Divine Phoenix(Divine Creek Ranch 10)(77)

In this vulnerable position, she shivered as he held her thighs up and laid his hot mouth directly on her wet pussy and licked her gluttonously. Each broad, slow stroke of his velvety tongue lapped from her swollen entrance all the way up to her clit, drawing soft moans from her when he gave it an extra little flick.

Her cunt drew tight under his loving attention, and she felt like she might burst from the tension. Just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore and she might start begging, he sat up and reached to the head of the bed beside her. A moment later she heard the telltale sound of foil tearing. She’d been on the pill for two months, so she put a hand out to stop him.

“We don’t need it, Clay.”

“You sure? I know I’m clean.” He sounded beyond happy about her decision.

“Yes, I’m on the pill. There’s no need.”

“I promise you there’s no one else.”

“I know. Please, don’t make me wait anymore. I need you.”

Knowing she was moments away from taking his big, thick cock inside her with no barriers between them, her pussy clenched in anticipation. His lips descended on hers as he settled his body over her, supporting most of his weight on his arms.

The thick protrusion of his cock brushed against the crease of her hip and thigh as she wrapped her legs loosely around his hips. He found her center and slid the long ridge of his cock through her abundant juices. On the next flex of his hips his cock slid into her swollen cunt a couple of inches.



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Reveling in the slick haven her body gave to his, Clay groaned deeply with the next thrust as more of his pulsing shaft slid home. Her sweet panting in his ear amped up the lust riding him, driving him to rock into her over and over. He had to discipline himself to slow down, since she hadn’t come before he’d entered her, wanting this to be good for her, too. His nuts drew tight, and he bit his lip as he canted his hips to rub her silky G-spot with the head of his cock. She pressed her lips to his throat, and he knew he’d found it when she moaned deeply and trembled a couple of thrusts later.

“Is that it, baby?”

“Oh, yes, it’s so—Oh, so good.” Her wet pussy flooded with more of her juices, and he could feel the tension building inside her as she wrapped her arms around him and found her own rhythm within his. “Clay, please don’t stop. It’s so good. I love it.”

The delicate scent of her perspiration was all around him, in his nose, in his head, intoxicating him as he drove his cock into her relentlessly, striving to help her get there. He was sure she was close.

Her rhythm suddenly changed, and she bucked beneath him, her hips gyrating. She arched her back and rubbed against him, her breath coming in small gasps as he thrust again and again. She undulated sinuously, and Clay was curious about the perceptible change in her mood and her movements and slowed down just a little. She ground on his cock and kissed his neck and his chest and whatever else she could reach, but he felt like he’d lost her somehow.

“Stop.”

Panting breathlessly, she immediately stopped. “What? Why? Did I do something wrong?”

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” he whispered against her lips as he kissed her gently. “I just want to know what you were thinking. Something changed and I lost you.” He stifled a groan as she quivered and her pussy tugged at him to continue.

After she paused for a moment, she said, “You do so much for me and the least I could do was do my best to make you feel good.” She thrust her hips against his, and he stilled her with a touch from his hand, his cock aching with the desire to fuck.

“All I want you to do is enjoy yourself. I’m glad you want me to feel good,” he whispered with a smile, “but I want to share this with you. I almost had you and then I lost you. Just move with me and don’t work so hard to please me. You were doing great and shouldn’t have worried about it.”

She let out a breath. “Okay. I’ll try, I guess. I thought you—I thought men expected—”

“I’m not like other so-called ‘men,’ Lily. Just move with me and don’t worry about whatever you’ve been taught.” He could just imagine how JT had treated her, denied her what she needed.

A slow exhalation left her, and she whispered in a broken voice, “Will I ever be free of him, Clay?” Her body tensed and shook beneath him as she continued, “I can’t even make love normally because of what he did to me.”

Clay’s heart ached at the brokenness in her voice. He pressed a leisurely kiss to the sweetly scented column of her throat. “Yes, you will. It’ll get better. We just have to give it time.” He thrust his cock against her, which was nearly bursting from the delayed release. Her body softened against him as he whispered, “Just move with me and don’t worry about anything. I want to feel your sweet little pussy come for me.”