Blue Lines(99)

“No, stand up,” he said against her swollen lips.

“I can’t take it!” she cried, her body quivering under his touch.

“Yes you can,” he said before moving his mouth quickly, back and forth through her lips. When she fell again, his hand came down, slapping her ass cheek again. She was breathing so hard, her body shaking as he moved his tongue along her lips, dipping the tip of his tongue inside her, tickling her hole before lapping at her. Going back up to her clit, he slid his finger inside her before she shattered, her nails biting into his neck as she screamed out his name.

Kissing her thighs, he continued to fuck her with his finger, her body squeezing him as he moved his fingers quickly in and out of her. Bringing his other hand up her body, he took hold of her breast, squeezing and molding it as he continued to kiss and lick her thighs. Her breathing was labored; her body was shaking and red from the pleasure he was giving her. He wanted this to last forever.

Moving his lips along the inside of her thighs, he moved under her, until he was looking at her perky ass.

“What are you doing?” she breathlessly asked, looking over her shoulder at him.

“I’m about to make you come again,” he said as he moved his hands up her thighs. “Bend over, hold on to the back of the couch. Don’t try to get away, or I’ll slap that ass again.”

She made a small sound as she bent over to the back of the couch, her ass in the air, as was her beautiful pussy. His cock strained, wanting her. He wasn’t going to make it with this woman, but he knew he had to try. Bending down, he moved his hands along the back of her thighs before running his tongue from her clit to the entrance of her pussy.

She let out a strangled cry, her knees buckling as he continued the trail he had started, over and over again until she was shaking beneath his mouth. Dipping his fingertip inside her, he pressed the pad of his thumb against her asshole, pressing, just to give her a little more pleasure. She screamed out as she tried to collapse into the couch, but he was having none of that. As he licked her again she came with a fierceness he’d never experienced, which only increased his own satisfaction, knowing that he did this to her. She was his and he was starting to feel protective of her.

Chuckling, he dusted kisses along her spine as her body trembled under his lips. She fought for breath as he turned her against the couch, her body limp in his arms.

“Come here, sweetheart,” he whispered.

“I think you killed me.”

He chuckled again as he carried her to the bedroom, pushing the door open with his toe and then gently laying her down on their bed. Moving over her, he kissed her thighs, then her pussy before stopping at her belly. Glancing up at her, he saw that she was watching him, her eyes heavy-lidded as her chest rose and fell. Her body was rosy and glistening with sweat. She was so fucking breathtaking, he couldn’t stand it, but most of all he was thankful she was his.

Placing a kiss to her extended abdomen, she took in a breath as he finished the trail up her body to her mouth. Kissing her passionately, he pushed inside her, both of them groaning with the sensation. Biting down on his lip, she arched her body to his, taking him deeper. Her body squeezed him tightly as he moved feverishly inside her. All time stopped, as they moved together in perfect unison; it was then he knew that they weren’t fucking.

They were making love.

He cupped her face and used his other hand for support to keep from pressing down on her too much as he continued to slowly thrust inside her. His lips meeting hers, he kissed her slowly, drawing out the passion. He never wanted this to end, but he could feel his balls drawing up, his body jerking. Knowing he wasn’t going to last much longer, he sat up, taking her thighs in his hands before he started to move more quickly. His eyes were locked on hers as he lost himself. When he came, he groaned in blissful agony as he spilled inside her. Still holding her thighs, he let his head fall back as he fought for breath. It was like the earth had just exploded.

Taking in another deep breath, he looked down at her spent body, her sneaky little grin as she laid out for him. Smiling, she reached for him, bringing him down for another lusty kiss. He fell to her side, bringing her into his arms as their legs tangled. Moving her nose along his, she smiled against his lips before kissing him sweetly.

“Good birthday?” he asked against her lips.

“Great birthday,” she answered with a nod.

He glanced over at the alarm clock and smiled as he looked back over at her. “You know it isn’t over yet.”

“It isn’t?”

“Nope, I still have an hour to make it better than great,” he said sensuously, biting at her chin.