“Yes.”
“Your little pussy is practically overflowing right now, isn’t it?”
“Yes. I’m soaked.”
I took her by the back of the head and pressed my cock into her mouth. “Then suck on my big cock.”
She began to slowly work my tip, sending pleasure flowing through my body. I took her hair in my fist, gently guiding her as she sucked my cock, working my length with her lips and tongue.
I looked down the length of her body, her hair spilling out around her spine. I loved the curve of her ass as she sucked my fat cock, working it like she was starving. That was what I loved about Claire: she seemed like she couldn’t get enough of my cock and cum.
Of course, I didn’t blame her. There was something animalistic and intense between us, and we fucked like there wasn’t going to be a morning. It was almost overwhelming, but I lived on the edge, my entire life one long string of potential destructions.
As she sucked me, I could feel my pulse pounding. I wondered if her father was going to walk upstairs and find his precious daughter’s lips wrapped around her military stepbrother’s cock, and that only made me fucking harder.
“Suck my cock,” I whispered. “Suck every last drop from me, you dirty girl.”
She worked my length, hand jerking my shaft as her lips sucked, and I groaned. Fire spilled from my lips and body, and I felt like I was glowing.
“That’s right, suck my big dick. Working that cock with your tongue. Take it all
into your throat. I want to see you take it.”
I watched as she tried to take as much of my cock into her throat as possible. She pulled back, gasping.
“I can’t fit it all,” she said.
“You just need practice,” I replied.
She got back to work, and I suddenly needed her pussy. I needed to fuck her raw and deep until she screamed my name and came hard. As I moved to pull away, she looked at me.
“No. I want to taste you.”
I stared at her. “I want that pussy,” I grunted.
“Later. Now, you come in my mouth.”
I grinned. “Can’t disappoint a lady, can I?”
She went back at it with a renewed intensity, and I kept my hands on the back of her head, fucking her mouth. If she wanted my come, then I’d give it to her. I’d shoot my hot load deep into the back of her throat. I was losing myself in her mouth and her body, her sweet ass bare as she worked my cock.
I could feel it building in my balls, growing in the tenseness of my cock, ready to explode. If she wanted it, I’d give it to her. I’d let her swallow all my cum.
It flew through me as I grabbed her head and held her there, coming deep into her mouth. She took it all and didn’t bat an eye as I exploded, grunting loudly, not able to control myself. She was so fucking incredible, and I wanted to savor the moment as my cum shot into her mouth and she swallowed every last drop.
Finally, I collapsed onto the bed, sighing.
“What was that for?” I asked.
“Felt like sucking you off,” she said matter-of-factly.
“Fuck, girl,” I growled at her. “You’re too much.”
“You can handle it.”
“Damn right.”
I grabbed her and kissed her deeply, not caring if my taste was still on her tongue. I kissed her deep and good, breaking off after a second.
“Talked to your dad down there,” I said, our bodies intertwined on the bed. She didn’t seem to mind that I was still sweaty from my run, and neither did I.
“I don’t want to hear about my dad right now,” she said, laughing.
“Sorry, but you’ll have to.” I paused to kiss her neck. “He says he knows exactly who Joshua is.”
“That’s good. He can call the police.”
“Actually, no. Local cops won’t be much help, and he doesn’t want the bad press.” I paused, sighing. “No. I’m dealing with it.”
She sat up, propped on one elbow.
“No, Nathan. You don’t need to do that.”
“Yes, I do. I need to finish these fucks. They’ve annoyed me one too many times.”
“This doesn’t have anything to do with that.”
I took her fiercely by the chin and kissed her hard again. “Actually, it does.”
“What do you want?” she whispered, her eyes wide.
“I want that pussy,” I said, putting my hand between her legs. She gasped. “I want those lips. I want to make you fucking come. And I want to murder the men that hurt you.”
“Nathan, I can’t let you,” she said.
I began to stroke her slowly. “You can’t stop me, princess.”
“Maybe,” she said, trying to keep herself composed but beginning to squirm as I worked her wet pussy. “But I can withhold sex.”