“You have to stop, angel, or I’ll come down your throat and it will be over before we make it to the bed.”
This girl actually purses her lips and pouts at me. “What if I want you to come in my mouth?” She crosses her arms over her lace clad breasts, in defiance.
Her sassy mouth is my undoing. I pull her up to her feet and push her until she hits the bed frame and falls backward, sprawling across the mattress. I grab each of her legs, removing those sexy as fuck boots. Another time we’ll leave them on. Tonight I want to feel her. Skin to skin. Nothing in between us. After the boots, I have her bra and panties off in short order.
Standing back, I take in the whole of her body, spread out on my bed and my mouth goes dry. The moonlight is streaming in from the window and highlights the gold in her hair. Her entire body is flushed and glowing like a goddess. I honestly can’t believe she’s here. I’m a lucky bastard to have an angel like her take a chance on an asshole like me. She may not have officially agreed to give me a chance yet, but she will. I’ll make sure of it.
I fall to my knees in front of the bed and between her legs. I can smell how aroused she is from here. Her pussy is pink, swollen, and glistening with moisture, just waiting for me to take a taste.
I run my tongue from the bottom of her slit to the very top, collecting the juices that have gathered there. If it’s possible, her taste on my tongue has made my dick even harder. I wrap my hand around my cock to keep it from going off and stopping things before they’ve even started and go back to enjoying her pussy. As my tongue dips into her tight hole, I hear her mewl above me as she lifts her hips, trying to get more of the pleasure my tongue offers.
“Patience, baby,” I scold her. “You’ll have me inside you soon enough.” She makes a little sound of protest and wiggles her hips at me. I move my tongue up to her clit, laving it leisurely. Batting it slowly back and forth before sucking it into my mouth. Her hips are thrusting up into my face and she’s making noises like an angry kitten.
“Please, please, please, please,” escapes her lips in a whisper. I decide to take mercy on her this time and gently place her clit between my teeth while continuing to rub it with my tongue. That seems to be all she needed. She screams out my name, which almost has me coming all over the sheets, as she convulses against my face. Her fingers are digging into my hair with such force I’m a little worried she’ll pull it out by the handful. She rides through the last few waves of her orgasm as I collect as much of her sweet juices into my mouth as possible.
I need to show her she belongs to me so I’m not wearing a fucking condom. I need to be inside of her with nothing between us, claiming her. This afternoon was an accident, but it won’t be tonight. If she insists on using one, then that’s her choice. But if I’m right, she wants this as much as I do.
I move to position Hollie in the very center of the bed while she catches her breath. I stretch and settle on top of her before claiming her lips once again, feeding all the passion inside me into the kiss, wanting her to know how she makes me feel.
“I’m not using a condom, angel. I’m clean, I promise, but I need to paint your pussy in my cum.” My mouth is on her neck as I breathe in her scent before nipping at her pulse, praying she won’t tell me no.
“I’m clean, too, and I’m on the pill.” There’s a disappointment that runs through me that I don’t have time to examine. Kids aren’t in my immediate plans, but if I was going to have them with anyone, it would be with Hollie.
I push her legs wider apart, settling between them, letting my cock slide back and forth through her crease. She lets out a whimper when my cock hits her engorged clit, still sensitive from her latest orgasm.
Her nails dig into my shoulders as she gazes at me pleadingly. “More, Archer. I need more.”
“Tell me what you need,” I say while continuing to tease her with my cock, the head grazing across her hole, never quite putting it where she needs it.
She’s panting now, arching up into me, leaving scratches along my shoulder and back, giving me pain that’s grounding me in this moment with her. “I need you inside me. I need you to fuck me.”
That’s it, I’m done for. Holding back any longer isn’t an option. I notch the head of my cock into her entrance and pause for a moment before I push into her slowly. She’s still incredibly tight, and it feels like my cock is being strangled. My forehead breaks out in sweat as I work my cock back and forth, slowly sinking deeper inside of her, inch by agonizingly sweet inch.
Hollie’s heels are digging into my ass, urging me on, and it’s all I can do to stop myself from slamming into her, taking her like a wild animal. There’ll be plenty of time for that later.
When I’m finally seated all the way inside her, I let out a groan and lower my forehead until it rests against hers. “You’re fucking perfect, baby.”
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you might like me a little.” She grins before pulling me against her lips again.
Like her a little? That might be the understatement of the century.
I begin moving inside her, keeping my pace slow and steady, letting the pressure and pleasure build for us both. Hollie’s head is tossed back and her mouth is open as she lets out little moans that send shockwaves straight to my cock.
Sex has never been like this with anyone but Hollie. Yes, it’s physically the best sex I’ve ever had, but it’s also the only sex where I’ve felt a connection. It’s like more than just our bodies being connected. Maybe it’s our souls as well. The warm look in her eyes says that she feels this too, and I pray that I’m not just kidding myself.
“Please, more,” she begs me. Who am I to deny my angel anything? Quickening my pace makes her whimper beneath me, increasing in volume. I move my hand down between us and find her swollen clit, working it back and forth as I continue pumping my cock inside her while she clings to me.
That familiar tingle starts at my spine and my balls pull up tightly. I know that I’m about to explode, but I need her to come for me first. I redouble my efforts on her clit and suck one of her nipples into my mouth, giving it a quick nip and tug. That’s enough to send her over the edge and she lets out an unintelligible scream while shaking below me.
Her pussy convulses, and that’s enough to bring me over with her. I throw my head back and let out a roar as load after load of cum moves up my cock and bursts out of my head, burying itself all the way into Hollie’s womb. My stomach muscles are cramping up and my arms are shaking.
Before I can completely collapse on top of her, I roll off and onto my side, pulling her against my body and holding her through the shaking aftermath of both our orgasms. I bury my head into her honeysuckle hair and tell her what a good girl she is, how amazing she feels in my arms, how I want her in my bed every night. Things I should absolutely not be saying to my twenty-two-year-old assistant. But I don’t give a fuck.
As soon as her body shakes cease, I drag myself out of the bed and head into my en suite bathroom. I take a moment to clean myself off, then grab a warm washcloth for Hollie. Once I re-enter the bedroom, I see that she’s sitting up with the sheet pulled up to her chin, suddenly shy.
“Give me the sheet, angel,” I say, holding out my hand for it. She gives out a huff, but puts the corner into my hand. I pull the sheet down to the bottom of the bed. She lets out a squeal and tries covering herself with her arms. “It’s too late, angel,” I chuckle. “I’ve already seen all of you… tasted all of you.” That makes her blush a cute shade of pink I haven’t seen before. Making Hollie blush may be my new favorite hobby. “Open your legs for me.”
“What?” she squeaks out. I climb into the bed next to her and gather her in my arms, kissing the corner of her mouth.