May (Calendar Girl #5)

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he caught me in the air just as my lips crashed over his. He growled his appreciation and took my mouth hard, his tongue swooping in to taste. I sucked on every millimeter of those lips, rubbing my core against his now hard length through his shorts.
    “Girlie,” his voice was a rumble against my lips. “Not the place. But don’t you worry, we’re going to continue this back at the house when the girls are asleep.” His lips moved to my ear. “You will suffer so much pleasure for making me get this hard and having to wait to take you. Be prepared. Be prepared to burn up the sheets with the fire you’ve set.” The way he said it was more than a promise. It was a fact.

Chapter 8
     
    “Oh God, no!” I screamed. “No more. I can’t any…. oh sweet… fuck me!” I howled, pressing my hips up into Tai’s mouth and my hands down on his head. He held the globes of my ass and sucked another orgasm from me. I didn’t think it was possible. He’d eaten me raw. I’d lost count of how many orgasms I’d had against his tongue. All I knew was that if he didn’t put that huge cock inside me quick, I was going to pass out from sheer exhaustion alone.
    Tai growled low in his throat, sounding like a wild animal. I now know it as his, I’m-about-to-lose-my-mind, pre-cursor to pounding me into oblivion. He flipped me over on my stomach, pulled my hips up, and back so I was on my hands and knees. “Grab the headboard. I’m too far gone. Need to take this tasty pussy hard.”
    He gripped my waist, leveled his hips, pressed the tip of his cock to my soaking entrance, and slowly eased in. One steely hard inch at a time. I held my breath, expecting a wild thrust, but he surprised me by going in soft. It wasn’t for long. “Yeah, nice and easy, get my dick fucking wet, with that juicy pussy.” He eased in and out slowly, and I took long breaths, relaxing my neck down to watch him enter and exit. The condom was coated with my essence. I moved one hand and reached down to feel where he entered me over and over.
    “Aw yeah, girlie. You like to feel me splitting your flower open. Nothin’ better.” One of his hands came up to my breast and tweaked, pulled and elongated my nipple. With that, I started pressing back into him with enough force to knock his hips back. “What, what do you want? You have to ask for it, haole .”
    I hated when he called me foreigner . He knew it pissed me off, which is why he used it during the height of our love-making. Though, you really couldn’t call it making love with Tai and me. There wasn’t even one time where we’d had a slow drawn out session with candles and chocolate or anything remotely related to romance. The closest thing to that was when we sipped on champagne before he took me hard on the hood of his car last week. Nope, Tai and I fucked, and we fucked each other with abandon. I loved that about Tai. We were friends and I would be friends with him after I went on to my next adventure, but for now, I was going to enjoy getting pummeled good and hard with Tai’s fat dick. 
    “Fuck me with your Big. Samoan. Fat. Cock!” I roared and shoved my hips back piercing myself onto his member.
    “You ready to walk funny tomorrow, huh girlie?” he goaded.
    “Is my ass white?” I asked flippantly, looking at him over my shoulder, wiggling said ass.
    His eyes were focused on my cheeks. His fingers were clenched around my hips. “Oh yeah,” he said, grinding into my cleft, reaching that high spot I dedicated personally to his dick.
    “Then don’t ask me stupid questions.” Crimeny, these men I bed are always asking me dumb.... “Fuck!” my pussy clenched down like a vice as Tai’s cock rammed home. I screamed soundlessly, no air coming out of my mouth as he pounded mercilessly into me. His balls smacked up against swollen flesh adding an element of pain that felt so good I arched up, holding my body aloft and bent back. Tai roughly ran a hand down my chest where he pinched my

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