He met her
eyes as he screwed one finger deep inside her. There was such heat in his eyes
that she thought she might burn up from the pleasure of it. Another finger
joined the first and he hooked them to that rough spot that catapulted her to
the edge. Her muscles clenched around his fingers and he leaned back in to suck
her clit into his mouth.
“Keith, I want you inside me.”
He laughed around her clit then pulled back and looked up at
her.
“Your fault, you drained me dry. Besides, you taste so
good.”
He blew across the wet bundle of nerves then pulled it
between his thumb and forefinger just as he worked a third finger inside her.
She came with a gasp but it wasn’t enough, instead of a release the sensations
were still building. Sitting up, she put her hands into his hair and yanked.
His head came up with a yelp and he looked at her in surprise.
“Inside. Now. Please.”
“Fuck, Val.” He stood up and kissed her hard, his fingers
still inside her, pumping in time with his tongue. He tasted of her juices and
the morning’s coffee. They dueled for a minute before she remembered she’d been
after something else. She gave another yank on his hair but he just grunted.
One hand let go of his hair and she found his nipple and gave it a sharp tweak.
His mouth came up on a gasp and she used her feet to shove
her body back up the bed, leaving his mouth hanging over her pussy, which was
still stuffed full of his fingers.
“Thanks,” he said and buried his head back between her legs.
She moaned. That hadn’t worked out quite right, but ohhhh.
It was hard to remember what her plan had been. The fingers inside her were
working furiously and his lips were clamped firmly around her clit. She bent
her knees again, pressing hard into the mattress to lift herself into his
touch. His free hand was braced against the bed so she used her own to pull on
her neglected nipples.
Close, she was so close now but this time
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