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“C’mon,” he whispered, nuzzling me from behind. He swept my hair aside and kissed the tiny patch of skin at the very back of my neck. “Let me do you right…”

Oh… oh wow…

Shivers exploded down my entire body, causing my legs to tremble. I wanted to turn around. To see his gorgeous face, to kiss him some more as he kept on screwing me.

“Alright,” I said finally. “You talked me into it.”

“More like screwed you into it,” he whispered nastily in my ear.

I sighed over my shoulder, in contented resignation. “Whatever.”

My lover guided me back to the bed, then rolled me onto my back. I spread my legs wide for him. Opened my arms in anticipation of receiving him.

Instead he dropped to the floor and buried his face in my pussy.

FUCK…

I’d always been a fan of being devoured, but Chase took things to another level. He knew how to go fast, and how to go slow. How to open me up gently, like a flower, while playing his tongue along my most sensitive areas before plunging it inside me when the moment was right.

I felt a hand touch mine, and he guided me downward. Pressed my own fingers against my pussy, and rubbed down on them in a circular motion.

“Show me… “ he murmured.

I tossed my head dreamily. “Hmm?”

“Show me what feels good.”

I took over, sliding two fingers down and then splitting them in a ‘V’. Applying that magical amount of pressure to both sides of my clit, while rubbing up and down until I was in an absolute frenzy.

Chase kept eating me, lapping me up from below. He slid a middle finger inside, then curled it upward into my G-spot. The pressure from the inside, coupled with my own hand bearing down from above, was just too much to handle.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”

“Come princess,” he chuckled into my pussy. Chase shoved his finger all the way in, while tickling my clit with the tip of his tongue. “Come for me…”

Unnggghhhhhhhhh…

I exploded, drenching the bed. Drenching my hand, his fingers, his face. For a few beautiful moments, it all faded away. Nothing else existed but the searing white bloom of my own head-thrashing climax, as a delicious flood of endorphins washed over my brain.

I floated back from heaven, aware of the gentle motion of his fingers, his tongue. Even my own hand, moving slow

ly. Still working all possible angles, to elicit every last pulse and orgasmic contraction.

“I need you to fuck me now…” I murmured, my face plastered with satisfaction.

Chase’s whole chin was glazed with my arousal as he slid his face up to meet mine. “Yeah?”

I nodded slowly, spreading my thighs wide. “Yeah.”

My lover pushed between them. He nudged the head of his thick cock against me and held it there, while dragging his lips over mine.

“What about that thing outside?” Chase teased, doing everything but kissing me. “Shouldn’t we—”

I bucked downward hard, shoving him inside me. My head arched on the pillow, my eyes rolling back as my pussy swallowed him greedily.

“That thing can go find its own sex life,” I sighed, as my lover began plowing away.

Twenty-Seven


Tags: Krista Wolf Erotic