Big Deck

by Jagger Cole

  I ride his mouth and moan fervently as he drives me wild. I let go of the headboard with one hand and lean back. I look down at his gorgeous face between my thighs and slide my hand over his chest. I push it lower, gasping as it slides over his hard abs. I move lower, until my fingers find the throbbing, thick root of his cock.

  Good God, he’s big. My fingers wrap around his base, but they’re not even close to touching all the way around. Hollis grunts, pulsing in my grip, I start to jerk my hand up and down his big dick. He groans into me, and his tongue dances across my clit.

  The pleasure begins to mount, burning hotter until my thighs are shaking and squeezing his head. He sucks at my clit and teases his tongue around it, making me cry out excitedly in pleasure. My hand strokes his thick cock, and my entire body begins to shake. He can tell how close I am, because he growls hungrily into my pussy and starts to tongue me harder.

  “Come on my tongue, sweetness,” he grunts. His eyes find mine, and I can feel myself begin to crumble. “I want to taste this pretty pussy when you flood my mouth your sweet cum, baby,” he hisses before groaning and sucking my clit back between his lips. He devours my pussy, making me squeal and gasp as I ride his face. Until finally, I can’t take anymore.

  With a deep cry of pleasure, I throw my head back and come. I come harder than I can ever remember coming before. Heated desire washes over me, and I shudder as I buck against his face and his magical tongue. I ride his mouth hard, gasping and moaning as he grunts into me with these masculine sounds. His big hands hold me tight, grinding me against his tongue until I just about collapse on top of him.

  He slides me down his body and wraps me in his arms. My lips find his, and I eagerly taste my own cum from his lips as I kiss him hard and fiercely.

  6

  Hollis

  She tastes so fucking sweet I almost can’t believe it. It’s like licking liquid sugar, and it drives me fucking wild. Yeah, she tastes like woman too, and I fucking love it. But damn, there’s a pure sweetness to her I can’t even believe.

  I growl into her pussy, teasing her from the base of her lips all the way up to her clit. There’s a neat little triangle of reddish fuzz above her lips, like gingery peach fuzz. She’s like a juicy peach for me to devour, and when she comes, I drink down that nectar like it’s my last meal on earth.

  I could legitimately listen to her come all night. And hell, I could definitely taste her come all night. But eventually, she can’t take it anymore. With a whimpered moan, she slides off of me. I groan as she slips from the bed to stand next to it. I growl and swing my legs to the side of the bed to start to stand. But Heather just holds my gaze, and with a soft shove to my chest while she grins at me, she pushes me back onto my ass on the side of the bed. She drops to her knees, and I groan.

  “Shit, Heather.”

  Her small hand wraps around my throbbing dick. I grunt in pleasure as she strokes me with this feathery touch that drives me crazy. Her eyes are locked with mine, but they soon drop to my cock, and she moans softly. Heather leans forward, and I hiss in pleasure as her soft, wet lips slip over my cock head.

  “Oh fuck yes,” I grunt. I’m immediately lost in the hot, wet pleasure of her perfect mouth and silky lips. She takes me deep into her mouth and into the back of her throat, her lips stretched wide around my size. She moans as she bobs her head, sliding her heavenly mouth up and down my shaft as the pleasure sweeps through me.

  Heather slips her mouth from my crown with a gasp. Her hand pumps my wet, glistening shaft as I groan, captive under her touch. Her eyes are wild with mischief and lust as they slide between my cock and my eyes. She leans forward, and I almost lose it when she slowly drags her wet tongue from my balls all the way up my shaft to tease my head.

  “God, you’re fucking huge,” she whispers in a sultry voice. She stares at my dick with a hunger in her eyes that has me swelling even bigger.

  “Never been with a man like me, huh?”

  “Has any girl been with a guy like you?” she laughs as she strokes me. Then she frowns. “Actually, don’t even answer that. I do not want to know how far down the list I am.” She laughs like she’s kidding around. But it’s a forced laugh, and it hardly does a good job of covering the naked jealousy in her eyes.

  “It’s not a big list,” I growl as I eye her.

