“Yes. I want it so badly.”
“You want me to fuck your pussy.”
“Yes.”
She ran her hands up and down his dick.
Pulling his fingers from her cunt, he licked the cream right off. “Suck my dick, baby.”
Chapter Three
Moving off the bed, Suzy went to her knees before him. Something happened to her when he was in control. She loved the way Pixie took charge, and there was no fighting. Neither of them battled anything when they were together in this moment. She submitted to him, and he dominated her. It wasn’t a BDSM thing. He was the man, and she was the woman.
Her pussy was on fire for him, and the more he prolonged it, the more aroused she became.
Wrapping her fingers around the length of his dick, she saw the pre-cum gathering out of the little tip at the top. Flicking her tongue over it, she relished the guttural sounds he made. His whole body seemed to shake with the simple touch of her tongue.
“You have no idea what you do to me. You suck cock so damn good,” he said.
She moaned around his dick, taking more of him to the back of her throat. She took him as deep as she could without retching.
“Fuck, baby.” He pumped his hips, and she released his cock to hold onto his thighs. Glancing up at him, she saw he was staring down at her.
He gripped her hair and held onto her, taking over the pace she used.
Slowly, he started to fuck her face, and she sucked him in deep. When he hit the back of her throat, he didn’t pull back immediately. He waited a few seconds, and finally pulled back. Bracing his legs, he started to take long, steady thrusts, moving inside her mouth as he did.
“I love seeing my dick in your mouth. It’s so much better than my imagination.”
He loved talking throughout, and she loved hearing him. His voice made her forget about her fears and worries, and she focused all on him.
“Take all of it.” He thrust into her mouth, and normally she would have withdrawn, but this time, she relaxed and took him as deep as he wanted to go. Staring up into his eyes, she trusted him to know what to do with her body.
Tears came to her eyes, and he pulled back, giving her time to catch her breath. He did this several times before pulling away. He dropped down to his knees, took hold of her face, and slammed his lips down on hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him in close. Her body pressed up against his, and she loved how hard he was to her softness. His chest, arms, and back were covered in tattoos. She loved tracing over them when they were alone.
He broke away from the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, sucking on her pulse, flicking his tongue across down to her breasts, and over her nipples. She licked her suddenly dry lips, moaning as he captured a nipple and sucked it into his mouth. He sucked one nipple hard, then moved onto the next, sucking her into his mouth. She opened her eyes, and saw them in the mirror across from the bed. He was so much bigger than she was, in every single way.
Being with Pixie made her feel small, delicate, different.
“I need to taste you.”
He stood, grabbing her and pushing her to the bed. Before she could do anything else, he had her legs spread, and was resting between them.
She went to her elbows, and watched as he swiped his tongue through her pussy. Screaming his name, she closed her eyes, loving the way his tongue danced over her clit. He slid down, fucking inside her before moving back up to suck her clit.
Pushing her pussy up to his face, she ran her fingers into his hair, holding onto his head as she did.
He flicked her clit. His movements were slow, and she loved it when he took his time. Sometimes a quickie was not what she enjoyed. There were times and places for that. On rare occasions they got her apartment and they were able to take their time. Since Grace had moved out, and Chloe began to go steady with Richard, they had more time.
Suddenly, Pixie stopped, and got off the bed, leaving her hanging.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“It’s time for me to show you my little toy.”
She had looked all over the bedroom, and couldn’t find it.
He moved over the bed so that his dick was in her face. Rolling her eyes, she looked up to find him pulling a small brown paper bag from beside the bed. He’d hidden it between her drawers and bed.