Laid Bare - Lauren Dane [8]
Those women he dated hopefully let him work this magic, because the man’s mouth was fucking gifted. He swirled his tongue through her pussy, fucking into her with it, licking and sucking on every part of her until she didn’t even have words.
Bursts of pleasure, feeling, emotion, colors, sounds and scents buffeted her as he ate her pussy. His thumbs teased her gate, dipping in slightly and sliding ’round and ’round as he abraded her clit with his teeth, just before sucking it into his mouth as he feathered it with his tongue.
The deep moan she heard was her own, but she didn’t remember making it. All she thought of was the orgasm that boiled through her, taking over everything in its wake until she managed the strength to push his head away because she couldn’t take it anymore.
Todd struggled to take a deep enough breath, but when he did, he pulled her essence in deeper. Jesus God, he was in deep.
Her cunt tasted like spicy honey. Her scent teased him from his hands and mouth, and she lay before him like a buffet.
I like it hard.
He was fast losing perspective; the reins he kept so tight had begun to get away from him and he wasn’t so sure he wanted them back.
She opened her eyes and stared at him as he looked her over. The intricate tattoo on her belly connected to the one covering most of her back. The tree of life. On her belly lay roses and ivy. They embodied her. Sharp, barbed and yet beautiful and essential. Sweet and intoxicating.
“That was magnificent.”
Her velvety voice sounded lazy and satisfied, and he smiled. He’d planned to order a pizza and watch a baseball game. Eating Erin’s pussy had been far better.
“Glad you enjoyed it.” He only barely resisted the urge to fist his cock a few times. There was something about her that removed his normal inhibitions. He wanted to fuck her tits, wanted to come all over her pretty skin, wanted to eat her again. He wanted everything, and that rawness made him shake a bit.
“Your cock is hard again. You gonna do something with it?”
“Turn over.”
She moaned then and flipped to her belly. “Condoms in my pocket.”
He lay across her back, sliding his cock between the cheeks of her ass while he reached the top drawer of his nightstand. “I’ve got it.”
Unable to resist, he pressed a kiss to her back before getting to his knees and rolling the condom on.
“Ass up, Erin. I’m going to fuck you from behind.” The more he gave voice to his desires, the better it felt. The easier it became.
She got to her knees, her upper body still on the bed. She was going to kill him, but it’d be worth it. The long line of her spine led him past the sweet, high cheeks of her ass and down to her pussy. Her thighs glistened with her honey as the scent of her hung in the room.
He nudged the head of his cock down the line of her ass, the heat of her cunt guiding him as he pressed into her body in one hard thrust.
Her inner walls fluttered around his cock, but it was the soft sigh she made when he seated himself completely that nearly did him in.
“More.” She pressed against him, her ass fitting in the cradle of his hips.
So he gave her what she asked for. Hard and a bit rough. Increasing his speed, he grabbed her hips to hold her in position, placing her just the way he wanted as he fucked into her body with deep, feral digs of his cock.
She received him, rolling her hips to take him as deeply as she could each time he thrust. The sounds she made buffeted him, soft moans, whimpers of entreaty—all because he’d made her feel that way. He’d controlled her responses.
The embrace of her pussy intoxicated him, drew climax closer each time he pushed into her body and the wet clasp of her took him in.
“You feel so fucking good.” He said it because it was true. He wasn’t sure he wanted it to be, but it was.
“Yes. God, you do too.”
He was surprised, although he shouldn’t have been, when she slid a hand up to finger her clit as he fucked her. Goddamn, she was sexy.
Her movements were less rhythmic as she met his thrusts, and he knew her orgasm