Prodigal Son(50)

“Wow. What a view,” I said as I picked up my own flute and lay down next to her.

“The view from here’s not so bad, either,” she said, as she ran her fingers lightly across my chest.

I heard the phone ringing again from the living room.

Krystal shook her head and looked a little embarrassed. “Let me go turn that thing off,” she said, getting up from the bed. She reappeared a moment later, shaking her head. “Ringer’s off. We shouldn’t be bothered again.”

“Is whoever’s blowing up your phone what’s bothering you?” I asked, admiring her body from across the room.

“Yeah,” she admitted, clearly unwilling to elaborate.

“You want to talk about it?” I asked.

“Nope. Right now there’s something else I want to do.”

“Gonna clue me in?” I asked as she walked slowly toward the bed.

“Definitely,” she answered, as she took the glass from my hand, drained it, and set it on the nightstand.

Krystal walked around to the other side of the bed and crawled in beside me, leaning on her elbow and looking down at me. Her hair brushed my chest, and I couldn’t help but notice that her breasts were still bare and temptingly located within reach. I reached up and ran my hand along the curve of her breast and down along the curve of her hip and let my hand come to rest on her thigh.

She bent down and kissed me while she put her hand between my legs. “Hard again so soon, Luke?”

“Krystal, I can’t help it.” I thought about confessing the fact that I really liked her, but I decided to keep that to myself. I suspected that she had a bit of a thing for bad boys, and I was pretty sure that I didn’t fit that bill … yet. I was going to work on it, though. “Before? The first time? That was just a taste. By the time I’m through with you, you aren’t gonna be walking straight.”

Krystal smiled and began to stroke my cock. “Want me to suck it?” she asked, wide eyed and eager.

“Absolutely.”

She licked her lips like she was getting prepared, and she moved down so that she was between my knees. She held my gaze while she lowered her mouth to the head of my cock, and I thought I was gonna cum right away as she extended her tongue and licked me from base to tip. She licked a drop of pre-cum off me. “Mmmm. You taste good.”

The tone of her voice made me want to fuck her mouth, and when she opened up and took me inside, I lifted my hips and pushed in a little further. She took every inch of me inside her mouth and down her throat. It felt like nothing else in the world existed except for Krystal’s warm, wet mouth on my cock. She worked me, up and down, glancing up from time to time to find me watching her, absolutely enthralled with the sight of a gorgeous woman with her lips wrapped around me. My excitement was building, and I was getting close to a climax when she sat up.

“Oh, my God, Krystal. Don’t stop,” I groaned.

“I’ll swallow your load later. Right now, I want to fuck you.”

She reached over and picked up a condom from the pile I’d tossed onto the nightstand. “Safety first,” she said with a smile, as she opened the wrapper and rolled it down over me.

I reached up and grabbed her tits, squeezing her nipples hard. “I want you to fuck me, Krystal. Right now.”

I expected her to climb on top and ride me while I fondled her tits, but she clearly had other ideas. She stood up on the bed, put one foot on either side of my hips and bent over, giving me an amazing view of her ass and her pussy, clearly wet and ready for my cock. She wiggled her hips from side to side and I realized that she was watching me look at her, enjoying the fact that I was entranced by everything she was showing off. She knelt, facing the foot of the bed, and as she brought her ass and her tattoo down, I knew I’d never wanted anyone as much as I wanted Krystal.

She reached down and guided my cock to her pussy, hovering so that the head just brushed her opening. I wanted to be inside her, but her teasing, slow pace was making the wait delicious. She finally, slowly lowered her body onto my cock, and I was completely buried inside her. She moved — a slow, sexy motion that made it feel like I was reaching every inch of her tight pussy. She ground down on me, rubbing herself from side to side on top of me, and I could tell that she was getting close to cumming as I felt her muscles start to tighten.

I lifted my hips, and she started to writhe, working my cock and her clit at the same time. She reached up and grabbed her breasts, and I imagined her squeezing her nipples as she started to go over the edge. I grabbed her hips as I started to cum. Holding her hips, I felt her muscles start to pulse around me. We came together, and she screamed as I called out her name. She bent forward when she’d finished, and I could see my cock still inside her, stretching her wide, and I knew right then that no other woman would ever be Krystal’s equal.