  “Hollis, please, have you seen yourself?” She laughs again, but once again, it’s forced. “I mean how many girls have you screwed this week?”

  Yeah, it’s time to put a stop to this. I frown as I pull her up. My eyes lock with hers, and I cup her jaw with a hand as I hold her gaze. “None,” I growl.

  She smiles. “Hollis, I’m only teasing.”

  “None this week,” I grunt. “None this month. None this year.” Her eyes widen a bit, and I hold them with my gaze. “None last year.”

  Heather sucks her lip between her teeth and looks at me curiously. “You’re serious?”

  “Very.”

  I pull her into my lap, and she moans when my mouth finds hers. I kiss her deeply, and passionately, until we’re both panting for more. I roll us over and pin Heather to the bed on her back. Her gorgeous red hair cascades across the sheets and over her shoulders like waves. Her big blue eyes look up into mine. Damn, she’s so fucking beautiful.

  I growl and I slide between her long legs. Heather moans softly, and she curls them around my hips. My throbbing dick hovers above her sweet pussy. I grip it in my fist and stroke twice, which makes her gasp. I push the big head lower, brushing it over her peach-fuzz mons. Heather moans deeply, and her eyes ignite with lust.

  “You want this…” I drawl. My voice is hard and tight, my muscles clenched.

  “Yes,” she gasps.

  “You really want this,” I tease as I slide my cock across her skin.

  Heather moans desperately. The sound makes me hiss through clenched teeth and almost makes me lost control and plunge right into her.

  “Please fuck me!” She whimpers. I’m all too happy to oblige. With a groan from my lips and a moan from hers, I push my fat crown between her slick wet lips. I push into her, and pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever felt surrounds my dick as I sink it into her slippery, hot little pussy.

  “Holy fuck,” I grunt. I grip her hip tightly with one hand. My other hand keeps guiding my cock into her as she lolls her head to the side and moans eagerly. She’s a fucking angel. She’s like heaven and sliding into her is like crossing to the other side. It’s a perfect, silky heat, and I can say without any hesitation that no other woman has ever felt like this.

  Our eyes meet when I’ve got half of my cock inside of her. Heather moans and sucks her lip between her teeth seductively. I know some guys would get all high on themselves in this moment. Some guys would look down and feel smug that they’ve got their dick in Heather Carlton, movie star.

  But not me. I look into her eyes, and I feel the way she grips me so perfectly. I let my hand touch her skin and feel the throb of her pulse. I look at her, and I don’t see the movie star, I just see her—I see a gorgeous, vulnerable, sexy as hell woman who I can’t look away from and can’t stop thinking about.

  Poised like that above her, she’s not a movie star. I’m not living out some Hollywood fantasy. I’m just a man who wants a woman more than anything he’s ever wanted before. I lower my lips to hers and kiss her hard, and I push into her. My cock sinks into her slick, tight heat. Heather moans and gasps in pleasure. Her legs wrap tight around my hips with her ankles locked behind me.

  I groan into her mouth as I bury every inch of my dick in her sweet pussy. Heather cries out, and she clings to me eagerly and wantonly while I hold myself deep inside of her. I slide out, and then thrust right back in. She squeals, and I grunt as I feel her nails drag sharply over my back.

  In and out, my thick cock plunges into her wetly. I can feel her lips stretched so tight around me, clinging to me with every thrust of my dick. Her tongue swirls with mine as she moans over and over again, urging me
on as we move faster.

  I start to fuck her harder and faster, and I pull back from her lips to look at this goddess. Our eyes lock, and I can tell something snaps. Something sparks between us, tying us together with more than just me being deep inside of her. It feels like I’m falling into her eyes as I thrust into her.

  Heather moans eagerly, urging me on with her hips. I fuck her harder and harder, and it feels like my entire body is on fire with lust as we rock together.

  “Oh God, fuck me!” Heather moans loudly. “Don’t stop fucking me!”

  If I had my way, I’d never stop fucking her, not ever. I’d just live right here between her legs, balls deep in her sweet pussy. With a grunt, I roll onto my back with my cock still deep inside of her. Heather moans and settles on top of my lap with her knees spread to either side of me. My hands grab her ass, and she starts to slide up and down, riding me.

