She opens her eyes, biting her lower lip as a wide smile spreads across her cheeks, and then she nods and reaches for me as I slowly unbutton my shirt.
*
*
Every facet of my soul is in Heaven right now as I watch Mr Ledger’s glistening fingers slowly unbutton his favourite white shirt.
My favourite white shirt.
My eyes follow every movement as he reveals more and more of himself with each flick, his dark abs undulating, his thick hairy chest like a forest that I want to bury my face in. He keeps going at the same slow and steady pace, all the way down until the last one pops, and I trace the contours of his Adonis belt, those v-shaped muscles of his that dip inside the waistline of his pants, drawing my eye down and making me quiver.
I can’t take it any longer, and I swing my legs around and under me as I kneel up, running my hands over him, feeling the shape of each thick muscle, running my fingertips between them, along his contours and up and up as his hands take my hips, and then he leans in and kisses me, and it is everything.
My heart melts and I drift away as light as a feather as his palm finds my cheek, his fingers drifting down my back and playing my spine like an instrument as he pulls me closer and closer into him with every desperate half breath I can take until I’m bent against him, and I feel like an angel, my wings spread wide as I soar.
I reach down between us, scrambling to unbutton his pants, tugging at his zip and forcing my lithe hand inside as I search for him, and there I find him, tugging him free and feeling his thickness, sweeping my fingers up his shaft and finding him sticky as I start to pump.
‘Goddamn, Mackenzie,’ he rumbles, his deep voice resonating in my chest and making my tummy tingle as he rolls his head back and closes his eyes. At the same time, I begin to kiss my way down his chest, burying my face in his hair, finding each bump of muscle as it ripples, and grinning wider and wider with every inch as I move closer and closer to his cock.
He surges as I near him, and as he does I look up, finding his eyes and smiling wide and then I part my lips, and ever so slowly, I guide him home.
*
I twitch and pulse as I watch the tip of my thick cock disappear between Mackenzie’s open lips, my whole body bucking as what feels like a tingle of electric current passes through me from end to end as I cross her tongue piercing, my whole body squeezing me, pressuring me, and it’s all I can do not to unload my seed across her perfect tongue as she swirls.
‘Oh fuck,’ I groan, taking her head in my hands, and then her chin in my palm, stroking her with my thumb as she takes me, her luscious lips slipping up and over and down and around my head, never breaking eye contact, her wide eyes like diamonds sparkling in the night.
Then she pulls back and kisses me, breathing deep as she pumps me, and it doesn’t occur to me what she’s about to do until my shaft is halfway down her throat and my entire body is bucking for mercy.
‘Oh shit,’ I groan. ‘Mackenzie, slow down. You’re going to make me-‘ I buck and twist as she sucks harder. ‘Mackenzaargh-‘
And it’s too late.
I feel the rush shooting up from the base of my cock as my balls twitch and she hums as I come, my seed shooting into her, pumping down her throat, over her tongue and spilling.
Away she pulls as it becomes too much, her mouth wet and dripping with my seed as a wide grin crosses her satisfied lips and then to both our surprise I’m not done, and another pump glazes her face as I rock myself back and forth on the spot.
‘Fuck,’ I say, my knees buckling as she leans back in and takes me again, draining me for every drop as my love runs down her cheek.
‘You didn’t really want me to stop,’ she says as she pulls back, her little grin returning.
‘Brat,’ I say, staggering back.
‘Don’t worry,’ she says. ‘You’re not done.’
I stare as she kneels upright, peeling away her dress altogether and throwing it to one side, leaving her bare and sparkling, her tattoos a tapestry of beauty, her flesh freckled and pale, and already I can feel myself hardening.
Then she turns away from me, looking back over her shoulder, her hands sliding down over her breasts, over her tummy, and then around her hips and onto her bare ass before she bends over and lies flat, and parts her thighs.
‘I’m all yours,’ she says. ‘Every inch of me.’
And I lose my pants and kneel forward.
*
I feel Blake’s weight as he shuffles forward, his naked form strong and filled with purpose and a heartbeat later he drops onto me, his big hands on either side of my waist as he kisses my neck, his thick abs pressing against my back and pushing me into the covers.
Then his lips press into my shoulder blade, kissing his way across, his hands tracing their way down my arms as he keeps going, down and down, along the ridge of my spine, all the way to the small of my back as I tingle and twitch.