Page 54 of Finding Fate
I grab the base of my dick and rub the head up and down over her opening, wetting the tip. My eyes roll back in my head behind my closed eyes. It’s so fucking warm. Before I can stop myself, I press the head inside, trying to hold in the groans and unable to. I pull back, my chest heaving. My hips are slowly but steadily pushing it in, inching it inside her like driving in a car without your foot on the gas or the break. “Are you on birth control?”
“I’ve been on birth control since I started my period. Apparently, I’m the troubled child.” She rolls her eyes. “Why?”
“Because I put the tip in. It’s hot and wet and I don’t think I can take it out. Can I go bare? I probably won’t ever get to do this again.”
“You sound like you’re begging for dessert.”
My mouth tilts. “This is so much fucking better than dessert. I don’t have to worry about catching shit. I gave you your first piece of dick. Give me bare sex. I’ve never had it.”
“What are you, five?”
“Would that make you say yes? I’m being nice. I could just ram it in.”
“That would be a lot hotter than you asking me like a man child.”
My hips surge forward, my dick pushing through a hot, wet, muscle-like channel. I pull back and thrust, having to stop again. “Oh my god. That feels so damn good.” She wraps her legs around my waist, letting me keep the slower pace until I can get my let-down under control. Light catches her belly button ring every once and a while, making it sparkle. I grab a breast, bringing the heavy handful to my mouth to suck a nipple, before rubbing my thumb over the hard, wet center.
She lifts her head, clearly wanting to kiss. Her breathing gets heavier with every thrust. “It feels better this way.”
“No shit. This was so fucking stupid.”
“Life’s about living on the edge, boy—one foot in the fire, the other in the ice.”
I stand on my knees, grabbing a thigh in each hand, spreading her legs wide as I watch her body take it and give it back, pulling out completely when I have the urge to come. This is shameful. I’ve always had good stamina. I shove her body up the bed, leaning down at the apex of her thighs to play. I swipe my tongue along the outer side of her lips, tug a lip between my lips, and then nibble the upper fatty spot with my teeth. Folding back a lip with each thumb, revealing that juicy little clit that is so fun to suck, I bring her ass off the bed with one flick of my tongue. Guys that like eating pussy are the ones that are good at it.
She pushes up on her elbows to watch. “That’s hot.”
Maybe to her. Not to me. I grab her hips and flip over, forcing her to straddle my face. The view is so much better this way. I can see face, tits, pussy and all without even straining my eyes. “Remember how you liked grinding on my lap?”
“Yes.”
“Do it to my tongue.” I pull her down low enough and spread her apart, letting the tip of my tongue do all the work while I hold her waist in place so she can’t push up. Reflexively, she tries. She’s tasty. Smells good too.
“Shit,” she whines, and I know I’ve got her, because seconds later, she’s rubbing so rough my chin is wet. “I’m about to come.” I grab her thighs and hold her down when she tries to push up. A girl will come harder when you force her through the sensitive part. She arches her back and slows down, not fighting me anymore.
I shove her down my body and sit up when she relaxes. She slides down my dick when I stand it up, and then she pumps in leisurely strokes. “You’re good at that.” She smiles. “Do you do that a lot?”
“No.”
“No?”
“Shut up and make me come.”
She grabs the front of my neck in her hand, digging her nail tips in the sides. “Shut me up.”
I flip us over and pound into her, keeping her bottom off the mattress. With no rubber between us it doesn’t take long. I pull out and stroke the top of my cock. The first spurt hits the top of her lips, and each after hits lower, until the last of it hits her pussy, coating it in white. I thrust forward to push it inside her, stalling when she starts pressing my cum between her lips and circles her own clit with it, using it as lubrication to get herself off. Fuck. Where do girls like this hide?
I pull out of her when she stops clenching around me and come over her. “You like my cum on you?”
“Yes.”
“You like it in you too, don’t you?”
“Maybe next time you’ll find out. I thought you’d get the hint the first time. I like surprises.”
I smile, grabbing her jaw. “Little bitch.”
She grabs her tank top and wipes herself off, handing it to me to do the same while she moves to the edge of ‘her side’ of the bed and gets under the covers. “I’ll try to stay on the side. Put a pillow in the middle. That may help.”