So. Long(105)

The pressure in my cunt is so strong that I vibrate with it. My muscles twitch with each swipe of his tongue. When he lets go of that skin at the top of my pussy, he rams at least two fingers inside, pumping them in and out. Each time he pulls back, he licks the cream they bring with them.

“Fuck, Ronnie. You taste amazing.”

I crack my eyes when he doesn’t go back to licking right away. He’s staring at me, his chin wet and a grin a mile wide on his face.

“What?” I ask.

“We have to make this a regular thing. Once is definitely not going to be enough of this pussy. This might be addictive.”

I laugh and lay back as he drops his mouth onto my lower lips, kissing them with as much expertise as he kissed my mouth. Maybe more.

The more he sucks and licks and circles his fingers deep inside, pulling out and rubbing that place at the top of my entrance that makes my hips curl, the tighter the spring is wound.

Soon my abs jump, the heat and pressure so great I can’t even—oh—fuck—the pleasure is too— “Fuck me, Jackson. Just come fuck me. Hard. Now. I want your cock. NOW.”

He laughs, but he doesn’t stop with his tongue. Instead, he readjusts his position. He slips two fingers into my opening and pulls them out and down, right along my seam to that tight little hole in the back.

I clench up and go still.

Jackson licks my slit again, bringing his tongue up to circle my clit as his slick finger explores the other place. “Peaches, I won’t hurt you. Relax.”

He suckles my clit again, and I push up to meet his mouth. He puts a tiny bit of pressure on that puckered place and it’s as though he’s hit a cum button. A flood of liquid heats my core as every muscle in my body coils up and pumps against the finger shoved deep in my pussy. The pressure on my asshole is just enough to make it pulse too.

Jackson continues licking and sucking until all the tremors have subsided. He relaxes his hold on my hips and I lay back, my legs as wide open as they’ve ever been. He takes his sweet time and licks every bit of cream I have, pulling my lips open to get deep inside. His warm breath keeps me at the edge of another climax.

No man has ever taken that much time to make sure I’m satisfied. And I’ve never been so satiated.

He kisses each of my thighs before standing and swiping the back of his arm across the moisture on his mouth and chin. “Now, that’s what I call peaches and cream.”

I roll my eyes. In my peripheral, Bull sits behind the sofa, his chin resting on the top of the back cushion. He looks soulfully into my eyes. His pink tongue darts out and slides over his nose.

I cover my hot face and snap my legs closed tight. “Oh, good God.”

Jack grins. “Bull! GO. She’s mine. Find your own pussy.”





NINE





Ronnie’s breaths are heavy and quick. She’s a hot piece of ass, and she’s smart and sweet, all at the same time. It’s a potent combination. And making her come apart at the seams under my hands and mouth was almost enough to make me come all over the carpet, without even a hand-job to help out.

She peeks out from between her fingers.

“I didn’t mean to embarrass you.” I reach for her wrist.

She lets me pull her up. “I don’t think I’ve ever known a guy who talks so much about what he’s going to do, is doing, or what he’s just done in the bedroom.”

“Well, Peaches, get used to it. I talk for a living. Right now, my hot and hard cock is ready to sink into that tasty pussy. I want to take you from the front and from behind, and then I want to try every other position I can think of until you and I are spent and unable to move much less fuck.”

I run my hands down her back and cup her full ass, giving her cheeks a squeeze. “Sound good?”

She lays her finger over my lips. “Shut up and fuck me already.”

Hot damn.

I swing her up into my arms, and she squeaks.

“One fuck, coming right up. Maybe more.”

Her amazing tits beg for more teasing. Her puckered nipples stiffen under my tongue. I nip one, then the other, earning a delighted squeal from my lover. My dick hardens even more with that word ricocheting through my mind.

Lover.

My lover.

It may be the first time I’ve ever thought of a sex partner as a lover, but for whatever reason, attaching the word to Ronnie seems right.

Her impish grin invites me to kiss those full lips, and she tastes like the seventh realm of heaven. Our tongues dance in time with my hand massaging her breast. My dick rubs the softest, sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted.

My cock is slick with her juice, without even having been sheathed in her yet. She’s ready. I pull away just long enough to take care of protection. Drawing my hips back, I let the head of my erection slip between her lips. The warmth invites me in. It’s like being welcomed home.