by Jenna Jacob
“Spread your legs. I need to see my pussy,” he commanded in a raspy voice.
Complying instantly, I parted my legs, watching his pupils dilate and his emerald pools darken to an erotic shade of forest green.
“So hot and wet and ready.” His hungry murmur and the stroke of his fingertip with a barely there caress set off ripples of sparks careening through me.
Nostrils flaring, he wrapped his wide hands around my thighs and spread me open wide. Then he eased to his stomach and lowered his head. My tunnel clutched as his heated, shallow breaths fanned across my sex. My body quivered in anticipation, while my clit and core screamed to feel his satiny lips, silky tongue, and long, magical fingers again. I sucked in a ragged breath, holding it in my lungs, while I waited for his first spine-bending swipe.
He parted his lips, then paused and lifted his gaze to mine.
“Are we going to be making another baby today? Because I’m not putting on another condom for the rest of my life, beautiful.”
The air exploded from my lungs and I shook my head. “I’m on the pill now.”
“Why?” He scowled.
“To regulate my cycles. After I had Dustin, my periods got all wonky.”
“Ah, gotcha.” Understanding softened his expression before a wicked smile tugged his lips. “Don’t take any more of them.”
“Y-you mean…you want me to get pregnant again?”
“In the worst way.” He placed his palm flat on my abdomen, drawing circles against my skin. “I want to rub my hand over your ripe belly, feel our baby move and kick inside you…be there next to you when we welcome our son or daughter into the world.”
He wants to make more babies with me.
Heart soaring, I flashed him a sassy smile. “Then we’d better start practicing.”
A laugh tore from his throat and quickly died as he dropped his gaze to my pussy.
“Oh, Tori,” he groaned and flattened his tongue at the base of my opening.
His liquid heat scorched me as he dragged up my center. Crying out, I clutched the quilt as lapped at me again and again before sliding a long, thick finger into my simmering core.
Muscles clenching around him, I mewled in pleasure, gripped his scalp, and rocked my hips. Groaning in bliss, Darren laid siege to my needy clit. His lips, teeth, tongue, and fingers reawakened the passionate, uninhibited woman who had been sleeping inside me for over two long years.
He squeezed another finger inside me, dragging them in and out, deeper and faster, while lashing and batting my clit with his sinful tongue. The combined friction unraveled me. Ecstasy pulsed. Darren soared me to the peak of oblivion as if his mouth and fingers had been made just for me.
Keening cries spilled off my lips and a kaleidoscope of lights flashed behind my eyes.
Limbs tingling. My tunnel expanded. His growl of encouragement vibrated my clit as he sucked the pebbled nub between his lips and drew on it deeply. But he wasn’t done driving me insane. Darren cupped his fingers, strumming that secret hidden trigger inside me.
The lights behind my eyes exploded like fireworks. I sucked in a deep breath, ground my pussy against his magical mouth and fingers, and screamed his name as I shattered into a billion sparks of ecstasy.
Chapter Twelve
Darren
To watch and feel Tori shattering again was the closest I’d been to heaven in more than two fucking years. Teasing her mound with my teeth and tongue, I purposely steered clear of her clit while her silky, steamy tunnel milked my fingers.
Everything about her, from the rapid rise and fall of her lush breasts and the sheen of sweat glistening over her flushed, naked flesh to the smoky haze of her unfocused eyes had my cock weeping and screaming.
It didn’t matter that I’d jacked off in the tiny shower of my hotel room this morning. My needy dick was so swollen and stretching my skin so tightly I feared it might burst through my flesh.
Though I loathed taking my mouth and fingers off Tori’s quivering cunt, I knew that if I didn’t squeeze inside her snug little passage soon, I was going to lose a load in my jeans.
After punishing myself a few minutes longer, leisurely lapping the sweet cream still spilling from her sweet slit, I climbed off the bed and sucked her nectar from my fingers before tearing off my clothes.
Tori blinked until her stare began to focus, then she dragged a hungry caress over my bod, pausing at my eager cock. A sultry smile tugged her lips and I wanted to violate them a thousand different ways.
