With their gazes locked, Bethany massaged his asshole and stroked his thick shaft. His nostrils flared as he moaned and drew in hard breaths with each slide of her hand, and his hips rocked forward in opposition with her movements. “That’s it. Mmm. Such a good boy.” She licked at his bottom lip. “Fuck my fist.”
Another minute or two passed, Colby cried out as a spurt of semen coated the top of her hand. Immediately, Bethany halted her strokes and gripped the swollen head of his dick tight in her fist. “Hold it, Colby. You can do it, sweet baby.”
With his face buried in her neck, his deep groans and growls vibrated through her body and settled in her core. When the desire to orgasm finally passed, Colby raised his face and the expression in his eyes, a cross between pride and desire, sent another shockwave through Bethany. She was awestruck. “Fuck, you’re beautiful!”
Tiptoeing up, Bethany took his mouth in a hard kiss and began to jack his cock again. The taste of his lips and tongue, the feel of his throbbing flesh in her palm and his hard body at her mercy, had Bethany on the verge of her own orgasm. As it was, her panties were soaked through, her inner thighs bearing the evidence of the pleasure he was giving her.
After edging him two more times, Bethany was desperate to come, and she feared she might give in and fuck him until they both exploded. But she managed to rein herself in and instead, go to her knees before him.
The head of his cock was purple from the need to come and increased blood flow and she ran the tip of her finger along the edge, teasing him further. “So hard for me. Do you need to come, Colby?”
He licked his lips and gazed down at her. “Yes, ma’am, I do. But only if it pleases you.”
“Oh, I think it would please me a great deal.” Leaning in, she flicked her tongue out, tasting the bead of semen from his last spurt. “Mmm. So sweet.”
Bethany sat back on her heels and gazed up at him. As she slid a hand into her panties and slipped two fingers inside her saturated cunt, Colby’s eyes went wide. She let out a moan, rubbed her clit for a moment, then pulled her hand free.
With a smile, she bent forward and took his cock between her lips, sucking him into her wet mouth. At the same time, she found his asshole with her nicely lubricated fingers and pressed them through the tight ring of muscle.
Colby’s hips shot forward, burying his dick at the back of her throat. “Fuuuuuckkk!”
Pushing her fingers an inch or two deeper, she curled them and found what she hoped like hell was his male G-spot. The nearly mindless sounding moans coming out of Colby, gave her the clue she’d definitely struck home.
Massaging it gently, Bethany drew her mouth off his cock and then, keeping her lips tight around the rim of the head, she sucked hard. In an erratic rhythm, Colby pumped his hips, moaning and groaning as he panted for air.
Bethany circled one of his legs with her free arm to try and help him keep his balance as his entire body went tight—and the first pulses of his climax, riding up his shaft, vibrated against her tongue.
Chapter Five
“Fuuuuuckkk!” Rig’s orgasm rocketed from the base of his spine to the head of his cock and his entire body seized.
With a sweet moan, Bethany pulled her mouth free and took over with her hand. “Oh yes, baby. Yes! So perfect.”
Hot ropey spurts shot from his prick as his climax paralyzed every muscle in his body and made spots form in front of his eyes. Each time she stroked inside his ass, his cock spurted again, coating the floor in front of him. It was endless…and the most amazing, intense orgasm he’d ever had in his life.
When he was finally spent, Colby hung his head and focused on breathing. The room felt fuzzy, as if a fog had settled around the space and his shoulder ached and exhaustion blanketed him.
Bethany stood, and smoothed her hands along his arms, and then cupped his face in her palms. “That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Thank you.” She rose up and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “Turn around so I can untie you and then you can lie down on the bed.”
He said nothing, but did as she asked. When his wrists were free, he stretched a bit, trying to get the impending soreness to settle down before he climbed onto the bed. Finding her soft pillows, he covered his face with one and breathed the scent of her in.
