home.”
“Take you?” He repeats as I slide my finger under the hem of his boxer briefs. I think he’s lost his mind too. His cock is straining and stretching the material of his boxer briefs to its limit. I glance down to take in the monstrous view.
My pulse is already racing because I know he can touch me. He just doesn’t know it yet. I sit down on the edge of the bed and pull his briefs down a little until I’m eye level with his monstrous erection. I slowly lick the head of his cock, and he groans loudly.
The aching in my sex is almost painful as I bare my teeth and slightly bite down just below the head of his cock.
“Holy shit!”
I insert the tip of my tongue into his slit and get a taste of his sea-salty pre-come. I whimper in delight as I take what I can of his heavy, palpitating cock between my lips. He reaches back against the dresser to steady himself as I start pumping him with my fist. My hands look miniscule compared to his length. He’s so thick and now wet from my mouth that I want him in more than one place.
“Do you like that, Noah?” I ask him as I lean back and pull my tank off and toss it. I look back up at him, and his chest is heaving with deep breaths.
“Shit, baby, you’re a fucking expert at pleasing me. I . . .” He hisses through his teeth when I scrape my teeth up his shaft ever so gently. “ . . . motherfucker!”
I love the feeling I get when I hear him lose his cool. I feel exceptionally powerful. He genuinely enjoys every touch, bite, and lick I give him. I cup his heavy balls and feel them tighten with the need for release.
“Fucking shit . . . I’m going to bust in that dirty mouth of yours.”
His fingers move into my hair, and he grips momentarily, but lets go almost instantly as if he remembers himself. He brings his hand down underneath my chin, cupping my face gently, reverently.
“I want it,” I breathe out, taking him in my mouth once again. “Come in my mouth, Noah,” I say when I pull him from my mouth to take a much-needed breath.
His cock jerks violently when I wrap my lips around his shaft again. I keep a fast and steady rhythm with my mouth and hand as I pump him. That’s when he erupts. His hot, silky come spurts into my mouth and coats my throat as he struggles to stand upright. His sultry storm is back with a vengeance as I taste his liquid candy.
I hum my appreciation and swallow everything I can, but there’s still so much that spills from my lips. I look up at him through my lashes as I continue to swallow him. He’s wearing a look of pure euphoria. He tangles his hand in my hair, removing his cock from my mouth. I feel his eyes move down my throat to my breasts, following a trail of his salty pleasure.
“Holy fuck . . . good morning to you too, you sexy piece of ass.”
Before I’m able to say a word, he’s got me on my back on top of the clothes scattered on the bed. I can’t help but giggle and kiss his bare chest. “Good morning.”
“How are you feeling? Are you okay this morning?”
Feeling? The only thing I can feel is the painful ache between my thighs and his hard, pulsing cock pushing against my skin. I pull him down to kiss me hard. My body is coiled and needy. I shake my head no when I release his lips. “Not good.” I whisper out breathlessly. “I’m aching.”
A wrinkle forms between his eyebrows when he frowns. “Your head?” He exhales in a frustrated rush. “I’m so sorry, Heather. I remembered as soon as I pulled. I . . .”
I shake my head to stop him. “No, I’m aching here . . .” I lower my hand down and touch myself when I see recognition flash into his eyes.
His eyes follow my hand, watching me slowly caress my oversensitive skin. “Will I hurt you?” His lips drift across my skin, biting me in every spot he wants and needs.
“No.” I’m clawing at his skin anxiously. “Please, I’m not bleeding anymore, and I haven’t been hurting.” I’m arching my body into his, trying to
“Take you?” He repeats as I slide my finger under the hem of his boxer briefs. I think he’s lost his mind too. His cock is straining and stretching the material of his boxer briefs to its limit. I glance down to take in the monstrous view.
My pulse is already racing because I know he can touch me. He just doesn’t know it yet. I sit down on the edge of the bed and pull his briefs down a little until I’m eye level with his monstrous erection. I slowly lick the head of his cock, and he groans loudly.
The aching in my sex is almost painful as I bare my teeth and slightly bite down just below the head of his cock.
“Holy shit!”
I insert the tip of my tongue into his slit and get a taste of his sea-salty pre-come. I whimper in delight as I take what I can of his heavy, palpitating cock between my lips. He reaches back against the dresser to steady himself as I start pumping him with my fist. My hands look miniscule compared to his length. He’s so thick and now wet from my mouth that I want him in more than one place.
“Do you like that, Noah?” I ask him as I lean back and pull my tank off and toss it. I look back up at him, and his chest is heaving with deep breaths.
“Shit, baby, you’re a fucking expert at pleasing me. I . . .” He hisses through his teeth when I scrape my teeth up his shaft ever so gently. “ . . . motherfucker!”
I love the feeling I get when I hear him lose his cool. I feel exceptionally powerful. He genuinely enjoys every touch, bite, and lick I give him. I cup his heavy balls and feel them tighten with the need for release.
“Fucking shit . . . I’m going to bust in that dirty mouth of yours.”
His fingers move into my hair, and he grips momentarily, but lets go almost instantly as if he remembers himself. He brings his hand down underneath my chin, cupping my face gently, reverently.
“I want it,” I breathe out, taking him in my mouth once again. “Come in my mouth, Noah,” I say when I pull him from my mouth to take a much-needed breath.
His cock jerks violently when I wrap my lips around his shaft again. I keep a fast and steady rhythm with my mouth and hand as I pump him. That’s when he erupts. His hot, silky come spurts into my mouth and coats my throat as he struggles to stand upright. His sultry storm is back with a vengeance as I taste his liquid candy.
I hum my appreciation and swallow everything I can, but there’s still so much that spills from my lips. I look up at him through my lashes as I continue to swallow him. He’s wearing a look of pure euphoria. He tangles his hand in my hair, removing his cock from my mouth. I feel his eyes move down my throat to my breasts, following a trail of his salty pleasure.
“Holy fuck . . . good morning to you too, you sexy piece of ass.”
Before I’m able to say a word, he’s got me on my back on top of the clothes scattered on the bed. I can’t help but giggle and kiss his bare chest. “Good morning.”
“How are you feeling? Are you okay this morning?”
Feeling? The only thing I can feel is the painful ache between my thighs and his hard, pulsing cock pushing against my skin. I pull him down to kiss me hard. My body is coiled and needy. I shake my head no when I release his lips. “Not good.” I whisper out breathlessly. “I’m aching.”
A wrinkle forms between his eyebrows when he frowns. “Your head?” He exhales in a frustrated rush. “I’m so sorry, Heather. I remembered as soon as I pulled. I . . .”
I shake my head to stop him. “No, I’m aching here . . .” I lower my hand down and touch myself when I see recognition flash into his eyes.
His eyes follow my hand, watching me slowly caress my oversensitive skin. “Will I hurt you?” His lips drift across my skin, biting me in every spot he wants and needs.
“No.” I’m clawing at his skin anxiously. “Please, I’m not bleeding anymore, and I haven’t been hurting.” I’m arching my body into his, trying to
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