My moans start off as breathless little whimpers, but the fiercer his tongue becomes, thrusting in and out of my entrance, with his heavy grunts every few seconds, the louder and more intense my moans become. He devours every inch of my pussy, setting my body alight.
I’m so fucking turned on that I can hardly think straight. All I can focus on is his tongue and his mouth doing naughty things to me. His entire face is buried against my pussy. With his nose pressed up against my clit, every sudden movement of my hips means it pushes deeper against my clit, sending shock waves to my G-spot.
As the incredible pulsating sensations take over my body, I become a writhing mess of arms and limbs, continuously thrusting my hips against his face, earning me rumbles of approval against my wet flesh. I can feel my orgasm quickly approaching at apocalyptic speed, and I’m seconds away from losing it.
I’m so fucking close.
I’m pushed toward the verge of sanity when Drew’s glorious tongue rapidly flicks against my clit. All the while, he’s plunging a finger inside my soaked opening, hitting the spot that has me crying out with ecstasy. In seconds, colorful waves crash into me, and the earth-shattering fireworks that shudder through my body feel like I’m experiencing an orgasm for the very first time. Every single inch of my body is frantically shaking, and I automatically clamp my thighs against Drew’s face, locking him in place, while his frenzied mouth never once slows its pace as I come into his mouth.
Once I’ve come back down to earth, I’m almost tipped over the edge as I watch Drew hurriedly shuffle to his knees, his palm holding the base of his seeping thick cock. My eyes flit between his contorted face to the impressive length he begins to pump in his hand, and I witness with hooded eyes as he comes undone, grunting through heavy breaths. When the climax slams into him, his cock explodes with hot spurts of cum all over my stomach.
Jesus…
That was, by far, the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed.
“Fuck, Jo,” he growls with gritted teeth, his eyes clenched shut, as he bares his soul to me through his intense orgasm, claiming me with his very essence.
Once he’s emptied himself of every last drop, his droopy eyes slowly open, and I find myself lost within the power of his stare, a stare full of erotic promises. He slowly crawls over me until he has my arms in a tight lock above my head. He brushes his lips against mine, and I find it so hot how I can both smell the scent and taste the remnants of my climax on him.
He pulls away, looking down at me with pure worship. “You—just—fuck,” is all he can manage to say before crashing his lips onto mine.
The moment he does, another piece of my heart seemingly falls back into place.
I slowly wake to the glorious sensations of fingers crawling along my breasts and down my abdomen, initiating chills to erupt up my spine. I inwardly groan as the fingers continue their trail until they make a satisfying stop at my pussy, sliding over the protruding slickness of my clit. I exhale a breath when I feel a single finger glide over the bare flesh of my pussy before it seeks entrance, pushing in at a slow, leisurely pace. I stretch out my muscles along the cool silky sheets, groaning low, as nonstop goose bumps soothe through me.
An unexpected tongue flicks out to my nipple, and my eyes flash open to find a set of hungry eyes on me in the moonlit room. Drew sucks the tightened nipple into his mouth, and the suction almost has my eyes rolling to the back of my head at the intense shock it sends to the spot in the very core of me, the very core he familiarized me with earlier.
“Drew…” I sigh, brushing my fingers through the thick strands of his hair.
“You fell asleep on me.” His husky accusation can be heard over my heavy breathing. He nibbles tiny kisses along my chest while his finger continues to slide in and out of my pussy.
“Did I?” I ask with confusion. I try to think back, but I quickly realize I have no recollection of what happened after he pressed his lips to mine, following the most intense orgasm of my life.
“You sure did, sugar. I was doing this incredible thing with my tongue, much similar to this…” He trails off as he nuzzles into the crook of my neck, twirling his tongue before grazing his teeth against the spot where my pulse races. The speed of his finger inside me increases, hitting the spot with a harder stroke.
Fuck.
“When, suddenly, I heard soft snores.”
I giggle as he lifts his head to look me sternly in the eyes.
“I’m sorry,” I give out an unapologetic reply just as he adds a second finger, which sends my hormones spiraling. I lift my hips in time with his deeper thrusts, my hand tightening in his hair.
Oh my God.
He brushes his lips along mine before pulling away. “If anything, it’s a compliment to my skills—that I feasted on your pussy beyond the point of exhaustion. So, for the past two hours, I’ve been watching you sleep, looking incredibly beautiful and naked.”
My back arches from the mattress as his fingers masterfully embed inside me, picking up speed before slowing back down, over and over again.
“I’ve been patiently waiting for you to wake up, so I could taste you, touch you, fuck you. It’s all I’ve been thinking about, especially since I can still taste you on my tongue.”
He traces the very same tongue along my bottom lip as he continuously sinks his fingers into me, and my breath intake becomes sharper as jittery moans slip from my mouth.
“I remember how responsive you were to me and how, with every lash of my tongue, you cried out my name like I was a new god. Then, my cock began to stir as I began to replay the incredible moment when your climax slammed into you like a damn tidal wave, and you just about squeezed the living shit out of my head with your trembling thighs as you came violently in my mouth. You were uncontrollable, so fucking sexy, and I’m desperate to feel you lose control again…for me to lose control again.”