A few minutes later, she was back in the room and he felt a warm cloth brush over his sensitive cock and balls. Pulling the pillow away, he watched her as she cleaned him up. It wasn’t something Rig had ever had a woman do for him. The clean up was his job, especially when it came to cleaning her up.
Maybe she’d let him clean her after she’d allowed him to make her come—guilt spilled through him, coating his insides like glue and he let out a rough sigh.
He shouldn’t have come before her.
She should’ve let him take care of her first.
That was how it was supposed to be.
“Stop it, Colby.” She tossed the cloth toward the closet and then handed him an unopened water bottle he hadn’t noticed she’d brought in. “You pleased me. You gave me exactly what I wanted. Remember? That’s how this is supposed to work.”
Amazing! She knew everything he’d been thinking as if she lived inside his head. Rig wasn’t sure how to feel about that, so he shoved it aside. But it further validated that they definitely had a connection. He didn’t need to dig any deeper into it.
Sitting up, he cracked the water bottle open and took a swig. “Yes, I know. It’s just…” He shook his head and downed another gulp.
Bethany climbed onto the bed and straddled his hips. “You have permission to speak freely now.” She smoothed her warm palms down his shoulders to his forearms then massaged his wrists. “But you can only touch me how I direct you to, okay?”
He gazed up into her gentle eyes, her sandy brown hair a beautiful halo around her head in the dim light coming from the hallway. “Yes, ma’am.”
She took his lips in a soft, sensuous kiss. Her tongue so sweet, Rig wanted to suck it like a piece of candy. She unhooked her halter bra, at the back and slipped the neck over her head.
Pulling from his lips, she cupped her breasts in her palms. “Do you want to touch them? Lick them? Suck them?”
As much as he didn’t think it was possible, her mischievous little smile had his cock twitching, ready to come back to life. And also the fact that he was about to touch, lick and suck her petite tits. Spent or not, what guy wouldn’t get hard at the prospect of a delectable treat? Rig grinned, probably looking far too much like a kid in a candy store. “Yes, ma’am. I want all of that and more.”
A little giggle bubbled out of her. “Let’s start with the ‘all of that’ part first. We’ll get to the ‘more’ later.”
Bethany pulled her hands away from her bare breasts and Rig couldn’t help but growl at the sight of her tiny rose colored nipples, pulled tight into hard points. She was amazing. Fucking amazing.
Unable to wait another second, he ran his palms up her back reveling in the softness of her skin, and pulled her torso forward to his mouth. He ran the tip of his nose along her breastbone and the scent of her skin filled his lungs.
If she were his only source of oxygen, he’d breathe her in forever.
Rig kissed a path to one nipple and flicked the hard tip with his tongue, then sucked it between his lips. Bethany arched her back, moaning as he nibbled the tight nub. Moving a hand from her back, he teased its mate with the pad of his thumb, grazing it lightly over and over again. God Almighty, Rig wanted to lick and suck every inch of her sweet creamy body but for now he sucked her nipples until his cock was hard again and she was treating him to her high pitched moans and grinding her panty covered cunt against his shaft.
Rig smoothed his big palm from her chest to her stomach. “I love how petite you are.”
With another one of those mischievous smiles, she leaned back, propped herself up with her hands on his knees, and gave him full access to her pussy. “And I love how big you are.”
/> Glancing down, Rig could see she’d soaked through her panties and his mouth watered in anticipation of what all her sweet arousal would taste like coating his lips and tongue. Sliding his hand lower, he rubbed her clit through the wet material. “Need to taste you. May I, please?”
Bethany quirked one brow. Using one arm for balance, she pulled her panties aside, dipped two fingers into her soaked cunt, and then raised her wet fingers to his lips. “Suck them clean.”
Fuck yes! Without hesitation, Rig parted his lips and sucked them into his mouth. Closing his eyes, he moaned and slid his tongue along the side of each finger, seeking more of her honey. “So sweet. I knew you’d be sweet.”
