She says she wants pleasure. Oh, I'll give her some fucking pleasure.
I begin to lick her up and down the way she needs, sucking her sweet clit. My tongue rides her tight hole, licking her the way she needs. My cock aches as I run my hand over her ass, eating her deeper, sucking her cunt as I finger her nice and slow.
“There you go, baby,” I groan.
She's clutching the sheets on my bed. Her back arching as I begin to finger fuck her the way her body needs.
“Oh God,” she whimpers, “oh God. I can't. I can't. You're going to make me…”
“Yeah,” I tell her. “That's exactly what I'm going to make you do. I'm going to make you come all over my fucking face. You understand?”
She laughs but it's mixed with a moan as she begins to unravel against me. I suck her sweet slit as she comes against my mouth. Fucking her with my tongue is my pleasure and delight.
“My God,” I growl as she gets off against me, riding my mouth like I'm a fucking horse.
My girl is wet. Her knees fall open. Her juicy cunt so ready for my cock. She's panting and grabbing at my shoulders.
“Come here,” she says. “Kiss me, kiss me please.”
I give her what she needs.
“That's me on your lips,” she moans. “I taste myself.”
“Yeah, darling. That's you.”
“Oh my God,” she cries, wrapping her legs around me. Her knees hitching around my hips. “Rye, you make me feel so good. This is what it feels like to be alive,” she says.
“Yeah,” I say. “And you're not gonna wake up from some make-believe fantasy. I promise, Prairie. This is real.”
She smiles, sated and sublime. “Real as ever.”
I pet her pussy, unable to stop. Fuck. I love how innocent her ripe cunt is. I need my cock in her hole so fucking bad.
“Do you think I'm ready to be filled up by you?” she asks, her mouth dripping with eagerness.
“Yes, darling. I think you are,” I say, my cock rock-hard at her words.
She grins. “Good. But first, can I put you in my mouth?”
8
PRAIRIE
Rye smiles wide, and I laugh, loving that I'm making him happy and that my body can make him feel so good. That his mouth can make me feel so electric and alive.
I run my fingers through his hair as he wraps his arms around my waist, drawing me to him.
Wrapping my legs around him, I sit in his lap, his thick cock between us. I lick my lips. “I meant what I said,” I tell him. “I want to suck you. I want to feel you in my mouth. Before I take you in my pussy.”
“I know what you said. And those are maybe the best words I've ever heard in my fucking life, Prairie.”
I smile at him, breathing him in. He smells like such a man, like cedar trees and firewood. Like the mountains where he was born and raised. This man who is pure and real and raw.
Who's choosing me.
“I'm so happy right now,” I say. “I didn't think it was possible to feel so good.”
“Me either,” he says.