by Koko Brown
Whatever she was about to say ended in a scream of release.
Her orgasm was so powerful—from her scent to her loud moans to the wet sounds between them—that Leo almost lost his footing.
“You feel so good,” he panted. “I’m going to come long and hard.” He released her arms to clutch her ass. Splaying his fingers wide, he positioned her so he could sink even deeper.
Pleasure rocked him as he pumped into her like a piston. Each thrust harder and deeper.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” she breathed out in a lazy drawl.
Leo rolled his shoulders, biting back a groan, he pressure inside him building.
“I’m close again…” Roxanne cried.
That made two of them. Gripping her neck with one hand, Leo guided her along his cock. Lifting her up and down in a chaotic ride, waves of gripping heat washing over him.
Too much…going to explode!
His back bowed under the pressure and, too far gone to pull back, Leo slammed into her again and again, taking her harder than before.
And then release hit them both. Hers in sexy screams and writhing limbs, his in a blinding rush that stole his breath as he began to ejaculate.
Leo had always credited himself with a good imagination, but none of his fantasies came close to what just transpired. He’d finally obtained the one thing he wanted most in this world.
“Roxanne…”
He was complete.
With the little strength he could muster, Leo walked them to the back of the house. There was no way he would attempt the stairs. His legs felt devoid of both bone and muscle. Sheer tenacity had gotten them both this far without him dropping her.
Besides, he’d had the elevator serviced thoroughly since the last time she’d been over. He had her flat on her back in the middle of his bed in a minute flat.
Palming her buttocks, he settled between her legs. Her behind was by far one of her best assets. “I thought your lips were your best feature.” He gave both mounds a squeeze. “But these are in a league all their own. I can play with them all day.”
True to his word, he moved down the bed and kneaded and squeezed until she giggled and shoved at his shoulders. Leo didn’t budge. Tonight he was going to take his time and explore every inch.
“You don’t like me playing with this luscious ass of yours?”
His words drifted over her like milk chocolate—smooth and oh so good. “I love it,” she whispered.
A slow smile curled his lips and his eyes shone like a beautiful summer sky. Deeply affected by his reaction, Roxanne rocked her ass against his hands. Her amusement fizzled into a startled catch at the back of her throat—he’d spread her cheeks and blew against her puckered hole. “How much do you love it?”
Roxanne arched from the bed. “So much, I want you to fuck my ass.”
“My pleasure.” His tongue darted out and he licked over her, rimming the tight, puckered bud with a punishing slowness.
Roxanne’s stomach clenched. She’d never experienced this with any of her exes. They’d prudishly stayed above the rim. Overcome by the measured draw of his mouth and tongue, she could only lay panting, arms and legs akimbo.
He rewarded her submission with tiny flicks of his tongue, adding fuel to a fire that had been quickly rebuilding since they’d entered the bedroom. Roxanne’s breasts felt heavy and achy. She yearned for more.
As if reading her mind, he thrust his tongue inside.
Moaning loudly, Roxanne gripped the sheets and her hips shot off the bed, dislodging him.
“Easy,” he whispered, gently pressing her back down with a hand on her stomach.
That was easy for him to say. No one was playing with his butt. Squeezing her eyes shut, she gripped the sheets and held on tight.
He pressed in again, this time using his tongue on her clit and two fingers, one in her moist core, the other in her tight hole. Roxanne sucked in a ragged breath. The best full-on sex had never been this good.
“Leo, I never… I’ve never had anyone love me like this before…”
“Good. No one else ever will, because you’re mine, Roxie. All mine.”
His possessive tone struck a chord. More so than the erotic glide of his tongue and fingers. Anxious pants dropped from Roxanne’s lips like a watershed of tears. Her tenuous grasp on reality was slipping.
Roxanne rolled and pumped her hips, grinding against his mouth. Her breath felt like cotton at the back of her throat, her body burned and her mind became jumbled. Like always, he didn’t have to do much to push her to the edge.
Leo’s assault suddenly came to an abrupt end.
“No…no…no,” Roxanne chanted into the crook of her arm. She was so raw she felt like sobbing. She whimpered when he flipped her over onto her stomach and pulled her to her hands and knees, fitting them together, the head of his cock between the folds of her pussy. Roxanne couldn’t have controlled the involuntary quiver of her thighs if he’d paid her a million dollars.
“Not until I say so.” Leo’s voice sounded coarse, as if his need for control affected him more than her. “Ready?” he asked, rocking his hips against her buttocks, the head of his cock nudging her opening.
Roxanne nodded.
“Are you sure?” he whispered against her ear.
Roxanne nodded again. “Fuck me,” she said.
He bit down on her shoulder and surged forward. They both groaned in unison when he slammed home.
She wiggled her legs wider. He was so unbelievably thick.
Normally, Roxanne liked it fast and furious. She found sex more bearable that way. So as soon as her lovers seated themselves, she immediately set the rhythm.
But that was BL…Before Leo. There was no question about which of them was in control. He gripped her hips and began a slow but mind-rattling pace. His lovemaking so painfully measured, she almost lost it on the first stroke.
But it wasn’t enough. She needed to be closer. She wanted more intimacy. Before he could even protest, she twisted her body around and pulled him on top of her. She pressed his body to hers with one hand while the other guided his cock back into her waiting pussy.
Whoever said missionary sex was boring had lost their ever-loving mind!
Roxannes pitched her hips forward, matching his thrusts. A low growl passed from him to her and she shuddered. “So worth the wait,” he rasped, slamming into her with a brutality that just made her want more.
“Harder…harder!” she screamed.
Leo slid his hands beneath her and clutched her shoulders. Then he rocked his hips with thrusts so forceful and deep, they propelled her upward on the bed. Roxanne raised her arms to push against the headboard and planted her toes into the mattress, meeting him thrust for thrust.
Her world careened off track faster than a runaway train, Leo’s hot, hard cock an unyielding juggernaut pounding inside her. On the verge of an orgasm, Roxanne thrashed her head from side to side. “Leo!” Roxanne bucked against him, every cell in her body on fire.
He ground a palm against her sex while he continued to pump his hips. “Come for me, baby.”
Roxanne’s lungs seemed to expand with intense pressure. Her vision blurred. The headboard, the room, the bedding and even Leo collided into a shimmering dreamscape that seemed to stretch on forever as her orgasm ripped through her.
“You’re insatiable,” she moaned breathlessly when he suddenly rolled her over and on top of him.
“Only with you.” He gritted his teeth as she sank down on him. He filled her to the hilt, his balls resting against her butt cheeks. With his face flushed from sex, he was the most gorgeous man she knew. And he was all hers.
Roxanne bit down on her bottom lip as he started to guide her hips. With each thrust he tickled her G-spot. “I guess you’re stuck with me now,” she said as her excitement grew once again.
“I’m stuck like glue. And you can’t get rid of me, no matter how hard you try to.”
Thank heavens for small b
lessings. After all, it took her ten years to find him—and she wasn’t going to let him go anytime soon.
About the Author
Ever since the age of nine, KoKo Brown has had a love for the written word. So much so that she got the idea to publish her own newspaper. Turning a tidy profit from the very first issue, the publication was unfortunately put out of business by KoKo’s grade-school principal, who didn’t appreciate outside competition.
Undaunted, KoKo has never strayed too far from her passion, whether it was trying to bring some “liveliness” to her local newspaper’s obituary page or trying her hand at erotic fiction.
When not writing, this Florida native likes spending time with family and friends, riding her Yamaha 650 Classic, surfing the internet or traveling to exotic locales.
Koko welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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