Urging her backward off his lap, Rig pulled her panties down her thighs and tossed them aside. Kneeling between her spread legs, he took a moment to admire her naked body. She wasn’t perfect, but no one body ever was or should be, and it made her even more beautiful in his eyes.
She had a small scar near her belly button. Some stretch marks on the sides of her hips. A small, raised mole on her left side. Her tummy was flat, but not toned or muscled—which meant it was nice and soft, the way he preferred. Actually, all of her imperfections were what made her perfect in his eyes.
Rig was a big guy and he liked his women to have a little meat on their bones. Her ass was nice and round too, another bonus. Since he’d gripped her bottom tight in his palms when they’d arrived earlier, he knew for damn sure it fit his big hands perfectly.
“You like what you see?”
Rig cupped her torso in his hands, framing beneath her breasts, then ran his palms down her sides to her thighs before spreading her legs wider. She had only a small amount of pubic hair, just enough to tickle his nose. Her pussy was pink, her clit so swollen it was protruding from its hood. Rig licked his lips, knowing he was going to suck the taut nub until she exploded for him. “You’re perfect.”
“Thank you.” She spread her labia, pulling more of the hood back and revealing her sopping wet core. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“You’ve been such a good boy, you’ve pleased me more than I thought possible.” She rubbed her tight clit and Rig’s cock jerked, bouncing against his belly. “And now I want you to show me what you can do with your mouth and tongue.”
Bolts of electricity rode up and down his spine. And he knew when she came for him, coating his lips with her sweet orgasm, it was possible he was going to die and go to heaven. Once Rig had something so complete, there was nothing else he’d ever need.
Only her.
“Oh! God! Yesssss!” Bethany threw her head back as Colby latched onto her throbbing clit and sucked. He’d been eating her pussy forever, fucking her with his tongue and fingers so good, she’d pretty much gone mindless and boneless too.
He growled and curled his fingers inside her channel, hitting her G-spot as if he’d been born with a damn map to it in his head. And her body responded instantly—in a way it never had to anyone before him—to every single thing he’d done to her.
Since being on her back with his face buried between her legs, she’d come twice, and that was in addition to the orgasm she had when they’d gotten to her place. Tingles slid along her spine, and her skin tightened as she neared a third climax…but what she wanted instead was his thick cock filling her this time.
Gathering her wits about her, Bethany pushed at his head and scooted away from him. “Stop. Enough. No more.”
He looked at her, a confused expression on his face. “You just taste so fucking sweet.” He wiped his chin with the back of his hand. “And when you come you get even sweeter. I’ve never tasted anything like you before. I’m greedy for more.”
“Thank you. That’s…sweet of you. No pun intended.” Letting out a little laugh, she moved off the bed and grabbed a condom from her nightstand drawer. No one had every told her that her cunt tasted sweet before. Not that Bethany knew for a fact, but she was pretty sure guys said a lot of things they didn’t mean during sex.
Colby’s compliment felt sincere to her though. The praise had silly little butterflies, the ones too many romance books mentioned, floating around her stomach. Something was definitely happening between them because she’d never craved the taste of a man before, but now she was. Bethany couldn’t get the salty flavor of his orgasm out of her mouth…and she didn’t want to.
She was never one who enjoyed letting a man come in her mouth, but with Colby, his scent, the taste of his dick, and his cum, left her wanting more. “I like that you’re greedy. But I’m greedy too and I want to feel that gorgeous cock of yours buried inside me.” Climbing back on the bed, she pulled the condom free of the wrapper and rolled the latex down his thick shaft. Reaching over him, Bethany tossed the pillows off the bed and patted the mattress. “Scoot back so you’re resting against the headboard.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Ma’am… Bethany’s lower belly jumped and her clit pulsed at the term of respect. No matter how many times he said it, the word had the same effect on her. Practically coming out of her skin with anticipation, she drew in a deep breath, straddled him and then slid her pussy along his shaft. “Mmm…there you are.”