“Drew,” I whimper on a loud exhale as he seemingly picks up speed, fucking me harder with his fingers.
All I can see through the sensual darkness are his hooded eyes watching me, and I begin to lose my mind against his touch.
I forgot how good this could feel, to have somebody else’s touch set you on fire, to feel connected through the art of pure seduction.
“I couldn’t let you sleep any longer with the filthy, bad things I want to do to you running riot in my head. Feel me, baby. Feel how hard I am for you. Touch me.”
My eyes flicker closed as my fingers seek out the hard flesh I’m eager to get my hands on. Seconds later, my hand comes into contact with his pulsating cock, and when I wrap my fingers around his girth and give a gentle squeeze, the hiss that expels from his lips has my impending orgasm tumbling that little bit closer.
“That’s what you do to me,” he raspingly bites out. “I’m so fucking hard for you.”
His sexy words send a thrill of pleasure to shudder through me, and instinctively, I begin moving my hand up and down his length. It lasts for approximately two seconds before I’m being snatched away from him along with the abrupt removal of his fingers from my pussy.
I groan at the emptiness, but that groan turns into something else, something more rewarding.
He leans over me until I feel his breath on my lips, his teeth nipping at my delicate skin. I moan out loud when he palms my breast, squeezing it tight.
“I’m going to do what I should have done two hours ago—fuck you into oblivion before fucking you some more. The only question I have is, do you want it slow or fast when I impale you with my dick?” he whispers.
The hand that was on my breast is now trailing down the length of my body. Then, he presses his index finger against my swollen clit, rubbing it in delicious circles, causing my hips to jut forward.
I love this side of him, the dirty, ruthless side. It’s so fucking hot.
“Drew, please,” I gently beg.
The exhaustion I felt earlier has dissolved into sheer adrenaline, and all I care about right now is feeling Drew, every
inch of him.
“Fast or slow, sugar? Tell me.”
“Fast,” I barely mutter out as I rock against his hand that’s circling my bud with more precise movements, my insides pulsating with his touch.
“Good answer,” he responds huskily.
My entire body sags as he removes his finger, but before I can miss his presence, he’s back again.
“Get on all fours,” he orders.
I shiver at the assertive tone. So hot.
I do as I’ve been told, and every inch of me is on view.
The distinct sound of foil ripping can be heard, and I can only imagine how sexy he looks as he rolls the condom over his length.
I look over my shoulder to see his silhouette in the moonlight, and it’s a sight to behold.
“Fuck, you look incredible, sugar. I can’t wait to get into that tight pussy of yours,” Drew says in a low voice as his hand caresses along my ass cheek.
My breath hitches, and I don’t realize I say the next words until they’ve escaped, “I love your dirty mouth.”
He leans over, his chest flush with my back, his cock positioned against my entrance. “I love your pussy,” he says as he slowly slides inside me.
And, when I say slowly, I mean, slowly because it takes a few seconds for me to become accustomed to his size. I’ve had an eight-inch dildo inside me, but miraculously, he feels bigger, more fulfilling.
He feels incredible.
“You’re so tight.” His voice is strained as he pushes through the barrier of my snug heat until every inch of him is filling me.
I let out a heavy exhale of air.
With one hand held securely on my hip, his other hand brushes my hair to one side before he presses a gentle kiss against the back of my neck. “You okay, sugar?”
I tilt my head to the side, looking at him with heat-filled eyes. I love how attentive he’s being since he knows it’s my first time in a long time, but I don’t want him to make love to me. I want him to fuck me.
“I’m not going to break, Drew. Show me what you’ve got.” I push my ass back, desperate to feel him move.
Wordlessly, he pulls out of me, only to slam back into me at full force, causing me to shriek out with delight.
“God, yes!” I scream as he rocks into me again.
All thoughts escape my mind, and I love it. I don’t feel an inch of heartache from my loss or my responsibilities of being a mom. All I feel is Drew, and it’s the perfect escape. It’s everything.
His hips continue to plow into my ass as he impales his dick inside me over and over again. His grip against my hips tighten with every thrust, and I hiss when he occasionally slaps my ass.
Fuck.
“Damn, baby, your ass…looks so fucking…sexy,” Drew grunts out between thrusts.
I respond with loud moans, calling out his name with my head hanging low, as my body jolts forward, my breasts swinging while he pounds into me.
“That’s it, baby. Say my name.”
And I do, repetitively, and it seems to drive him crazy, his moves turning more brutal, him going deeper with every passing second.
In an effortless move that leaves my head in a complete spin, he leans over and takes my breasts within the palms of his hands before pulling me up to his chest. Arching my back to adjust to the new position, I rest my head against his shoulders, bringing one arm up to wrap around his neck while the other clutches ahold of his thigh. Widening his stance to gain his balance, he proceeds to speed up his hips, and I gasp when an overwhelming pressure shoots directly to my throbbing clit, sending shock waves to ricochet through my body.
He drives into my pussy with ruthless thrusts of his hips, initiating moans to whimper from my mouth in time with his cock plunging deep inside me.