  She looks like a fucking goddess bouncing her hips and riding up and down every inch of my dick. Her snug little pussy swallows me on every downstroke, and her clit rubs my shaft as she slides back up. I hiss in pleasure as I watch my cock disappear inside of her to the hilt.

  Heather’s lips press hotly to mine. She moans into my mouth as I grip her ass tightly and thrust up into her. Her tits sway against my chest, and her ass clenches under my big hands. Her breathing comes faster and more staggered, and I can feel her little pussy clench around me.

  “Hollis!”

  She screams my name as she suddenly comes for me. She grinds down on me, taking me deep as hell in her slick pussy as it quivers around me. I cup her jaw and slam her mouth to mine. With a roar from my lips into hers, I follow right after her, and I start to come.

  My cock throbs deep inside of her. Heather moans as she feels my hot cum pour into her slick pussy. I spurt deep into her over and over, kissing her the whole time. We grind together until I’ve emptied every last drop of my seed inside of her.

  When we finally slow, my mouth stays glued to hers, where it belongs. I’m trying to process what just happened, but I know one thing: I’m pretty damn sure my life is never going to be the same.

  7

  Hollis

  Heather blinks in surprise when she steps into the kitchen. I’m leaning against the counter, sipping fresh coffee. But holy fuck, that smile I get when she walks in is a warmth I forgot I could feel. She looks at me curiously, blushing slightly.

  “What?”

  “I’m just surprised?” She says softly. She’s dressed in a gauzy white tank-top style nightgown that comes down to mid-thigh. When the morning light hits her, I’m pretty sure it’s all she’s wearing, too.

  I grin at her. “You’re surprised that I could figure out your ridiculous coffee machine, or that I’m still here?”

  The giggle bubbles from her full lips, making me smile. “Both!” She laughs. A pink blush blooms over her cheeks, and she eyes me as I walk over to her.

  “Well, whatever Italian asshole designed that deserves to be smacked,” I grumble through a smile. “As for me still being here?” My hand moves to hold her waist, and she purrs happily. “I’d have to be an idiot to walk away from a woman like you,” I growl.

  Heather smiles widely at me. Her blue eyes twinkle, and she runs her tongue over her lips.

  “Any man would,” I add.

  Heather frowns. “Yeah, well…”

  “You were married,” I grumble.

  She looks up at me. “You read the tabloids now?”

  I smirk. “As of this morning.” I lift and wave my phone.

  Heather smiles. “Just how long have you been up?”

  The answer is, since five A.M., like every day. Thanks, Marine Corp. But I simply shrug. “Just long enough to fight it out with that fucking coffee machine and read some trashy shit about you.”

  She arches her eyebrows and sighs. “Well, fun read, I hope.” Her eyes look down, and I my jaw tightens. It must be such bullshit to have to read about your own life, painted negatively all the fucking time, by assholes like the tabloids.

  “Not particularly.” I hand her my black coffee, and she looks up and smiles at me with those twinkling blue eyes.

  “We’re sharing coffee, are we?”

  “I think we might be past the fear of cooties stage,” I chuckle. Heather blushes, and in that moment, standing with bedhead and no makeup, she’s more beautiful than any of the hundreds of model shots and red-carpet photos I’ve just scroll through on Google.

  “And what if I like it with cream and sugar?”

  “Then I’ll get you cream and sugar,” I grin.

  Heather snickers and she blushes.

  “What?”

  “Nothing,” she giggles. “I was half expecting a dirty pun about cream or sugar.”

  “And here I was holding back to be a gentleman,” I laugh.

  “Are you?”

  “What?”

  “A gentleman.”

  My pulse throbs, and my cock begins to harden and swell in my jeans.

  “Not really,” I grunt. My eyes hold hers. “Thought we covered this yesterday. Sorry.”

  “I’m not,” Heather whispers.

  I grunt and lean in, and she gasps as I kiss her hard. The kiss deepens as I press against her and push her back until her ass hits the kitchen counter. She moans softly and opens her lips for me, and the desire burns hot inside of me.

