That fact surges more blood to my cock and I think I’m going to bust right through my jeans. Holy fuck, this is intense.
Emily starts moaning and moving her hips again. Being more gentle, I slide one finger back into her entrance and find her g-spot. I push against it gently while my tongue plays with her clit. I’m so caught up in how I’m making her feel that I keep grinding against the side of the bed.
Her moans get higher in pitch but breathier. The way she’s responding to me is incredible. She’s close, and so am I. The muscles in my back tense in anticipation of it.
And then it happens. Her whole body twists, her legs wrap tight around my head, and her pussy spasms around my finger.
“Steel!” Emily screams.
Fuuuck. A massive shudder courses through my body. I growl into her pussy and blow my load in my jeans. Sweet Jesus. How did she do that to me? How?
Never Say Goodbye (Emily)
My entire body is boiling over. I can’t lie still, and my hips and shoulders writhe around on Steel’s bed. I can’t stop screaming and moaning, even though I’m struggling to breath. All my nervousness has flown out the window.
Steel’s finger and mouth stop for a moment. He leaves his finger in me, which is good, my walls need something to clamp onto. My hips slow, and he lays gentle kisses over my mound and legs.
I sink into the mattress in bliss, and bask in the sensation of the bubbling that still fills my body. My moaning and screaming has stopped, and my chest heaves while I try to catch my breath.
What was that pain earlier? Oh well, it doesn’t matter.
I’m ready for him to climb up here and put his dick in me. Except he said he wasn’t going to. He wasn’t serious, was he?
Steel rests his cheek on my hip and says, “You’re unreal.”
Unable to form words yet, a small groan comes from my throat.
His hands slide up my body, my skin humming under the contact. Before I know it, his body is alongside mine, his hand resting on my breast. It feels good to lie here with him like this, and I close my eyes to listen to his breathing.
With huge effort, I roll onto my side to face him. He’s still wearing his jeans and t-shirt, I can’t wait for him to take them off. Our faces are inches apart, our blue eyes at the same level. Our gazes lock, filling my body with warmth. It’s a comfort almost, and I’m perfectly at ease where I am right now.
“You sure ain’t like any other girl, ever,” he says, his voice low and rich.
The words fill me. I don’t care what Courtney would say, they wrap around me and fill up with something I’ve never known before. And it feels damn good.
I open my mouth to respond, but before I get a word out, his mouth is on mine and he’s kissing me. Not the heated kiss like earlier, it’s a different quality.
I pull away for a second, “Aren’t you going to take your clothes off?” I ask, moving my hand to his crotch and rubbing his dick through his jeans.
“I already said that’s not happening.”
Why does he keep saying that? I don’t understand.
“You promised to show me all your tattoos.”
The tip of his nose brushes against mine, before he tilts his head and kisses me. His kisses start off soft and gentle, before becoming more and more fueled by want. The hand that’s been holding my breast moves, his fingertips caressing it until they circle onto my nipple.
When he pinches my nipple, a shot of heat pools between my legs and a groan escapes my throat. Steel’s kisses move down my body, stopping in the curve of my waist, my hip bones and my inner thighs.
By the time he finally reaches my mound, I’m so full of lust and need I can barely contain myself. I hope no one hears my moaning, but I can’t help myself.
As much as I want him to take his clothes off, any wondering about his clothes vanishes from my mind. Nothing else exists except the pleasure he is bringing my body.
His tongue and his hand make me more and more crazy with each second.
“Steel!” I scream as my back arches involuntarily. An even more powerful orgasm rips through me.
As it subsides, I melt into a puddle under his touch. After the first time tonight, I never thought I’d feel that way again. Yet here I am, thirty minutes later feeling every bit as amazing, if not better.
“Don’t move,” he says.
As if. I vaguely notice him go into his little ensuite washroom and reappear a moment later. Steel stands in the little floor space beside the bed and looks down at me. His eyes travel over my body while his head shakes.
Scratching the back of his neck, he climbs into the narrow bed and lies beside me. I’m still on my back, and he lies on his side.
Steel rests his head on my shoulder. His fingers trail over my breasts, making my nipples stand.