by Eden Rose
“I love feeling you on top of me.”
I smirk against her lips and then kiss her lightly. I purposefully thrust just enough so my dick rubs against her clit. As she moans, I take advantage of it, and slip my tongue in her mouth.
Keeley
I’m beyond turned on. My pants are stuck to my pussy because they are so wet and I can’t help but wiggle against the head of Wyatt’s dick more. I need more friction because I’m about to lose my shit all over the place.
The music turns to Jason Mraz’s I Won’t Give Up, and I lose it. He didn’t have to actually stimulate my clit because I came anyways. With the combination of being in the most romantic place of my entire life and with the man of my dreams, I came and I came hard.
“Holy shit,” he whispers against my lips. His tongue flicks against my lips and I moan loudly while involuntarily my hips move to meet him. “Did you just come?”
I could hardly classify that as a question. He knew that I did but he’s cocky and wants confirmation. “Of course I did. You are so sexy and you have taken me to the most romantic place in the world.”
“Cupcake, this is nothing. This is me showing you how much I love you. How much you mean to me.”
As his words register in my brain, I drag my hands from his chest until they reach his belt buckle. I quickly work my fingers to release him from the confines of his pants, and he peppers kisses on my face. “You are so beautiful,” he murmurs.
I’m breathing loudly and I moan loudly as the song changes to Ron Pope’s I Will Wait For You. Another beyond romantic song. I know we have Pandora playing and they are playing random songs, but the fact that it has been playing songs that remind me of our relationship, I dissolve even more.
As if he knew what I was thinking, he places his hands on mine at his belt buckle and helps me work to get him free. His dick spills out of it’s holder and it immediately falls against my clit. The lips of my pussy are spread open and the seam of my pants are resting against the inside of my sex.
“I have decided to make a rule.”
I throw my head back and say: “What’s that?”
“I have decided that when we are together, you are not allowed to wear pants. If I could, you couldn’t be allowed to wear clothes, but I want you in dresses and skirts so I’m able to fuck you and make love to however and wherever I want.”
I nod and giggle. “Okay.”
I use my legs to drag his pants down his legs with my feet. Once they are at his ankles, he kicks them off and then looks at me in wonder. “Let’s go to the bed.”
I nod and then move like I’m about to get up, but he stops me. Wyatt leans over me and then slides off of me. Once he’s standing on the side of the couch, he leans over and then picks me up. One of his hands reaches behind my back and then the other under my knees. I giggle as he does it.
Something about being carried makes a woman feel cherished.
And I do. I feel very cherished.
My eyes are greedily taking in the suite and I gasp as we pass a marble bathroom with a tub in the middle that is fit for a king. It’s incredible. “Wyatt, this is beautiful,” I murmur as I look in his deep gray eyes.
“I know,” he says back to me as he looks into my eyes.
I blush through my whole body until we enter the master bedroom. The bed is huge, easily more than a Californian king, with pillows scattered all over the place. In the center of the bed, there are pink roses nestled right in between the pillows.
He lightly drops me on the bed and then grabs my hands that are holding around his neck and pulls me up. “Let’s get out of these hot clothes. While I love how you look in them, I do love how you look out of them as well.”
Wyatt pulls my shirt over my head leaving me in my sexy bra that I bought for just this occasion. We all know why I came here and it was to be fucked good and proper.
“Holy shit. Girl, you are trying to kill me,” he murmurs in a sexy and raspy voice. Wyatt bends his head to kiss the mounds of my breasts with his eyes still trained on my face. His tongue peeks out of his full lips and he licks the skin in the valley of my boobs. “You have the most gorgeous body I have ever seen.”
My skin sizzles from his praise and I feel my lips crack open with a moan when his tongue circles my nipple through the fabric of my bra. My nipples pucker and my pussy floods with my desire.
I place my hands at my waist and start to undo my pants. I slide them over my hips and then wiggle them down so they are at my knees. “I have to see this,” Wyatt says as he drops to his knees in front of me. He drags my pants to my ankles and then taps each foot for me to lift so he can take off a pant leg.
