eating her pussy became my new goal.
“Cara, you have me on the brink. If we go any further, I won’t be able to stop. You are mine, and we will have a lifetime to…” She actually looked disappointed. “Oh, what the hell am I saying? Baby, come give me a kiss.”
I couldn’t stand to see the hurt when I stopped, so I wouldn’t stop. This time I kissed with all the desire I had for her, and she was with me the whole way. I started to make my way down the Amber trail. First stop, the bountiful breasts that had been calling to me.
“Ahh!” she cried out, panting, heaving as I touched them with my lips. My baby was sensitive. I wasn’t patient in my attack. I devoured them, licking every inch until I got to the puckered center.
I took her nipple into my mouth as I reached down to her cunt to feel her juice on my fingers. Dio, she was wet, and not just from the shower. I made my way down and she only tried to stop me once, but I swatted her hand. “My pussy, and I’ll do what I want with it.” She giggled until I parted her lips and licked her from top to bottom. I wasn’t going to get enough of this. It was pure ambrosia made just for me. Her essence dripped down my chin as I explored her wet pussy. My fingers reached in to stretch her out; my cock was big, and I wanted to make sure I didn’t hurt her too badly. I didn’t know if she was a virgin. It shouldn’t matter, but hell, I was a man, and we want the one to be pure.
I pushed a little deeper into her greedily, trying to get more of her on my tongue when I hit her barrier. Holy fuck! I hit the jackpot. Knowing that she was only mine just sent me into overdrive. I ate her until she came twice more and could barely stand any more. Then I washed us up and dried us off, dropping the towels wherever they landed.
We continued kissing as we walked to the bed. I lifted her onto the mattress and to the center of the bed. She looked so small there, yet so deliciously tempting. My eyes ate her up, and I knew she could tell my thoughts were wicked by the flush and desire that consumed her face. “Kiss me, taste your pleasure on my tongue.” I kissed her deeper this time, sending my tongue farther in her mouth while my knee parted her thighs. Unlike the first time, she parted them with no resistance. I guess my baby liked my touch.
“Amoré, I’ll try and be gentle, but only this one time. I like it rough and hard. I am all man—you will feel my need, my desire every time I am in you. You will need no one but me.” I kissed her deeply and powerfully this time, showing her I meant business.
I felt her wet heat to make sure she was wet enough for me. I positioned myself at her entrance and gazed into her fear-laced eyes. “It will only hurt for a moment. Don’t worry, Cara, we will fit. We were made to be together.” I bent and took her nipple and sucked, and in one smooth thrust claimed what was mine. She screamed as I rose up and captured her lips. Pulling my face a hair’s breadth away, I whispered, “It will be okay, Amber. Relax, it will go away soon. Grazie, amoré mia.”
It was a long moment that probably felt longer than it actually was. I could feel her tight walls fighting my intrusion, and the beads of sweat were starting to form on my skin as I attempted to remain still. I took her mouth again with ownership, and when I felt her desire develop in her kiss, I knew I could start to move. Rocking in and out slowly earned me “oohs” and “aahs” that damn near drove me insane. I started to move faster as her tight walls flooded with her juices, giving me the lubrication I needed to get more of me in her. I was only about halfway in, and I wanted to go full bore, balls deep into my woman. It may take a while to get the rest of it in, but I was going to try.
She belonged to me and that knowledge overwhelmed me, my speed increasing again. I was looking into her beautiful emerald eyes, full of desire and lust, so beautiful. “Mine, Cara, all
John Lloyd, John Mitchinson