Page 83 of King of Wrath
She starts to pant, her body moving with me, her hands clenching and unclenching in the sheets. Her scent fills my nostrils, her taste in my mouth, and I swear, I just want to devour her.
I slide a finger inside her as she clenches around me. I want to tease her, draw this out, but I’m as desperate for her orgasm as I am for my own.
I need to feel her. To connect. To make her mine.
Her thighs begin to tremble around my head, and I slide a second finger inside her, curling them just so to stroke that place that I know will send her over the edge.
She gasps out a breathy moan as her thighs clamp around my head. “Jake.”
I swirl my tongue around her clit increasing the pressure as she lets out a keening moan.
Her pussy is gripping my fingers like a vise while her back arches in the sexiest fucking way. It drives me crazy.
She finally breaks, her cries filling the room. But I hardly let her come down before I’m climbing up her body and sliding inside her.
I want her in the worst way.
I slip inside her slowly, making sure she’s ready for me. If there is one thing I’m not interested in, it’s hurting my girl.
She stretches around me, her tight pussy wet enough that I manage to push in until I’m balls deep.
I groan it feels so good as her fingers grip my waist, holding me inside her body. It’s this moment of deep connection she likes to draw out, and I like it too.
“You feel so good, baby.”
“So do you,” she moans her heels digging into the backs of my upper legs. “I could stay like this forever.”
“Took the words right out of my mouth.” But that’s the moment that I start to pull out. Because as good as this feels, I know I can do better.
And I’m done talking. I want to show Nia how much I need her. And so, I lean down, kissing her with lips, tongue, and teeth as I pump in and out of her.
It doesn’t take long for the pace to rachet up, my thrusts matching her breathy cries as she goes from panting to moaning, her heels now digging into my ass as she works me to go harder, faster.
My fingers twine with hers, lifting them over her head as I go harder. Her face is red as she breaks from the kiss to let out a keening cry.
I can feel her pussy clamping around me, her body so close she’s going to break.
Which is why, I slow down…
She digs a heel in deep, giving me what some might consider a kick. “Don’t stop.”
I chuckle, liking a girl who is willing to get a little rough. But also, I’m not a man who gets bossed.
So instead, I roll, lifting her a bit as I flip us around so that I’m on my back with Nia on top of me. “You want to drive, do you, sweetheart?”
I’ve got to be honest, I can’t wait to see Nia on top. I’m not disappointed. She pushes up on my chest, her arms squeezing her tits together, her hips flared as her thighs hug mine.
It’s so hot, I groan as I grab her hips in my hands and push her tighter into my body. I know her clit grinds into my pelvic bone when her eyes roll back. “Holy shit.”
Lifting her the smallest bit, I slide her back down, pressing her hard into me again. Her heads lulls back, her body arching and pushing her chest out even more. Fuck me, my cock is leaking as I hold back.
We’re cumming at the same time, which means my little man is going to have to deal.
She lifts up on her own, and then slides back down me, setting a pace that has her jiggling in all the right places.
My teeth grind as I start spitting words of encouragement. I have never wanted to cum more than I do in this moment, but delaying is this form of perfect torture as her fingers curl into chest hair, her back so bowed, I know she’s close. “You tell me, baby. Tell me when you’re going to cum.”
I’m pulling us tight together on the down thrusts, feeling her thighs tremble around me. “I’m close. So close…”