“See what you do to me?” I growled, mattress dipping as I prowled back onto the bed.
“I like doing that to you,” she said in a low rasp. “And I love what you do to me.”
Lifting her arm as if it weighed too much, she wrapped her slender hand around my shaft. As I sucked in a hiss, a purr rolled off her tongue and when she started slowly stroking me up and down.
“So warm and hard, yet velvety soft,” she murmured. “I can feel your heartbeat—your veins are throbbing against my palm.”
She dragged a thumb over the glossy bead at the tip of my fat crest, and I groaned as a shiver slammed up my spine. Fascination etching her face, Tori continued stroking me as she sat up and licked her lips. Mouth now perfectly aligned with my swollen crest, she lifted her dark lashes, peering up at me with pleading eyes.
Tori didn’t have to say a word for me to hear her submissive plea. My cock leapt and I felt the chains binding my kinky fantasies fall away. It had been a long time since I let my Dominant desires rise to the surface. Even so, now wasn’t the time to let them roam free. I needed to talk to her, when we both had our clothes on, to see if she might be interested in exploring the kinkier side of life. If not, oh, well. It wasn’t a deal breaker, I’d sacrifice any and everything for this incredible beauty.
“Not yet. If you wrap your sinful mouth around me and suck me to the back of your silky throat, it’ll be over before it begins.”
Slender hand still gliding up and down me, she stuck her bottom lip out with a ball-churning pout and longingly gazed at my shaft. My restraint was slipping badly.
“Lie back, beautiful,” I instructed, softly peeling her fingers off me. “I’m past ready to practice.”
She flashed me a playful smile, eased back onto the mattress, and spread her arms open. “I’m all yours.”
“Yes, you are…forever,” I growled.
Hovering over her, I devoured her mouth, jaw, neck, and breasts. The heat of her body enveloped me but paled in comparison to the liquid lava radiating from her pussy. Unable to resist, I lowered my hips and pressed my pulsating shaft between her legs.
Tongues swirling in urgency, I filled my palms with her heavy orbs, swallowing her kitten-soft moans as I strummed my thumb over her stiff nipples.
Leveraging myself on one elbow, I reached between us and aligned my crest to her scorching entrance. I lifted my mouth and captured her eyes. Claiming Tori in every way possible, I delved deep and climbed into her soul, while I squeezed my crest into her liquid heat…filling and branding myself into every cell of her being.
Her walls fluttered and clenched around me. She arched her hips, parted her lips, and issued a cry that told me she was drowning in the same sublime pressure, pleasure, and pain.
Sliding my hand between us, I stroked her clit, grunting in delight as she softened around me. Deeper and deeper, I inched my way in, until my balls were resting against her hot, taut skin.
“You okay, beautiful?”
“No. I need you to move,” she panted breathlessly, writhing beneath me.
I slowly dragged back before easing deep inside her. Tori clutched my shoulders. Her nails bit into my flesh. I gripped her hips and repeated the motion over and over again.
Time lost all meaning when Tori began mewling and meeting my measured thrust, my increased tempo. The room was filled with a symphony of guttural groans, desperate whimpers, and the stringent slap of wet hungry flesh meeting flesh.
Whitecaps of pleasure
peaked while our bodies surged and receded like the ocean tide. Balls churning with each spine-bending thrust, I was spiraling toward the point of no return. Gripping her ass, I lifted Tori’s hips, driving deeper and dragging my fat crest over that sweet spot buried inside her.
“I love you,” she cried out in a raspy moan.
“I love you,” I growled, the sound vibrating both our bodies.
Tori’s legs began to tremble.
Her whimpers and mewls morphed into the sweet keening cries… She was going to shatter soon. I could almost feel her clamping down around me like a fucking vise…the sensation had been hard-wired into me long ago. I was desperate to feel it again, and my smooth thrusts turned rough and ragged.
Like notes spilling off a staff of sheet music, my rhythm faltered.
The friction between us turned the raging fire inside me into bubbling lava.