Once my pants are off, I’m laying in front of him with just my bra on and I wish I would have kept my shoes on. It would have been nice to do that because then I would have felt like a goddess in front of him. Someone that is worthy of his worship.
As if he had read my mind, he winks at me and then kisses my left foot. Each brush of his lips on my toes causes me to shiver and I can’t help but writhe a little from his attention.
Slowly, his mouth makes it up my left leg until he’s at my knees. I slightly bend at the knees a little so he can continue his assault and as he does, I moan deep in my throat.
“I want to worship you the whole night. I won’t be in control of my actions so let’s get you on the bed so I can make sure you are good and ready for me.”
Holy shit!
I walk backwards until my back hits the bed and I sit down on it. I lean all the way back and he walks slowly over me. Once he’s leaning on the bed, he takes a rose and brings the bud of the flower to my lips. Lightly and caressingly, he drags it from my lips, down my chest and over my nipples. My nipples puckered even more against the lace of my bra.
I wonder what I look like. A crazed woman who is about to explode? Or a woman who is so enamored by her boyfriend, that her smile is contagious.
The bud of the flower brushes against the apex of my thighs and I open my legs from him. He adjusts himself so he’s in the middle of my legs and he just takes a deep breath.
Before I have a moment to adjust to him breathing in my scent, his mouth captures my exposed clit and he sucks, hard. “Oh my fucking-!” I can’t even finish the sentence as he massages my clit with his lips.
Wyatt drops the flower on the bed and then takes both hands and places them on my thighs. Once they are situated, he slips them to the back and pushes so my ass is in the air. The lips of my pussy are exposed to him and he then licks from my clit to my ass.
I clench from the pleasure and then I begin to shake when he thrusts his tongue in and out of my hole. “Oh god. Please don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!” I beg as my head thrashes on the bed.
My tits spill out of my bra and they are crushing me against my chin due to the angle of my body, but I don’t even care. He’s got me so turned on right now that I could be suffocating and not even care as long as I come.
I feel his mouth lift off my pussy and I groan from displeasure. “No!” I scream out loud. I try to fight against his hold on my legs and bring his mouth back but I’m unable to do so.
“When I tell you to come, I want you to come. Push out with it so you come even harder. Flood my mouth with it and I will then fuck you so good. You got me?”
Wyatt
“You got me?”
Keeley nods her head frantically and I bring my own head back to her beautiful pussy. It’s so pink and swollen from begging me to let it come, that I just lick her clit. I flick my tongue over and over her little bud and she mewls out a moan.
“Let me come, please? Baby, let me come.”
I decide to flirt with danger a little bit more and slip my right hand off of the back of her thigh and slip two fingers into her silky and hot hole. Her pussy is greedy and begging for it that it sucks my two fingers in deep and squeezes the life out of them.
“Please, I can’t take it anymore! Please!”
I suck her clit in my mou
th and pulse it with my tongue and lips to ebb her orgasm on. “I’m going to come!”
My dick is so hard that I bet there is an indent in the bed from it pushing through. “Come!” I yell and she lets out this primal sound from the back of her throat.
I swallow a majority of her orgasm, and relish the taste of her desire, but I’m beyond ready to slip inside her. With my hand still holding the back of her thighs, I adjust my body again so her legs are resting on my chest and I can slip my dick into her.
Normally, I would allow her the ability to situate herself against the stretching that my dick causes her, but she’s got me too horny to remember my manners.
I thrust hard and fast in her and her body begins to loosen so she can take me deeper inside her. Once I’m buried to the hilt, I do shallow thrusts of my hips and hit her on her g-spot.
“Fuck! Fuck!” She yells out loud. “I’m going to come again. Fuck me harder!”
In that moment, I knew without a doubt, that she was the one for me. I did as she asked and fucked her harder and harder. My breath was shallow and I was panting out loud as I did as she asked.
