Page 34 of Under His Touch
She sits on the edge of the mattress, and widens her legs to show me all her pretty pink wetness. I remove the clothes she laid out, and nearly bite off my tongue as she showcases her body.
I step up to her, push my thumb into her mouth and she sucks me so hard, I nearly shoot off. “You want my cum?” I ask, and she nods. “You want me to fuck this pretty mouth and shoot my cum down your throat?” She nods and squirms on the bed. “Is that what nice girls want?” I ask pulling my thumb out so she can answer.
“It’s exactly what nice girls want,” she says.
“Get on the bed, and squeeze those gorgeous tits together. I want to fuck them,” I say, and she visibly quivers. She goes down on her hands and knees, pointing her sweet ass my way as she crawls to the middle of the mattress. I growl. “Megs,” I say.
She looks at me over her shoulder. “Yes,” she asks innocently.
I take my dick in my hand and stroke. “You shake your ass at me like that and it makes me think you want it fucked.”
She drags her teeth across her bottom lip. “Maybe I do. Maybe I don’t,” she says, and I shake my head. This woman is going to be the death of me.
Pre-cum pools on my crown and I rub it around to lubricate my cock as she sprawls out, offering herself up to me completely. I climb over her and she squeezes her beautiful breasts together just like I asked. I place another pillow under her head and angle it, so her mouth can take my dick.
“Perfect,” I say, and straddle her body. I slide my cock between her tits, and she opens her mouth when my crown presses against her lips with each forward thrust. I rock into her, and she swirls her tongue over me. “Yeah, just like that, baby,” I say. “Show me how much you want my cum.”
She quivers at my words, and I love the dirty side of this sweet girl. In fact, I love everything about her. But I can’t think about that, not when her tits are squeezing me so tight, and her mouth is doing crazy things to my dick. I thrust into her harder, faster, chasing an orgasm as she moans around my crown, the vibrations going right through me.
“Yes,” she cries out between each thrust.
“You’ve got me right there, baby,” I growl, every muscle in my body tightening, as my orgasm mounts. “You ready to taste me?” She nods and I reach down, slide my hand around the back of her neck and fill her mouth with my hot cum. She swallows and drinks me in, but I come so much she can’t take it all. It spills from her lips and when I finally drain myself and pull out, she licks her mouth, cleaning every last drop.
I can barely catch my breath as I watch her. When she licks the last of my release, I turn her around and put a pillow beneath her hips, to lift her ass. “I plan to fuck you here,” I say, and slide my finger between her sweet cheeks. I circle her tight opening, probe slightly. “It won’t be tonight. It will take time to prepare you properly.” She moves against my finger, and writhes on the bed and even though I just came, my cock grows hard again. I can’t get enough of this woman. I slide a finger into her hot core, and she cries out my name. “Do you need my fat cock in here?” I ask.
“Yes, please,” she says, and I chuckle.
“My dick is hard for you again,” I say. “And this is exactly where it wants to be.”
She wiggles her ass and I push my finger in as I position my cock at her dripping opening. In one hard thrust I drive home and she lets loose a cry.
“Alec, yes,” she says, and reaches up to grip the headboard to hang on for the ride. I pull out and drive back in again. I slide my hand between the pillow and her body to stroke her clit.
“You like that, baby? You like my cock in here?”
“I do,” she cries out, and I work my finger in her ass, stretching her, letting her get used to the new sensations.
“And my finger. You like my finger in this sweet virgin ass of yours?” Her reply is muffled as she buries her face in her pillow and comes all over my cock. Her muscles ripple around me, and I can’t even believe I’m coming again. I spurt into her, and after filling her beautiful body, I fall over her back.
I push her hair to the side, and press kisses to her shoulder. She goes still beneath me, sated and spent, judging by the soft sounds of contentment crawling out of her throat. Not wanting to crush her, I roll over and pull her with me. She snuggles into me, and her hair tickles my face. I take deep breaths and let them out slowly as my heart rate settles to normal.
She lifts her face to mine, her gaze roaming over me, her smile, soft and seductive. “You keep looking at me like that, and we’ll never get out of this bed,” I say.
She chuckles slightly. “How exactly am I looking at you?”
I coil a strand of hair around my finger and give it a tug. “You know exactly how you’re looking at me.”
“Sex has never been this good,” she admits.
“Impressed?” I ask, to stop myself from telling her it’s the best sex I’ve ever had, too.
She laughs. “Very.” But then all humor disappears from her face. “It’s getting late, and I need to get you up to speed on Karla before your date.”
I nod, but what I really want to do is crawl under the covers and spend the night with her. Except I can’t do that. I’m not the guy for her and we both know it. Right? Wait, am I seriously thinking I am the guy for her? That I might have staying power?
Just then my cell rings...and rings and rings.
“You should probably get that,” she says.