Digging my fingers into Tori’s supple thighs, I blinked through the haze of ecstasy clouding my vision and clenched my jaw, as every muscle in my body grew taut and rigid.
Body bowing, Tori pressed her head into the pillow and bore down on my cock. Her lips parted and she screamed my name in a tone of desperation so sweet, as a spike of bliss launched down my spine. She shattered, squeezing around me in crushing, clutching, sweltering nirvana, gripping, milking, and sucking my cock I spiraled into a free fall of ecstasy.
The world exploded in a thundering blast.
I sucked in a deep breath and roared out her name as I followed her over.
Panting, sweating, and limbs trembling, I gathered the sated, dazed, and quivering girl into my arms and fell to my side, dragging her with me.
Lying together, both struggling to breathe, I closed my eyes while a primal, heady thrill consumed me. I’d marked her…bathed Tori’s womb with my seed. I wanted to beat my chest like a beast and bellow out to the universe: Mine!
A satiated moan spilled from her lips as Tori slowly tumbled back to earth. I didn’t want her getting too grounded; I intended to drag several more orgasms from her while I had the chance. As I slowly eased from inside her, she whimpered. I kissed her forehead and brushed the silky red veil of hair from her face.
“I’ll be right back, beautiful,” I whispered before padding to the bathroom.
While the spa tub filled with hot, steamy water, I combed the cabinets for bubble bath or scented oils…anything I could pamper her with. I came up empty, which wasn’t a big surprise since I wasn’t the bubble bath kind of guy. Still, I made a mental note to hop online tomorrow and order an assortment for her.
When I returned to the bedroom, Tori was curled up on her side. I stood at the edge of the mattress, watching her sleep, something I’d never done before. Her long, dark lashes lay kissing her cheeks, and I wanted to reach out and brush my fingers over the ends. The tempting bow of her lips was a wicked enticement I bent and kissed her awake.
“Five more minutes,” she purred.
I couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s afternoon, beautiful. And I have a surprise waiting for you.”
She opened one eye, but only a slit. “I don’t see any surprise.”
“That’s because it’s not in here.”
With barely a protest from her, I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to the bathroom. A welcome sense of peace wended through me when she snaked her arms around my neck and nuzzled her cheek to my chest. But when I stepped into the tub and began easing her into the steaming water, Tori’s eyes flashed open.
“Oh, goodness,” she exclaimed.
As I lowered us all the way in, I slid in behind her and drew her back flush against my chest. Tori issued a soulful moan and lolled her head against my shoulder. Seconds later, she jerked upright and turned, pinning me with an incredulous stare.
“You have this luscious spa, a soaker tub, and a massive shower with a gazillion nozzles on the walls and a rainforest fixture in the ceiling?”
“What’s wrong with that? I like to relax.” I smirked.
“I’m surprised you haven’t relaxed into a coma and drowned.”
“I did fall asleep in here once.” I grinned. “But when I slid under the water, I woke right up.”
“Are you pulling my chain again?” she asked, eyes narrowed.
“No. I really did. Scout’s honor.” I held up two fingers.
“You were never a Boy Scout were you?”
“Why do you think that?”
“Because that’s a peace sign,” she drawled, nodding at my hand.
“You’re too smart, beautiful.” I sank my fist in her tousled hair, tipped her head back, and captured her lips.
Tori moaned and turned, wiggling her pert little ass against my cock, which was ready and willing to rise for the chance to get back inside her pussy, mouth…tiny little asshole. Which was still sweet virgin territory for sure.
I arched my hips, letting her feel what she was doing to me…again, hardening even more when she wrapped her arms around my neck and sent a needy whimper down my throat.
Her breasts bobbing in the water were screaming for my touch. Cupping them, I was amazed at how much lighter they were now. Equally awed when I thumbed her dusky-pink areolas and felt the smooth flesh crinkle up tight. Tori rolled her hips, writhing ever so sweetly against my erection. The feel of her body coming alive from my touch was powerful…potent.