The familiar tensing of my back told me that I wasn’t far behind her orgasm. “I’m going to come. You want me to come in your pussy? Or do you want me to come on these pretty breasts?”
Our sweating skin slaps off of each other and I try and hold back from shooting my load into her. Her pussy feels so good that I can’t hold onto it. “Time’s up. I get to decide!”
I thrust in her harder and harder until I feel my orgasm shoot through my body. My desire shoots through my dick and floods her pussy. I came a lot because I can feel it dripping from her hole. My come slips out of her and onto my thighs and I’m deliriously happy the fact that our desire for one another is mixed together.
Carefully, and not to disturb her, I push her legs down off of my chest, and swing them to the side. My back slouches slightly as I slip out of her just then. I slide into the space to the left of her and hold her. She sighs against me and her breathing begins to slow. It’s still shallow and rough, but it is starting to calm down.
Keeley turns her body just right so her back is against my chest and I throw my hand over her waist. We lay like this for several minutes until she starts to wiggle her hips a little against my dick.
Damn it.
“You are playing with fire, cupcake,” I murmur against her ear. She giggles and does it again. My dick rises to the occasion and she bumps it just right to get me going again. “You keep rubbing your fine ass against my dick, I’m going to fuck it.”
Her breathing grows shallow once more and then she says: “That’s what I want you to do.”
It’s my turn to breathe like a sixty year old man who just walked up a mountain. “What did you say?” Surely, I heard her wrong. There’s no way that she could be into something like that. Right?
“You heard me.”
“If I didn’t think you were the perfect girl before, I know you are now. Are you sure?” I’m giving her an out in case she was just letting her passion speak.
Keeley
I wiggle my hips more on him and I feel the crown of his dick as it slips through the cheeks of my ass. “I want you to be in every place of my body. I want to know that you have been everywhere. Put it in my ass.”
Wyatt breathes harder and he rolls away from me. I turn my body to look at him as he slips off the bed and walks to the bedside table that I didn’t notice before. He slips a tube of something in his hands and is walking back towards me. Before he makes it to the edge of the bed, he throws up a finger and walks back into the other part of the hotel suite.
I just gave him free reign of my body, where the hell is he going now? Wouldn’t this be the right time for him to take advantage of the fact that I’m ready to fuck?
As he walks back into the room, he has something behind his back. “I want you to get on your hands and knees. Ass out in the air so I can see your juicy pussy from here.”
If I wasn’t horny before, I am now. I follow the directions and once my ass is in the air, he lightly slaps the right cheek. “I love looking at your creamy skin and seeing the reddened part of my hand print. It’s so fucking sexy. Baby, you are so perfect.”
I feel perfect as he fills me up with all of these lines about how perfect I am and beautiful.
My back arches when his mouth lands on the cheek that he just slapped. He kisses my cheek and then I hear the pop of something. A light buzzing noise sounds and then I feel it against my ass. “I’m going to slip this into your ass to get you ready for me.”
I honestly would probably agree to just about anything right now.
“Okay.”
The tip of the vibrating tool massages the ring of muscle that is nestled in between my ass cheeks and I moan out loud when it passes through the first resistance.
“You have no idea how beautiful you are. How you just take everything I give you.”
I would take more.
“Give me everything.”
“My dirty, greedy little girl. You love being dirty for me, don’t you?”
I nod my head as he slips the whole vibrator into me. “Shit!” I scream out and throw my head back. My hair flies along with my head shaking and I know the minute that the strands hit Wyatt. He grips the strands in his hand and uses it to tilt my head back farther.
He starts fucking my ass with the vibrator and I feel my body turn liquidy from the pleasure of him. The man is a god.
Wyatt chuckles behind me and I turn my head against the sting of my hair being pulled to see him grin. “I’m a god, huh?”
“Did I say that out loud?” I would feel mortified if he wasn’t fucking me so good.
“You did. Let’s see if I can become your god.”
