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Page 46 of Boss Abroad

“Relax, baby girl. Let me feast on you. Clit,” I say before I suck, “... pussy,” I continue before I lick, “... and ass,” before licking and pushing the tip of my tongue inside it. “I want all of you, April. I’ll make it good, I promise. And I’ll make you beg.” I lick it again, before biting her round ass. I slap it on the same place as before, watching it getting redder and even more beautiful.

I reach for a condom, tearing it open and rolling it down my aching shaft. Taking her hips in my hands, I push the tip into her wet, hot pussy. Oh. It’s tight. Tighter, if possible. “Let me in, gorgeous.” I run my palms up her back, then make my way down to the sides of her thighs.

I need to take my time and let her get used to my size, no matter how wet she is. We’re a tight fit and I didn’t give her a good stretch today, fucking her perfect pussy with my fingers first. So I patiently push in, inch by inch, and before long, she’s pushing back into me.

“Hungry for my cock, are you?” Self restraint is taking its toll on me, and I hang onto every shred of my pride not to stutter as these words leave my mouth. I hold my breath as I ease into her. It’s the best torture, one I’d volunteer for over and over again.

“Yes,” she hisses. “I need you inside me. Now. Take me, Liam. Take it.”

She is too eager for her own good. I can hear the pain in her moans, but she keeps pushing back, begging for more.

Baby girl likes it rough, doesn’t she? Yeah, I think she loves it when it hurts a little. So I let go, because really, who am I to deny her what she wants?

I push all the way in and her pussy ripples around my cock, tightening even more. How the fuck can this keep getting better? I pause a few seconds, letting the both of us indulge a little bit before I ease out of her. Then my hips drive back into her, causing her to scream so loud that I would worry for the rooms next to us if I didn’t own the fucking hotel.

There’s no stopping me now. I let her have it, ruthless, while she moans into the mattress. What a sight it is to fuck her like this, blinded and tied up. To watch her let go, surrender to me. I slow down, enjoying the view, touching every inch of her body I can reach before I pick up the pace again.

“Can you take it harder?”

“Yes,” she screams loud enough to avoid any doubt, and I smile to her back.

“Can you take it deeper?”

“Yes. YES!” The desperation in her tone makes me fuck her tight little cunt with all I’ve got, pulling her hips to meet my every thrust, so hard her shoulders lift from the bed. The veins in my arms strain with the effort as I hammer into her.

My balls are covered in her juices, making sloppy sounds at every thrust. Music to my fucking ears. Fuck, she feels too good pulsating around me. She’s got to be close.

I’m stretching her pussy to its limit, using her body to fuck as I please while her screams announce her orgasm.

I fuck April through her release, until her moans are barely a whisper. But since her pussy is my new favorite place to be, I struggle to convince myself to pause my movements and give her a break.

I ease out of her to enjoy the sight in front of me. Her hair is a sweaty mess, her legs shake with aftershocks, her pussy is red and swollen from the pounding it just took. I love how she turns into a rag doll after she comes.

The smile I’m wearing is so conceited, I’m glad she’s still blindfolded. I bring her legs down and unbuckle my belt from her arms, getting even harder at the sight of the marks it left on her skin.

April exhales loudly, and it sounds as sexy as her moans. She tosses her hair out of her face and rests her hands under her head. She doesn’t even bother with the blindfold. Contentment in its picture-perfect form.

Joining her in bed, I pull her closer to the headboard and lie next to her. I remove the tie from her eyes that are still closed and watch her flushed face, entranced. She’s still trying to catch her breath, and she’s never been more beautiful.

April opens her eyes and smiles lazily at me. She takes one look at my cock, still rock hard for her, and that's all it takes for her to come back from the dead. She sits down on the edge of the bed and pulls me by the arm to stand in front of her.

She carefully removes the condom, and her next move becomes pretty clear.

“April, no. Let me wash up first or you’ll taste the condom.”

“Then you better wash the condom flavor down with your cum.”

I can’t find a single good argument to protest the hunger I find in her eyes. She takes me in deep from the start, pumping the base of my cock.

Fuck me, she’s famished and I won’t last long. April looks up and I can feel my balls tighten. She jerks my shaft and sucks the head, swirling her tongue around it, then she takes me deeper again. It gets tighter the further she guides me in and my sanity hangs in the balance, as my reflex is to buck back when all I want is to push forward. She pulls me from the brink—but not too far from it—when she moves her mouth to my balls and sucks each of them while looking right into my eyes and pumping me hard. This woman can give a masterclass on blowjobs.

“Suck nice and slow. I don’t want to come just yet.”

She does what she’s asked. Such a good girl, so I play with her hair and massage her scalp as she takes me in and out. She licks me up and down, making a show of it, making a show for me and I forget how to breathe. I’m so captive, I forget my body needs oxygen to function.

The clock doesn’t strike another minute before I decide that trying to pace myself while she sucks me is the slowest, most cruel and best kind of torment there is. The look in her eyes is driving me mad, and I can’t hold it anymore. Neither do I want to.

“Take me deep, baby girl. I’m going to come in that hungry little mouth of yours.”




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