A blissful earth-shaking, heart-thundering heat rips through my body, and it isn’t long before every muscle in my body is quivering. My pussy pulsating, I feel my release nearly approaching.
His gasping hot breath is on my ear, and my eyes flutter closed at his next words, “That’s it. Squeeze my cock like that. Fuck, that feels good. Keep doing it. Fuck yeah.”
His words push me further to the edge, and the walls of my pussy throb against his cock, squeezing it like a motherfucking vise.
“Jesus Christ!” he bites out, tightening his hold around me, going faster and deeper than I ever thought possible.
He’s like a goddamn machine, never slowing down, never easing up. My breathing quickens, and my heart rate accelerates as the room begins to spin while my near climax hits me with a bout of vertigo.
“Drew, I’m almost there. I’m almost…”
Out of nowhere, everything within me seemingly bursts into flames, and it takes the strength of Drew’s arms to keep my limp body from falling as I scream out his name.
My name falls from Drew’s lips on a vibrating growl, and the muscles of his arms that are keeping me upright shake the moment his hips jerk, and he comes violently inside me.
“Fuck. Me,” he breathlessly whispers in my ear as he sits back on his haunches, taking me with him, his hard cock still inside me.
I can feel his thundering heart racing against my back, and it takes me a full minute before I can form a word.
Then, it takes me another minute to say the word out loud, “Wow.” I didn’t say it was the most intelligent word in my vocabulary.
He deeply chuckles as he presses a tender kiss along my neck before pulling out of me. He heads toward the bathroom, and light floods into the room at the flick of the switch. I shift my position and lie on my back, my head woozy and my breaths still a little uneven.
Holy hell…
That was…
Fuck.
There are no words.
My body is aching, but it’s a good ache, an ache I wish I could experience over and over again. I forgot sex could be like that. Heart-racing, all-consuming, out of this world.
I hear Drew dispose of his condom, followed by the sound of the shower being turned on.
He returns and climbs on top of me with his arms stretched on either side of my head as he looks down at me with a lazy smile. “You doing good, sugar?”
I let out a wheezy laugh. “That was…I never imagined it ever being like that.”
This piques his interest, and he raises an eyebrow with intrigue. “So, you’ve been thinking of us having sex?”
If my skin weren’t already flushed pink, I would have blushed at the dirty thoughts I’d had of him during the past month.
When I don’t speak, he gently takes ahold of my arms and lifts them over my head, locking his fingers through mine. “When you fantasized about us, did you play with yourself?”
My heart that has finally found its normal rhythm picks back up again, and I squirm under his heated stare. I give a little nod, and immediately, I feel the strain of his erection against my stomach.
“Where did you touch yourself?” His playful eyes darken.
“My…pussy,” I whisper as a thrill of excitement hums through me.
He lets out a groan, and with a shift of his hips, I feel his hardness slide over my clit. I let out a breathless whimper.
“This pussy?”
I give another nod of my head before saying, “Well, I only have the one.”
He chuckles at my sarcastic response, but the words soon die on my lips when he thrusts his hips, causing a deeper friction against my clit.
Oh God.
“Did you slide your fingers over your clit, like my dick is doing right now?”
I squirm under his touch as he continues the glorious thrust of his cock against me, and I feel myself growing wetter with every move.
“No…I…” I trail off, suddenly feeling shy of admitting what I did that one time in the bath.
“Sugar, I was feasting from your most sacred place only hours ago. I saw just about every inch of your naked body as I was fucking you from behind. Don’t get shy on me now.”
His sexy words elicit a shiver
to erupt along my skin. He waits with eager eyes, his fingers entwined with mine tightening with anticipation.
“I used my dildo.”
“Fuck,” Drew groans into the crook of my neck.
I feel his cock jerk against my pussy.
He glances back up, and in a flash, he’s off the bed, picking me up like a rag doll and carrying me toward the bathroom.
“Where are we going?” I ask in surprise, giggling.
“To fuck in the shower,” he says, almost as a growl. “You just told me you fucked yourself with a dildo, sugar, while thinking of me fucking you. I’m barely holding on by a thread right now. I. Need. You. Now.”
A disbelieving laugh tumbles from my mouth. “We just had sex.”
“As you can feel, my cock really doesn’t give a shit. He’s raring to go.”
“He?” I giggle as we enter the steam-filled bathroom.
“You’re challenging the gender of my cock?”
“Of course not. He’s definitely all male,” I say with a seductive tone to my voice.
“You know it.” He arrogantly smiles. “And he’s about to destroy that pretty pussy of yours again.”
He opens up the shower stall and steps in, allowing the hot water to cascade over us. He pushes me up against the wall and presses his mouth against mine in what I anticipate to be a lust-filled kiss.
However, a second later, he pulls away with a frown. “Shit. I forgot the condom.”
Instead of putting me down to go in search of another condom, he charges from the shower with me still in his arms, running our dripping wet bodies through the bedroom.
“Drew, put me down!” I shout through bouts of giggles.
He ignores me as he reaches the chest of drawers. He grabs a condom packet lying on the top before placing it between his teeth. He retreats us back into the bathroom where he gently sets me on my feet just outside the shower stall.
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