I don’t have time to ask what that means because he slides the vibrator out of me and then I hear the pop of a tab again. I don’t miss the feel of his silky smooth head as it’s poised at the entrance of my ass. I also don’t miss the intake of breath as he eases himself into me.
“Go slow,” I murmur and slide my hips back against him.
Even though Wyatt still has my hair wrapped in his hand, he places the hand on my hip to still me. “Don’t move. You are so tight. Too tight. I need a minute to gain some dignity.”
I giggle and then yelp as he slaps my hip. “Don’t giggle! You vibrate against my dick and you are causing me to lose my shit.”
I do my best to not move as he gathers himself but then he gets harder in me causing me to moan. “Wyatt, fuck me, baby. Give me your dick. Let your come flood my ass so I know you have claimed every inch of me.”
“Holy shit. Baby, you asked for it.”
He picks up momentum and begins to fuck me in earnest. His hips thrust against my ass and I can feel the muscles in his thighs as they push up my thighs. The man is so embedded in me that I can’t tell if we are two different people. I love it.
“Cupcake, I love you,” he grunts and then leans over my back with his body. He’s covering more than before and I can’t help but shiver from it.
Even though my skin is hot, I still shiver from his nearness.
Wyatt’s teeth bite into my shoulder and I squirm more. He picks his hand off of my hip and slides his hand in my pussy where he rubs my clit. The different sensations are what shatter me into a million pieces and I scream out louder than before.
Just when I’m about to beg him to come, he loosens his hold on my hair and then reaches over to the left of us. I watch his movements as he picks up the vibrator and sticks it in between my legs. The head of the toy brushes against my drenched pussy and it easily slides in.
“Oh my god! I’m so full!” I moan out loud and begin to thrust my hips back on him. “Tell me you are going to come! Please!” I beg him because I want to come at the same time as he does. However, I don’t know if that’s a possibility, because he has me so turned on right now.
“Yes,” he grits out and then thrusts his hips in harder.
I feel my ass grow accustomed to his dick and I know he’s getting harder. “Oh, fuck-ing hell!” He chants out loud and I feel him as he comes.
I don’t even give him the option to slip out of me, my body falls to the bed like a noodle and the toy slides out of me. The buzzing of it is loud against the fabric of the duvet, but I don’t move to stop it.
“Cupcake, can you move?”
I don’t say anything as I tuck my properly screwed body into a ball and close my eyes. I have never experienced pleasure in that caliber before and I don’t know if I ever will.
He kisses my back repeatedly in praise as he whispers to me. “You are so great. Baby, I love you so much. You are so perfect.”
I can feel my body begin to glow from the praise and I feel euphoric right now. As his lips hit the bottom of my spine, I lift my hips up gently for him to start kissing up my back. My ass and pussy are out of commision right now. There is no way in hell that I’m ready for anything more.
“Hold on,” he whispers against my ear and then gives me a little kiss in my hair.
My eyes are closed tight to the point where there is no light filtering in them and I begin to relax my breathing. The bed is so comfortable and it’s been so long since I have had an actual good sleep. I feel myself start to doze off and then I feel Wyatt shake me a little as he picks me up.
“What’s going on?” I murmur and bury my face into his neck. He doesn’t smell like his normal self, but he smells better. Like a mixture of us. It’s amazing.
The smell of fresh water, steam and relaxation hit me as we pass the threshold into the marble bathroom. The water in the big tub is running and the steam is making the bathroom foggy. I can make out candles lit around the tub and soft music playing as well. The sight of the filling tub has me feeling giddy in anticipation of relaxing.
“I thought we could sit and soak for a while in the tub. Get your muscles to relax.”
I melt into him and then kiss along his neck. “Thank you,” I tell him.
He sets me down in front of the bathtub and then holds his hand out. I place mine in his hand and he helps me over the edge. My feet scream out of protest from the water being too hot but they quickly shut up as they get used to it. The water is swirled with this divine smelling bath salt that smells sweet.