With one big hand on her buttocks, he tickled the crevice of her ass, and cupped one breast in the other and sucked her nipple. Bethany couldn’t wait anymore. The few strokes along his length had her pussy creaming and her belly unbearably tight with the need to orgasm. Tilting her pelvis slightly—the swollen crown of his dick slipped inside the mouth of her cunt. Bethany gasped and paused to—
Colby groaned, and gripped the flesh of her ass cheek hard.
“I want all of you buried in me.” Bethany cupped the back of his neck in her palms and focused on his eyes as she slid, inch by decadent inch, slowly down onto his shaft, taking his full length inside her. The walls of her cunt, clenched down, and she blew out a breath, relaxing her muscles to accommodate his thickness. “Can you feel that?”
“Yes ma’am.” The whispered answer feathered over her lips.
She slid up and then took him deep again. “Oh God, yes.” Desperate for more of him, Bethany repeated the movement, gliding up his shaft to the crown and reveled in the feel of the rim as it teased the mouth of her cunt. “What is it that you feel, Colby?”
“Perfection.” He moved his hand from her breast and threaded his fingers in her hair. “It’s fucking perfection, Bethany.”
Heat bloomed in her tummy, radiating through her body to her limbs. The feel of his naked skin. The words he whispered. The thick air in the room. Every bit of this moment between them wrapped around Bethany, and she couldn’t stop herself from moving on him.
And yes, she agreed, they’d found perfection.
Chapter Six
“You’re amazing.” Rig gazed into the eyes of the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. Her long hair, messy and also beautiful, hung around her shoulders, tickling his face when she took his lips in a kiss. She moved on him and moaned his name, squeezing his cock with her tight little cunt as she rode him.
Little tingles climbed up and down his spine and his dick throbbed every time her pussy clenched down on him. Rig needed to make her come again—needed it more than his last breath. The desire to see her face when she climaxed, see the pleasure he was giving her, took over all other thought.
His pleasure was her pleasure. And he didn’t care if she didn’t let him come too. As long as she was happy…that was all that mattered.
“I can’t get enough of you.” With her hands on his shoulders, she rolled her hips, sliding herself back and forth.
The movement allowed her to grind her clit against the front of his pelvis, giving her all the stimulation she needed. He’d never had a woman move like this on him. Never had a woman who knew how to make sure she got off, no matter what. Even though he wanted to be the one to make her come all on his own, without her assistance…he couldn’t argue with her method.
She was, after all, in
charge.
With both hands on her delectable ass, Rig enjoyed the flex and play of her butt muscles as she worked her body on his. He squeezed and, following her lead, gave her hips a little assistance. She moaned and took his mouth in a hard kiss. Rig ran a hand up her back, sliding his palm over her perspiration-covered skin.
His orgasm boiled at the base of his spine, but there was no way he’d blow before her. Plus, the desire to grab her hips and slam her down on his prick, over and over again, fucking her so hard she’d never forget him, helped him ignore the need to come. But he wasn’t going to give into that need either. He’d have to find a way to be patient.
Patient while she rode him to heaven and back making this dick harder by the second. Patient while he listened to her high-pitched whimpers and moans—which only made him want to hear what other beautiful sounds she’d make.
None of those things were a hardship by any stretch because it was all wonderful and overwhelming and fucking unbelievably amazing. By far the best experience of his life.
At least while he was enduring such sweet torture, he got to be completely drunk on her delectable scent as he tasted her lips and sucked and bit her sweet nipples.
She pulled from his mouth. “You’re holding back, aren’t you?”
Fuck! How did she know what he was thinking? It was like she could hear inside his head. He was too amazed by her intuition at the moment to think about how vulnerable it made him to her. “Yes, ma’am.”
Without breaking her stride, she smiled and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “Why?”
He frowned. Was she testing him? “Because you haven’t given me permission.”
“Permission for what?” She rose up and arched her back. Sticking her ass in the air, she moved in short little bounces, teasing the head of his dick with the mouth of her cunt.
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