Page 83 of Texas Kissing
He buried his head in the side of my neck, nuzzling and kissing and tickling me there all at the same time and I descended into giggles again. Then it changed ashe moved lower, his mouth following the shape of my breasts, his lips closing hard on my nipples until I arched and moaned under him.
He used his hands to squeeze my breasts together and pushed his face between them, licking the soft valley, his thumbs working over my hardened nipples. Then he worked his way lower: down over my stomach, down through the little curls of dark hair, down to—
I grasped the sheets with both hands, gathering them and twisting them as he kissed me there. He nudged my thighs apart and ran the very tip of his tongue along the dark line where my lips met. He went slow, my whole body became still as I focused entirely on his movements. I had to breathe in time with his licks, it was so intense.I thought I’d never see him again!
I closed my eyes and gave myself up to it. The heat of his breath on my moistened flesh. The touch and then press and then entry of his tongue. The way his lips brushed and then captured my super-sensitive clit. The size of him, hulking between my thighs, only made his gentleness more intense.
And then it became not gentle. As I started to writhe and thrash under him, he used his arms to lock me down to the bed, forcing me to accept the pleasure. His lips and tongue moved faster, working up to a rhythm I couldn’t hope to fight. I threw back my head, eyes closed and mouth open, panting out my ecstasy as he fucked me with his mouth, stroking my throbbing bud again and again and—
I came, arching my back so hard that all my weight was on my shoulders and feet, my groin pressed hard against his mouth. Waves of pleasure rippled downme as I rocked against him. When my legs started to tremble and give way, he shoved his hands under my ass and held me there, licking and teasing me through a second peak and a third.
When I collapsed on the bed I was as weak and limp as a newborn foal. He brushed the hair from my damp forehead and smiled down at me. It was some seconds before I could get enough air into my lungs to kiss him. But when I did, it was sweet and wonderful, without any of the fear and tension that had been in the background before. We were going to be together forever. Nothing could part us, now.
It was only when I’d recovered that I became aware of the hot press of his cock against my inner thigh. A new throb of heat started up. I slowly opened my legs for him….
But he shook his head. “Turn over,” he growled, a wicked look in his eye.
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I gazed up at him. I wasn’t entirely sure what he wanted, but all of the possibilities sent dark tendrils of heat twisting up to my brain.
I turned over. My breathing, which had been slowing down, started to speed up again.
He got between my legs, put his hands on my waist, and lifted me onto my hands and knees. His hands moved up to my shoulders and then ran all the way down my back to my ass, tracing its shape. I drew in a long, shuddering breath and squeezed my thighs together for a second, circling them unconsciously at the building heat within. I could feel his eyes watching my ass sway and move. “Now that’s a beautiful sight,” he said in a voice thick with lust.
I heard the bed creak as he leaned forward and planted a kiss in the center of each cheek. Then his hand wrapped around the crease of my thigh, his fingers brushing my clit, and the thumb of his other hand was stroking down the length of my lips. He worked me like that for long minutes, deftly butagonizingly slowly, as I got steadily hotter and hotter. My hips began to churn and buck as my pleasure rose and rose.
My breasts started to swing and bob beneath me. My ass was thrust right back towards him. I’ve never felt more aware of the shape of my body—or prouder of it. Because as he continued, he started to whisper in my ear.
“I am going to fuck you,” he growled, the vibrations echoing out to every part of me. “I am going to fuck you until these beautiful breasts slap against my hands. I am going to fuck you until the gorgeous soft ass feels like it’s getting a spanking. I am going to fuck you until you cry out my name and then carry on until you forget yours.”
The heat was throbbing out from somewhere deep inside me now, as if the whole center of me was full of molten rock, lighting me up from the inside. I nodded weakly.
“But I’m not gonna do any of that...” he said.
Why not?!My addled brain was slow to catch on.
“...until you ask for it.”
The heat took on a new dimension. I twisted my hips again, rocking back towards him, but his fingers and thumb didn’t change their maddening pace. I nodded again.
“Not good enough.” He removed his thumb and then I felt it—the warm, throbbing press of what could only be his cock, naked against me. He teased it against my lips, brushing up and down but not quite entering me. “Say it.”
My face flared, but the heat only added to what was going on inside me. We were in a cheap border hotel and this felt right, somehow. He was behind me, hugeand powerful, his knees spreading my thighs, and I was going to beg him to—
I swallowed. “F—Fuck me,” I said.
His cock advanced a delicious few millimeters, then stopped. “How do you want it?” He leaned over me and planted a kiss on my shoulder, making me twist and gasp. “Soft and delicate?”
The blood was rushing in my ears. No. I didn’t want it soft and delicate. I shook my head.
He leaned over me again and licked my back. I could feel his body pressing against the inside of my legs, against my ass, against my back. The muscled hugeness of him was mind-blowing.
He slid into me, filling me, and my lids fluttered closed again at how good it felt. He went slow but deep, until I felt the press of his hips against my ass and gasped at the hardness of him right up inside me.
His hands moved to my ass and he began to move—long, slow strokes, at first, getting me used to how deeply he could go in this position. There was no pain, just the glorious sensation of us being completely connected and the hot thrill of being so filled.