A needful moan vibrated my tongue as Tori threaded her fingers through my hair. Her touch sent tingles dancing over my scalp. She arched her breasts in a silent plea for more. I was all too happy to accommodate her wishes and clasped her stony peaks between my fingers and thumbs. As I rolled and plucked them, Tori writhed in earnest and turned to straddle me.
But I had something better in mind.
Releasing her mouth and her luscious tits, I reached over and flipped on the tub’s jets.
“Oh,” she groaned. “That feels…heavenly.”
“I’m going to make you feel a whole lot better than that.”
Gripping her hips, I lifted her up and pressed my lips at the shell of her ear. “Put my cock inside you.”
A shiver skipped through her, and I groaned as she wrapped her hand around my dick and aligned me to her soft folds. Her ass cheeks slid down my abs as I strummed her clit and slowly lowered her onto my shaft. Tori mewled and melted back against me when I was fully seated inside her. With her spine pressed to my chest, I rocked my hips, sliding in and out of her fiery core, still teasing and toying her distended nub.
The sight and feel of her ass cheeks dragging up and down and her kitten-soft moans only urged me on. As I increased my tempo, I wrapped an arm around her waist and moved in closer to one of the jets. Spreading her thighs, I leaned back, lining her core up with the pulsating stream, then moved my finger away.
“Oh, god,” she gasped. Clamping her sinful passage down around me, she sent my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
“How’s that feel?”
“Oh, god…” she repeated breathlessly.
I kissed, nipped, and laved my tongue over her shoulder and up the column of her neck while Tori whimpered and mewled, meeting my thrust with gusto. Delighting in the wild abandon consuming her and the fluttering kisses bathing my cock, I cupped her breasts again to pinch and tug her nipples.
♫
Tori
The feel of Darren’s thick cock plowing in and out of me and his wicked fingers tugging that invisible string connecting my nipples to my clit was mind-blowing enough. But add the powerful jets pummeling my sensitized nub, the sharp scrape of his teeth, and warm press of his lips, along with the hungry growls rumbling from his chest, and the fire licking down my spine had no place to go except to coalesce between my legs.
I was coming undone in ways I never knew possible.
Gripping the edge of the tub, I met Darren’s feral thrusts as I clung to the threads of restraint. But it was a losing battle.
“Oh, god,” I mewled again. Since the first surge of water assaulted my needy bud, I h
adn’t been able to utter anything else.
“Don’t fight it. Let go, love,” Darren panted in my ear, heedless that his damp breath only served to heighten the sensations pressing in all around me. “I want to feel you suck the seed from my balls again, beautiful.”
His raspy voice and dirty words sent me over the edge.
Clutching the tub tighter, I slammed down on his driving cock one last time before all the muscles in my body locked up. I threw back my head and growled long and loud before his name spilled out in an airless whisper.
With an animalistic roar, his hot seed splattered inside me before he dropped his lips to my shoulder and sank his teeth into my flesh. The sting melted all the way to the bone and was so wild and primal, something ancient and primitive awakened. As I soared even higher, another powerful orgasm layered over the first, blindsiding me with body-quaking spasms.
“Fuck…yes,” Darren panted. “Keep coming for me, Tori. I want it all. Give it to me.”
And I did, every seizing, clutching quiver.
Breathlessly writhing, I squirmed and twisted, trying to escape the water still pulsating over my sensitive nub. Darren snaked his arm around my waist and dragged me away from the gloriously evil jet. He gently lifted me off his sinful cock, swirled me through the water, and clutched me to his chest. He melted back against the slope of the tub with me lying on top of him. Boneless and floating somewhere out in space, I moaned and savored the feel of his rugged body as my mattress.
“You doing okay?” he asked, long minutes later.
“Okay is a gross understatement,” I said with a lazy, sated smile.
“Well, then…I’ve done my job.”
I smiled, eyes still closed. “I like the way you work.”
“I think we work pretty damn well together, beautiful.”
As his warm lips pressed against mine, I sighed softly and parted for him…welcoming him inside my mouth, my heart…my soul.
