Melt Me(12)

He stared at her as she sprawled across the large sofa, stretching her body out, then fanning her hair along the arm.

“Like this?” she asked.

He grunted. “Yeah, just like that. Except…” He took hold of the leg closest to him and pulled her thighs wide open. His knee sank onto the sofa cushion, again in the vee she created, and he leaned toward her. “You’re just too fucking irresistible.”

His hands eased up her sides, then inward as he palmed her breasts. He squeezed them, massaged them, played with the nipples. When he bent his head to her and took one tight peak into his mouth, she let out a small cry. Her fingers twisted in his thick, slightly damp hair as his tongue curled around her nipple, then flicked it.

“Suck it, Finn. Suck my nipple.” He did, causing fire to roar through her body. The ice be damned, she was nothing but a raging inferno tonight! “Now the other one, Finn. Suck it hard.”

As he did as she asked, the pad of his thumb stroked over the nipple he’d abandoned. The taut bud was slick and it slid between his finger and thumb as he pinched it while suckling the other one.

Yvette writhed beneath him. She was unbearably hot, especially with Finn’s body hovering above hers. She liked having him between her legs. Wanted to feel the full weight of him on her, their bodies pressed together, legs entwined.

But she didn’t protest when he shifted slightly away from her, his mouth moving from her breasts to blaze a trail down her stomach to her mound. His fingers parted her outer lips as his tongue targeted her clit.

“Finn.” She sighed. His mouth felt heavenly on her body. She lifted her hips as he slid a hand around to her backside and cupped an ass cheek while he went down on her. His tongue stroked her folds and flicked her clit before he sucked gently on it, making her hips jerk upward, effectively pressing her more firmly against his mouth.

He licked her pussy with quick strokes and occasional suckling that had her barreling toward an orgasm faster than she could say “make me come”. The words never made it out of her mouth.

Finn pushed a long finger into her cunt and she came. “Oh God!” It was just as wonderful as her last two orgasms, but it had happened so fast, it’d taken her by surprise.

Finn grinned up at her. “That didn’t take much effort.”

“Oh shut up.” She laughed. “Yes, you are extremely good at eating pussy, okay? I shall never knock your prowess, but don’t expect me to blog about it.” As if she’d advertise this man’s sexual skills. She wanted him all to herself!

That thought did not alarm her the way she once thought it might.

“I told you,” he said. “You inspire me.”

“Are you inspired enough to fuck me?”

The wicked glint in his chocolate-brown eyes gave her the answer she sought.

He moved off the sofa and stripped off his briefs. He took a long swig of vodka and dragged the back of a hand across his perspiring forehead, then went for a condom in her goody drawer.

Finally!

Yvette was this close to jumping for joy.

He returned to the sofa, balancing himself on one knee between her parted legs. His fingers wrapped around her calf and he lifted her leg so it rested against his shoulder. With one foot firmly on the floor beside the couch, he had the right leverage to lean over her, the head of his cock pressing against the opening of her wet cunt.

Their gazes locked and she said, “No more teasing.”

His cock thrust into her and Yvette cried out.

Finn didn’t waste time with a slow rhythm. He pulled out then thrust back into her with a quick, steady pace.

“Oh God!” Her head fell back against the arm of the sofa as Finn leaned farther forward and planted his hand beside her head. He fucked her with hard thrusts and quick strokes, causing her mind to go blank and her eyes to close. “Oh yes,” she whispered. “Just like that.”

She hadn’t had to ask or instruct or beg. He’d known exactly what she wanted and was giving it to her. His thick shaft felt huge inside her, stretching her and hitting all the right spots. He fucked her hard, making her whimper and moan and mumble things that weren’t even coherent.

“Goddamn, you feel good.” He groaned. “So fucking tight. Jesus, Yvette.”

She wasn’t sure how he managed it, but he fucked her even harder. Faster.

“Oh Finn!” She came again, her inner walls contracting, clutching at the hard rod that pleasured her. The sensations were more intense this time, because it was Finn inside her.

“Yes, babe,” he mumbled in her ear. “That’s right. Squeeze me tight.”

She lost all control of her body as it responded innately to Finn’s. Her hips lifted and she ground against him, while also milking his cock with a squeeze-and-release motion that had him breathing heavy and her thinking she was about to have another orgasm.