LOVE ‘EM(93)

When he thrusts two fingers into my cunt—good Lord—I raise my knee, propping it on the edge of the counter.

He chuckles. “That’s right, Babe. Open up for me.”

Danny runs his tongue across that tight circle, sending tiny tingles out through my pussy and into my womb, upping the pressure. With his thumb pressing my clit, his fingers pumping into my pussy, he slips his tongue into that puckered place in the back.

I catch my breath and on exhale, I breathe, “Oh, Danny.”

He makes love to my asshole with his tongue, while he finger fucks my cunt. My legs are weak, and I tremble with want. The world spins out of control and I grab the edge of the countertop when, like a monsoon, the rain of pleasure drenches me.

My body tightens and pulses. Danny moves, so his tongue hovers just below my entrance, his breath hot on my folds. He pulls his fingers down, dragging against the edges of my slit.

He stands and, with one hand, he turns me to face him. He holds up his creamy fingers and licks them, taking his time to clean every last bit of moisture from them. All I can do is watch, not sure whether I should be disgusted or turned on.

Then he grabs my ass and pulls me against him, his hardness rubbing my clit through his jeans. He whispers, “You came on my tongue, Mo. Just like I wanted. Now I’m going to make you come on my cock.”





I pick Mo up and her legs go around my waist. I carry her into the bedroom and drop her onto the bed. She stares, wide eyed. I pull my tattered t-shirt over my head. Then I yank my zipper down and let my cock out. Sliding out of my shoes, I shove my jeans down and kick them off.

It’s dark, but the light from the hall glances off her slightly parted lips. It’s as though they’re waiting for my cock.

I put my hands on either side of her at the foot of the bed. She leans back and I climb over her, like the panther tattooed onto my back would stalk its prey. When I’ve got her completely covered with my body, I slip my hand to her pussy. It’s still wet as hell and that makes me even harder.

I press a kiss to her forehead. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, Sweets; I’ll ruin you for any other man. You’re mine. Only mine. I won’t share.”

She opens her mouth as though she’s going to say something, but I silence her with my kiss, moving my knee between hers as my tongue delves into the sweet recesses her mouth.

The head of my cock touches the softness of her entrance. Fuck. Condom. I pull away.

Her arms come around me. “Where are you going?”

I kiss her temple. “Just getting a condom.”

“But—I want…”

Sliding my lips across hers, I ask, “Want what?”

Her hand slips between us, taking hold of my erection. “I want to feel you come inside me.”

“No protection?”

She shakes her head. “I’m on the pill. Have been for years.”

Ah, yeah.

I take hold of her jaw and kiss her again, harder. I cup the back of her head as I move forward again. She lets her legs fall open and guides my cock to her entrance. I cover her hand with mine and rub the head of my erection over her slit, making sure she’s good and wet, and that I am too.

The way her folds slide around my shaft as I push inside her sends a lightning bolt of pleasure through me. She’s still so fucking tight. I move in by inches, giving her time to adjust to me again.

Once I’m in all the way, I break our kiss.

She asks, “What’s wrong?”

I kiss her jaw and move to her neck. “Nothing’s wrong, Sweets. Everything is just right. Exactly how it’s supposed to be.”

Her arms tighten as my strokes quicken. I roll my hips and her sheath glides around my length. The faster I move, the shorter her breaths get. Mo’s hands move to my ass where she holds tight. I grab her behind her knee and pull her leg up, allowing me to go deeper.

I said I’d ruin her for other men, but she’s ruined me. Her sweet mouth under mine, the sounds she makes as I sink into her body. I kiss her again, as my own breath starts to grow shallow. Every time I plunge inside, her hips rise to meet me, her hands tightening on my ass.

That sound comes from the back of her throat, and I increase my pace. Her scent and her curves wrap around me. I’ll never get enough of Mo, and I’ll never want another. She’s everything I’ve dreamed she’d be for so long.

I thrust again and again, my balls slapping her sweet little asshole. God. She’s so much more than what I anticipated. My body freezes as my heart opens wide, letting all the emotion I’ve had bottled up for this beautiful creature flow through me. The backs of my eyes prickle.

She whispers. “What is it? Did I do something wrong?”