Austin
She’s calmer now, and the way she bounced back from being chased by armed thugs… That tells me that she doesn’t really need a savior. Fuck, if I hadn’t showed up I’m betting that she might have kicked those two guys' asses all by herself. That’s Destiny; she doesn’t need a savior.
It was hard hearing her tell the truth… How Lester twisted her arm so that she would spy on me, and how in the end he fucked her over by raiding her club. But, in a way, it makes me feel better that the truth is out now. I believe her, and I believe that we’ll get through this.
“Come here,” she purrs, laying one hand on my knee and turning to face me. Smiling, I place my hand on top of hers and lean in, parting my lips and fitting them against hers.
“Are we going to finish what we started back at the club?” I tease her, tucking one lock of hair over her ear. Lifting her legs, she places them over mine and sits on my lap, placing both her arms around my neck. She gives me a gentle kiss and then looks me in the eyes, a grin flourishing on her lips.
“Yes, we are,” she purrs again, and my cock starts hardening. She notices it and, her grin widening, she starts moving her hips and grinding her ass against my growing thickness. “Except this time,” she continues, “I’m going to be the one in control.”
Without giving me the time for a response, she runs her fingers through my hair and yanks. I throw my head back and she just smiles at me, her eyes locked on mine, and then she turns around so that she’s straddling me.
“You think I’ll let you take control like that?” I defy her, but I already know what her answer is going to be.
“I don’t need you to let me do anything… I take what I want, when I want it.” With that, she pushes her skirt up to her waist and presses her crotch against mine. My cock pushes against the fabric of my dress, aching to feel her wet pussy, and she presses hard against it. At the same time, she lets go of my hair and takes both her hands to my shirt. Grabbing me by the collar, she tugs on the shirt fiercely and the buttons pop out of the fabric, scattering all around floor.
“That’s one expensive shirt,” I tease her, enjoying the way she seems to be possessed by a frenzied lust.
“That’s what you get for ruining all of my dresses,” she shoots back, and then leans into me and presses her lips against my neck. Instead of kissing, she pulls my skin between her teeth, biting harshly. I groan as she does it, my cock pulsing violently as I let desire take control over me.
Her hands are on my chest, carefully tracing the contour of my pecs and then going down to the hard lines between my abs; I grab her by the ass, pulling her into me as I lift my hips up from the couch, pressing the shape of my hard cock between her thighs.
Needing her naked body more than I ever needed anything in my life, I then grab at her blouse and pull it out, forcing her to raise her arms up in the air. I throw it to the floor and then lean in at once, taking my mouth right to between her delicious tits. I push one of the cup
s of her bra down, baring one hard nipple, and lose no time; I wrap my lips around it, circling it with my tongue as my heart starts pounding so loudly it resembles a machine gun.
She moans as I suck hard on her nipple, and so I do the next logical thing; I take my hands to her back and undo the clasp there. With quick movements, I tug the straps down her arms and simply throw the bra on top of her discarded blouse. I lean back against the couch for one simple second, time enough for me to take in the sight of her perfect round and perky tits, her rosy nipples calling to me; I reach for them and squeeze them, her warm flesh shifting under the soft touch of my fingers.
That’s when she decides to reignite the movement of her hips; swaying back and forth, she grinds against my twelve inches like a woman possessed. Fuck, this is so good I might just come like this. Seriously, not all women know how to dance over a man’s cock, but Destiny sure has all the right moves down. But I won’t let myself go like this; when you have a woman like her aching to fuck you, you have to enjoy all of her, and that to the very end. She won’t make it easy for me, though.
Moving with cat-like movements, she suddenly goes up to her feet and turns on her heels. I try and reach for her skirt, deciding to take it off, but she’s faster; she sits back down on my cock, her back to me, and starts rocking her hips once more.
I hook my fingers on her hips and start moving my body as well, trying to keep up with her rhythm. I throw my head back and close my eyes, savoring the way she’s pretty much stroking me with her ass cheeks. Fuck, I just want to ravage her—all of her. I want to fuck her sweet little mouth, take over her tight pussy and show her that her ass is mine. But I have to be honest too; if anything, right now she’s the one showing me that she owns my cock in a way no other woman can. She wasn’t joking when she said she wanted to take control.
