10
NIALL
“Your turn, lass,” I tell her, pulling my cock free of her lips. Even now, right after my orgasm, I can’t stop lightly stroking myself, feeling the shuddering, oversensitive pleasure of my climax lingering. She looks so fucking beautiful wearing my cum, streaked across her lips and chin, and those perfect tits. When she arches her back and licks some of it off with a lustful glint in her eye, I think I’ve died and gone to fucking heaven. My cock throbs, half-hard, and I know I’m going to fuck her again before the night is over, just like she wanted.
I roll onto my back on the other side of the bed, still unable to stop touching myself. This is better than anything I’ve felt withanywoman, even the one I’m trying to bloody hard not to think of, this bone-deep desire almost frightening in its intensity. It’s been a long time since I’ve gotten hard more than once in a night, but with Gabriela, I seem barely able to go soft. And right now, all I want is the taste of her pussy on my tongue. “Come, let me eat you out while I get hard again, so I can fuck that sweet pussy and arse. Come here.”
“What do you—” Gabriela looks confused, biting her lower lip. I grin at her, enjoying her innocence and the filthy things I can teach her.
“Straddle my face, lass,” I explain. “Ride my tongue while I eat you out.”
“But you—earlier—” She flushes harder, and I know she’s thinking of my cum buried deep inside her from when we were out in the desert. I don’t give a fuck—I’d eat her with it still dripping off her sweet, swollen folds. All I want is her.
“I don’t care,” I tell her firmly, grabbing her waist to pull her towards me. “Be a good girl, Gabriela, and sit on my face.”
She lets me maneuver her then, so she’s straddling my chest, gripping the headboard with a look of nervous lust in her eyes. My hand slides between her legs, my cock already tingling with the return of my hard-on as I stroke her swollen folds. “I want to find out how wet you are first, lass,” I murmur, enjoying the way she chews on her lower lip, the pinkness of her cheeks that tells me she’s both embarrassed and aroused. I’ve had virgins before, but never one like Gabriela, one both eager in bed and shy all at once. It’s the most intoxicating combination I’ve ever encountered. “I want to know how much fucking your sweet mouth with my cock turned you on—ohfuck.”
She’s slippery, so wet that my fingers can’t find purchase for a moment, drenched for me. My cock jerks with arousal, already wanting to be inside of her, but I’m determined to taste her first. To make her come, screaming, riding my face.
Gabriela lets out a cry of pleasure as I stroke her clit, gripping the headboard, her mouth open in a soft O of pleasure as her hips buck into my hand, more of her wetness flowing over my fingers. “With you this wet,” I tell her amusedly, “maybe it won’t be as difficult to fuck your arse as I thought. Come here, lass, and let me taste it.”
I’m still in shock that she asked for that, unsure if I should go through with it. With any other woman, I’d have refused. Gabriela was a virgin just a few nights ago in every way, and I’m hard-pressed to think any woman so newly deflowered is ready to take a cock up her arse. But I know I’m leaving soon, that there’s an expiration date on this thing between us. Something about the idea of leaving Gabriela with every part of her body claimed by me, ensuring that no other man can have any speck of her for the first time, arouses something hot and primal in me. A masculine need to ravish her, to make sure that every inch of her body inside and out is mine for the first time, and anyone who comes after me will always be an afterthought.
I’m well aware that isn’t normal or healthy for a relationship like this, a fling where very soon we’ll never see each other again, but I can’t fucking bring myself to care. Gabriela makes me feel good in every way a man could want, and I want to do the same for her.
“Now ride my face, lass,” I insist as I pull her astride my mouth. “You’re not too heavy, and you won’t suffocate me. I want you to ride my tongue like a cock, and come as many times as you can until I’m hard again. And then—” I squeeze her ass, feeling the soft flesh under my fingers, my cock swelling against my thigh. “I’ll take you here just as you asked me to.”
Gabriela cries out when I press my tongue against her, rocking her hips onto my mouth helplessly as I circle her slippery entrance. I know she’s still full of my cum from earlier. Thankfuckshe’s on birth control because the idea of pushing it deeper inside of her with my tongue has me getting hard already, ruining my better judgment. I want every one of her holes full of my cum, her pussy stuffed with it, her arse too, and by the end of the night, they will be.
