Not one minute ago he was on the floor proposing to me and now he’s devouring me.
The contrast is startling and has me dripping wet with both excitement, pleasure, and equally as important the pleasure that’s about to come.
He kisses across my collarbone as he kneads my breast. He finds my nipple and rolls it gently between his fingers and I feel it elongating, pebbling, waiting to be taken into his mouth…waiting to feel in drag across his skin as we make body to body contact as he slides across the top of me as he enters me with his cock for the first time.
I reach back with both hands frantically grabbing a hold of his cock and stroking him as his long rod pokes me in the ass.
“Fuck, you’re so big,” I say.
“You did this to me, and you’re the one who’s going to feel the consequences,” he says into my ear from behind.
“Good. Hold me fully responsible,” I say. “And hold me down if you have to…if it doesn’t fit.”
“Damn, you’re a naughty girl aren’t you?”
“Your naughty girl. Only yours.”
“That’s right and that ring on your finger proves it to the world,” he says. “And now I’m going to show you what it means to be mine.
Suddenly he spins me around and then his arms find my waist stopping my movement as he pulls me in close, chest to chest before he lifts me high.
I feel myself flying through the air before suddenly I land on my back on the bed, bouncing a couple inches above the mattress like it’s a fluffy cloud.
“Oh my god,” I say.
“You want to do that again, don’t you?”
“Yes!” I say.
“Not until I do this first,” he says as he walks toward me with his shoulders taking turns swinging in my direction like he’s some kind of primal hunter that’s coming to claim the prey he’s wounded.
But I’m not wounded at all. I want to be caught. And I want to be devoured.
When he reaches the oversized bed, which must be a California King or even bigger, he grabs me by the panties and slides my body back toward him.
When my ass finds the edge of the bed I grab ahold of the ultra-soft, down comforter stopping my movement, but one thing sure doesn’t stop.
My panties, which slide clean off before he tosses them to the side as he raises my legs high.
He takes an ankle in each hand and kisses his way down the inside of my right calf, stopping at the side of my knee to make eye contact before he continues down the inside of my thigh.
“Oh god, Bishop. Yes,” I moan as I thrust my back into the bed and hold onto that comforter for dear life.
The teasing and tormenting is killing me as he nears my sex.
I feel my forearms tighten and my fingers dig into the mattress as he gets closer and closer until he kisses just around the outside of my folds.
I know I’m a big wet mess and I don’t care.
All I care about is feeling this pleasure he’s about to give me, and the anticipation that’s beyond a fever pitch that he’s already provided.
“Now it’s time for a grown man to have a real treat,” he says. “My fucking treat.”
His tongue flicks my clit and my eyes squeeze and I clench my teeth.
“Oh yeah. Right there,” I get the words out but they’re barely decipherable.
But this man doesn’t need any help as he knows just which buttons to press as he pushes his tongue right into my bud which drives me absolutely wild to the point I feel like I’m already ready to finish.
But just as quickly as he gave me pleasure he takes it away and I lunge my pelvis forward grinding my opening into his jaw, making a wet mess of his face for sure.
“You taste so damn good,” he says in-between licks and a couple hissing sounds as he sucks in my juices.
“Fuck, this is the most incredible…oh fuck!” he says not able to finish his sentence.
I feel a single digit slide inside me and my pussy tries to keep it, but I can’t. He’s too big and too strong.
“This is how fucking amazing you taste,” he says as he brings his finger up to my mouth and rubs it across my lips.
I’m not sure what to do at first, but the feel of that thick finger at my lips makes me realize I just might have an oral fixation. My head slides forward as my mouth opens and I take his finger into my mouth and then pull my head back, sucking his finger clean.
I move my head forward again onto his finger as if I’m blowing it and at the same time he slides two finger inside me in rhythm to my sucking.