His Obsession(17)

He saw the confusion on her face. “Don’t think about it. Let me know how you feel.”

“I like it. I’ve never liked this.”

Stephen wondered what Paul had done to her. Fisting his cock, he watched her eyes go to his shaft. Her tongue peeked out, licking those full, luscious lips. He closed off any doubt. Watching her set off the dominant inside him. A dominant didn’t doubt his ability. He took control and gave his woman pleasure in seeking his own in the process.

“Would you like to suck my cock?” he asked.

She stared at him for a few seconds before nodding her head. Running his fingers in her hair, he cupped her cheek. The position was awkward, but he gripped his cock in one hand, watching as she opened her lips. He pressed the tip inside, feeling her tongue slide over his tip, licking off his cum. Stephen moaned, his fingers tightening in her hair.

He pushed forward, feeling his cock slide along her tongue. Her moan vibrated up his length. Stephen kept touching her hair and her face. He wanted to feel every part of her body. She stroked his length with her fingers as her head took more of him inside her mouth. He thrust inside watching his length disappear and reappear. His cock glistened with her saliva. Her lips looked red and puffy. Closing his eyes, he controlled the pace of his hips. The desire to slam inside her mouth was too hard to ignore. He pulled out, loving the way she followed after him. Taking her hands, he lifted her to her feet. She swayed a little, and he caught her in his arms.

Her tits pressed against his chest. The curves of her body fit perfectly with his. Stephen captured her chin and tilted her head back to kiss her. She responded instantly. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she tried to get closer. There was nowhere else for her to go. They were skin to skin. She was soft while he was hard. He’d kept on top of his figure as the years were starting to gain on him.

His cock pushed against her belly. Stephen set her down on the couch. He knelt in front of her and pulled her back. Her ass lay on the edge. Stephen took her legs, opening her wide. Ursula gasped as he ran his fingers through her creamy slit. She was so wet, her pussy lips red and puffy.

The scent of her arousal permeated the air before him. His mouth watered for a taste of her.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to lick this creamy cunt until you’re begging to be fucked.” He spoke every word clearly. He refused to hide the man he was.

“I never thought you’d talk dirty,” she said.

“There is a lot you don’t know about me.” To emphasise his point Stephen thrust two fingers inside her. She was tight, wet, and hot. Her cries echoed off the wall. He loved the sound she made. Turning his fingers inside her, he stroked the g-spot and watched her squirm against the assault of pleasure.

“Oh my God.”

Stephen couldn’t help but smile. She may have been with another man, but she wasn’t sexually experienced. He knew her responses weren’t expectant. What he was doing to her was new territory to her.

With his other hand, he opened the lips of her sex for him to view. Her clit peeked out of its hood. He saw her eyes were closed, and he took full advantage. Stephen licked her clit in one smooth swipe of his tongue. Her cries grew louder. Stroking her g-spot, he licked her pussy feeling every sensation as her cunt squeezed his fingers. Her cream leaked onto his digits.

He wanted to spend the rest of his life tasting Ursula on his tongue. When she began to build to her climax, he thrust his fingers inside her. Her hips pushed up to meet him stroke for stroke. Stephen felt her fingers in his hair pulling at the strands. He gazed up at her to see her staring at him.

“I’ve never ... I’m not going to—” She was unable to finish her words. He centred his attention on her swollen nub, thrusting his fingers inside her and watched as she came apart.

The vision of her orgasm would stay with him forever. She was vocal, thrusting up to meet him as he tongued her sweet clit.

He brought her down, kissing her pussy and teasing her. Only when she was over her peak and settled, he pulled his fingers out of her tight heat and licked off the glorious cream he’d created.

“Wow,” she said.

Stephen sat next to her and was more than content in giving her an orgasm. He ran his hand up and down her smooth thigh. In seconds Ursula pushed him back. She swung a leg over his until she was straddling him once again. She pushed her hair out of the way, her breasts swinging free in front of them. He cupped her back, pulling her close. Stephen sucked on one of her large nipples, relishing the way she squirmed on his lap. She crushed her pussy against his shaft. He felt her arousal on his lap.

“I want you,” she said.