Her head falls back as I slide my tongue inside her, fucking her with it, licking at the sensitive inner spots as she lets out a cry of pleasure. Her back arches and I grip her hips tighter as she starts to ride my face, enjoying every fucking second of it. She’s drenching my face until all I can smell and taste is her, and I’m already rock-hard, throbbing with the need to fuck her until she screams my name.
Gabriela lets go of the headboard with one hand, reaching down to massage her neglected clit, but I grab her wrist firmly, tipping my head back so that my tongue slides out of her pussy, leaving her dripping wet and hovering over my mouth.
She moans in protest, and I grin. “No touching, lass,” I tell her firmly. “Hold onto the headboard, and come for me just as soon as you can.”
“I can’t,” she breathes, her hips jerking needily, pushing down towards my mouth. My greedy girl, wanting her orgasm so badly—and I want to fuck her to it, feel her clenching around my cock as she comes—but not yet. “I need more,” Gabriela whimpers shamelessly, andfuckif I think I’ll ever find a woman who turns me on as bloody much as this one does.
I chuckle as I pull her back down onto my tongue, thrusting it back into her the way I want to do with my cock, denying her a little longer as well as myself as I lick the soft spongy flesh inside that I know will drive her wild. She cries out, grinding against my mouth, and I can feel the pre-cum dripping down my aching cock as I finally give her what she wants.
When I press my fingers to her clit, she goes wild. Her back arches deeply, her hips grinding down onto my face until she nearly cuts off my air, but I couldn’t fucking care less. I’m drowning in her pussy, in the sweet smell and taste of her, dripping over my lips and tongue and chin as I feel her fluttering and clenching against my tongue. I could lay here all night and let Gabriela fuck my face just the way I did hers.
My cock is so hard it hurts from the taste of her, but I need to make her come again, just like that. I have no idea if tonight is our last night, and I need more.
I need all of her.
I pull back, looking up into her flushed, beautiful face. “I know I said as many times as you could before my cock was hard again, lass. And god knows I’m hard as iron already, from the taste of you flooding my mouth like that. But I want at least one more before I fuck you.”
Gabriela cries out as I yank her firmly astride my mouth again, this time focusing entirely on her clit, sucking and licking until I can feel how close she is to coming already. I can’t help sliding my tongue into her again, feeling her flutter and clench around it from the aftershocks of her first orgasm, but I give her clit most of the attention, wanting to make her come that way.
“Please, Niall, please, please—” she begs me, hands squeezing the headboard as she rocks against my tongue, and I give her what she’s begging for. I suck her clit into my mouth, fluttering my tongue over the hard swollen flesh the way I know she likes, and I can feel the pre-cum slickening my aching cock as Gabriela comes apart on my face.
She twists and grinds onto my mouth, her moans turning into screams that sound almost like my name, and the moment her orgasm starts to recede, I lift her off my face.
“I thought about once more, lass,” I tell her, my voice strangled with lust. “But I’m so fucking hard it hurts. I need to be buried inside you, aye?” My cock leaps at just the thought, slapping against my tense abs, and I pat the side of her hip. “Hands and knees, lass, and I’ll make you come at least once more while I’m buried in your arse.”
Gabriela obeys without hesitation; the quickness with which she gets on her hands and knees, her beautiful slender body arched for me, arse and pussy presented for my pleasure as she spreads her thighs, has me groaning with need. She’s so willing, so eager, and nothing could ever turn me on more. I like being a little rough in bed, dominating, playing a bit—but I’ve never had a taste for forcing a woman, even in play. I want them begging for my cock, not pretending to refuse it, and Gabriela begs sweeter than anyone.
I grip her thighs, spreading her wider still, wanting her displayed for me. All that pink, wet, swollen flesh, dripping with my cum and hers, and it arouses me to the point of madness. “That’s it, lass, let me see you,” I groan, the view making my cock lurch and throb as I take in the sight of her presenting the last of her innocence to me. “All wet and swollen and pink for me—”