Wild Lust(26)

He glanced down, and she saw the desire in those blue depths. Knowing he wanted her as much as she wanted him turned her on even more. A rush of warmth burst from her pussy, and she wondered if her juices were running down her inner thighs.

He started to speak, but she stopped him by taking him by the base of his cock with one hand and fondling his balls with the other. She sucked him in and out, loving how she could tell the one big vein apart from the rest of his cock. She wanted to feel it move against her tongue, to let the pulse of it strain against her tongue. Pulling on his cock hard then releasing him slowly, she drew as much of his pre-cum into her mouth as she could get. He was so big, so hard, so perfect for her mouth. She wiggled her fingers and let his soft balls bounce on her hand.

Bending her head, she flattened her tongue against the back of his cock and made a slow, long journey from the tip to the base and back again. He gripped his cock and started pumping. Instead of taking his hand away, she flicked her tongue over the back of his hand then in between his fingers. He moaned, the sound deeper, needier than before as he pumped harder. Yet as delicious as it was to watch him, she wanted him in her mouth even more.

“Charlie, you’re driving me wild.”

She smiled even as she slid his cock inside her mouth again. Sucking, she pulled hard then pushed his cock as far back in her throat as she could handle. His moan sounded more like a growl now, and he bent forward, taking her head between his hands. She tried to keep her mouth on him, to drive him over the edge, then released him in a slow pull.

“Come on me.”

Confusion showed in his eyes until she caressed his cock with first one cheek then the other. “I want you to come in my mouth and on my face.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. On one condition.”

“You sure are a woman with a lot of conditions.”

She grinned in response to his grin. “You have to promise that you’ll get it back up real soon. I want to drink your cum, but I also want you inside my pussy.”

“Damn, woman, you’re a greedy little thing.”

“You don’t know the half of it, cowboy.” She sucked him in again, cutting off any response he could’ve made.

It wasn’t long before he gripped her hair and pulled his cock from her. “Aw, fuck. Here it comes.”

Flicking her tongue over the wet end of his cock, she quickly dragged him back inside. His body jerked as he let his seed go, and she drank him in. He dug his hands into her hair to the point of pain, but she didn’t care. She took in the musky drink then, as his spasms slowed down, she pulled him out and shot the rest of his cum over her bare breasts.

She felt strong, wild, as though the act of spreading his seed over her chest, over her breasts, and over her nipples had unleashed an animal inside her she hadn’t known existed. Leaning back, she rubbed her taut nipples, using the sticky ooze like lotion to soften her skin.

She sat back on her haunches and watched his expression ease from the contortion of the orgasm into one filled with bliss. His cock twitched to life again before his cum had even dried on her. She widened her eyes, amazed that any man could get hard again so soon.

A satisfied smile spread his lips as he gazed down at her. He was a masterful man, a man who could have anyone he wanted, and he’d chosen her. “Now it’s your turn, baby.”

Taking her under the arms, he lifted her to her feet and kissed her. The mix of flavors from his mouth and cock together was a heady combination. If she could bottle his taste, she’d make a million selling to women all over the world.

He never broke the kiss apart as he lifted her higher and moved his big hands to her butt. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. She closed her eyes and clung to him as he moved them to the bed. He lowered her onto the bed, gently, reverently, adoringly. She bit her lip to keep back the tears that threatened to overtake her as he stood up and just looked at her. The love in his eyes was more than she could stand. She had to have him, tonight if that was all he’d ever give her, or forever, if she had her way.

The thought that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him stunned her. But even more, when she thought about living with Blane, Reese was right there with them, side by side until they grew old and died.

“Blane.” How could she tell him what she was feeling? Should she tell him? Could she believe it herself?

“Shh. You need to stay quiet now. Let me pleasure you.”

She played with her nipples, pinching them so they’d stand up, perky and hard. “Whatever you say.”

“That’s my girl.”

Was she his girl? Was she Reese’s? Or was she just another notch in the twins’ belts?