  I keep kissing Heather as I pluck the mug from her hands. I move it to the counter and then gather her in my arms. I press myself to her, her soft body molding against me wantonly as she whimpers eagerly into our kiss. My big hands slide down her back to cup her perfect ass, and she gasps quietly.

  With a snarl on my lips, I lift her up into my arms. Heather moans and kisses me deeply as I slide her ass onto the counter. I hungrily push her nightgown up, and I hiss happily when I realize she’s not wearing any panties. Oh, this is my kind of woman alright.

  Heather moans when I drop to my knees and push her legs wide apart. I groan hungrily as my eyes drink in the sight of her sweet, perfect pussy. She’s so pink, and wet, and tempting. My cock thickens even more, and pre-cum leaks from my crown when I lean close. My rough hands grab her smooth, silky thighs and shove them wide, dragging my tongue wetly over her pussy.

  God, I could taste her all day. I greedily tongue her silky pussy before I suck her clit between my lips. My tongue teases and dances across her button, and her cries of pleasure urge me on. I push a finger into her, and even with just a finger, she’s so goddamn tight when she squeezes me. I find her g-spot, and I stroke and rub my finger against that while I tongue her clit. Heather moans deeply and gasps when she rocks her hips against my mouth wantonly.

  I manage to ease a second finger inside along with the first, and she whimpers. Fuck, she’s so tight that it’s wringing the blood from my fingers. But I remember the way my thick cock stretched her wide, and my hunger intensifies. I lap and lick at her, eagerly swirling my tongue over her clit as I finger her tight pussy.

  Heather’s hands slip into my hair. She pulls me tightly and shamelessly against her pussy, and I fucking love that she does. I love that she’s not afraid of what she wants, and I’m all too happy to give her exactly what that is.

  I can feel her start to shake as her moans get louder. Her pussy clenches my fingers tighter and tighter, and her sticky arousal drips down my fingers and coats my chin. I growl into her and drag my eyes up over her body until they’re holding hers.

  “Oh my God!” she keens. Her hand tightens in my hair, and the other one grips the countertop with white knuckles. “Oh fuck, Hollis! Hollis, baby, you’re going to make me explode!”

  “Fucking come for me,” I grunt into her pussy. “Let me taste your sweet cum, baby.”

  I suck her clit between my lips and rub my fingers right against her g-spot. She stiffens and throws her head back. With a cry, Heather starts to come for me. She moans loudly and pushes her hips against me. Her pussy clenches and spasms so fucking tight around my fin
gers. Her cum floods my tongue, and I eagerly drink it down.

  My jeans drop as I stand, and my boxers are right after them. Heather kisses me eagerly, and I love that she wants to taste herself on my lips. She shoves my t-shirt up over my chest and helps me yank it off. Then her hands drop between us to curl around my thick cock. She purrs happily and pulls me against her. With one slick thrust and a grunt from my lips, I sink every inch of my dick deep in her pretty pussy.

  We both moan together, and then our lips find each other’s. I kiss her ravenously, my tongue swirling with hers as I begin to slide in and out of her. I pull the nightgown over her head and toss it aside before I cup her face and kiss her hard. My hips roll and thrust, and my big, fat cock plunges into her hot little pussy.

  Heather pulls away from my lips and moans. Her mouth drops to my shoulder, and as she clings to me, she bites down as I thrust deep. I hiss at the feel of her teeth biting into me almost hard enough to draw blood. But I don’t care. In fact, it just urges me on and gets me snarling to claim her even harder. I grunt and slam into her, utterly claiming her tight little pussy with every inch of my dick.

  We move together harder and faster. Heather’s legs are tight around my hips, urging me on and pulling me into her. She bites me again, and my cock swells even harder as I pound into her.

  “Hollis… oh my God!”

  “Fuck, baby,” I hiss into her lips. “Heather, you’re gonna make me come so fucking hard. You’re gonna make me fill this tight little pussy with my cum.”

  “Oh God, me too! I’m going to… oh fuck, Hollis!”