Killer(54)

Sliding his tongue along her lips, he waited for her to open. She did so, and he plundered her mouth, meeting her tongue with his own. Deepening the kiss, he caught her hip with his arm as he rested his other palm beside her head holding him up.

Kelsey melted against him, opening her thighs wide. When he was ready he’d fuck her, but until he got her prepared to receive him they were not doing either.

“Killer,” she said, whimpering.

Kissing down her neck, he sucked on her pulse before moving around, across her collarbone. She writhed underneath him. Holding onto her hip, he kept her as steady as he needed her to be.

She chanted his name over and over again. Caressing down her body, he sucked in her left nipple before going to her right. She arched up, but he only touched her with his lips.

“Please,” she said, begging. Ignoring her begging, he sucked on her nipples while stroking between her creamy folds. He slid a finger over her clit feeling her shudder.

Pulling back and resting on his legs, he opened her slit and stared down at her swollen clit. The sunlight was bright as it shone in the room giving him the perfect view of her creamy flesh. He was in heaven. Kelsey was more than he ever imagined.

“Killer?”

“You’re beautiful. Have you ever seen your creamy cunt?” he asked.

She shook her head. Withdrawing from the bed, he grabbed a mirror from the bathroom, returning to his position on the bed. “What are you doing? I can’t look.”

Kelsey settled back on the bed staring up at the ceiling.

“I’m not going to touch your pussy until you look at yourself.”

“It’s wrong.”

“That’s old-fashioned. My woman will know how beautiful her pussy is. Look.”

He stayed still, holding the mirror in front of her pussy, waiting for her to do as he asked. Every woman had the right to see themselves.

She turned to look at him then down to the mirror.

“Look how perfect you are,” he said.

“You’re a strange man.”

Laughing, he placed the mirror by the side of the bed. “You better get used to it. When we get our own place I’ll be filling the place with mirrors so I can watch my cock sliding inside you.”

Kelsey shook her head, pressing her hands to her cheeks.

“Get used to it, baby. I speak my mind.”

“I know. I don’t know how I’m ever going to survive.”

“You’ve got no choice. You’re mine now, and I’m not letting you go.” He’d seen Lash, Murphy, Nash, and Tiny be possessive of their women. Now it was his turn to be that way with his. No man was ever going to take her away from him, not even Michael.

“Touch yourself,” he said.

She hesitated, her hand resting on her stomach. Taking hold of her hand, he placed her palm to cover her pussy. Showing her how to touch herself, he watched her play with her clit. Kelsey cried out, getting braver and using two fingers to stroke her clit. He watched the light touch seeing from her response what she liked the most. When he could stand it no longer, he took hold of her hand and sucked the cream from her fingers. She was musky and sweet.

His cock jerked, knowing no other man had tasted her creamy flesh.

“What are you thinking?” she asked, frowning.

“No other man will ever know the taste of your sweet cunt.”

Smiling, she opened her thighs, and he went down until his mouth was level with her slick heat. “What are you doing?”

“You’re asking a lot of questions, baby. Close your eyes or watch me. I’m going to make you feel so good and scream my name when you come.”

Opening the folds of her sex, he stared down at her virgin hole impatient to get inside her.

The scent of her arousal drove him insane. Leaning down he glided his tongue over her clit feeling her come apart. She sat up on the bed, but he kept touching her.

Slowly, she lay back down. Her hands held onto her thighs, almost as if she needed to keep herself grounded. Circling her clit, he changed the pace going from fast to slow. He took his time to suck the little button into his mouth. A little pain drove her wild, and he saw her creamy cum gliding down to coat her puckered hole. He’d be claiming her ass as well in time.

There was nothing they wouldn’t do. Killer was going to show her everything.

“Killer, please,” she said, begging him.

Knowing she wasn’t going to be able to handle much more, he caressed her clit not letting up until she screamed his name as her release took over. Removing his tongue, he used his fingers as he leaned over the bed to grab a condom from his drawer. Tearing into the foil packet, he slid the latex over his cock making sure to squeeze the tip before putting the condom on.