“You know what are you doing to me, don’t you?” I whisper, trying to choke down a groan as she thrusts back at my cock even harder.
“I’m driving you crazy, I know that,” she tells me with a delicious chuckle, and starts going so hard that I actually have to tense up every single muscle in my body and take a deep breath to stop myself from coming. Don’t think I’m being weak; any other man would have already come, you can take that to the bank. “And I’m going to keep going until you can’t take it any more.”
“Fuck, I already can’t take it,” I groan, grabbing at her tits and leaning back against the couch. I’m pinching at both her nipples, thrusting against her, and I’m fucking desperate for her pussy.
I slide my hands down the side of her body, taking them to her thighs, and I grab at the string of thong that laces her waist. Breathing out harshly, I pull the thong against her outer thigh, and I only stop when I hear that maddening ripping sound. She raises her hips slightly, allowing me to pull the thong off of her, and then she goes up to her feet. My heart skips a beat as I stare at her bare ass, but then she pivots, turning around to face me. She raises one leg and places her foot right between my thighs, her heel dangerously close to my crotch.
My eyes dart to the delicious slit between her thighs and, as if she can read my thoughts, she goes up on the couch, position her feet by the side of my body. Her pussy is right in front of my face, and I can barely restrain myself. I place my hands on her ass cheeks, grabbing them so hard that she can’t help but moan. I pull her into me, craning my neck so that my mouth is aimed straight at her pussy, and then I lay my lips on her inner thighs. I start kissing up her groin, teasing her, but she just yanks on my hair and forces me to straighten my neck. Moving fast, she pushes her hips forward and presses her pussy right against my mouth. Yeah, she’s taking control, all right.
I open my mouth as wide as I can, sucking on her folds one at a time; I take them inside my mouth, running my tongue up and down their length as I take in her sweet fluids into my mouth. I never thought that a woman’s pussy could taste this fucking heavenly. I swear I could live up on her pussy alone, devouring her for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
“That’s it,” I hear her sigh, the sound of her voice making me devour her even more eagerly. I wrap my lips around her clit, lapping at it with my tongue, and she grabs at my hair even more harshly. I feel the muscles in her thighs tensing up, but she’s not ready to come yet; first, she lifts one leg up, placing her foot on the headrest of the couch and offering me a better angle at her pussy. I don’t let it go to waste and start running my tongue up and down the length of her wetness, ravishing her in such a way that I’m actually surprising myself. I sure know how to go down on a woman, but I don’t think I’ve ever done it this perfectly. Of course, the merit is all hers: she’s driving me so fucking crazy that she’s bringing out the best in me.
With my hands still on her ass, I spread her cheeks wide and then brush one finger over her crack. I place it right above her asshole and then I start pushing my fingertip against it. She gasps, the muscles in her legs tensing up even more, and then I just slide my finger inside her ass. Screaming, she pushes her pussy against my mouth so harshly that I’m surprised she didn’t break my neck.
“Oh, fuck,” she moans, rubbing her pussy all over my face. Jabbing at her insides with my tongue, I feel her pussy tightening up, slight spasms taking over her body. Fuck, I just wish I could feel what she’s feeling right now.
Moving slowly, she finally climbs down from the couch and takes one hard look at me. She grins, her eyes roaming over my lips, and I can only imagine the sight in front of her; her fluids are dripping down my chin, and I probably have a fucking stupid smile on my face right now.
“Come,” she orders, offering me her hand. I take it and she pulls me off of the couch. “I want a proper bed this time,” she grins, and I just pull her into me and pick her up. Carrying her in my arms, I walk across the living room and go straight for my bedroom, nudging the door open with the tip of my foot.
I throw her on top of the bed, the mattress shifting under her weight, and I kick off my shoes before following after her. My knees are on the edge of the bed, and she comes closer to me and, placing both her hands on my shoulders, pushes my shirt down my arms. She lunges at me like a feral cat, her mouth going straight for one of my nipples, and she nibbles at it so hard that I wince.