“Yes!” she yells as her hips buck against my mouth.
“Shh, baby,” I tell her when I come up for air.
“Mmhm…” is all she can say.
I dive back in, sucking on her clit while she trembles at the tip of my tongue. Slowly, I slip a finger into her tight little entrance. Her hands grip the edge of the counter as she hangs on for dear life.
I curl my finger up, finding her G-spot while working my tongue over her clit, licking and sucking and bringing her higher and higher. I can feel her tensing; her body strung so fucking tight. I want to feel her snap.
When I add a second finger, Gwen gasps and bows her back, writhing and crying out her orgasm. Her pussy pulses, gripping my fingers and sucking them further inside. I continue to thrust my fingers in and out of her and she just keeps coming, again and again.
Beautiful.
Her mouth is open in a silent scream as her body trembles out the last of her orgasm. She’s gasping for air, flushed, sweating, and just so goddamn gorgeous.
I remove my fingers, and she whimpers. I chuckle before licking them clean, savoring the taste of her on my tongue. I stand and lean over to kiss Gwen, letting her taste herself. I feel her arms wrap around my neck as she tries to pull me closer.
I kiss her again because I can’t seem to get enough of her. She melts into me, her soft body fitting perfectly against my hard one.
“We should really stop,” she whispers against my lips, totally unconvincingly.
“Yeah,” I agree, before diving back into her mouth and angling her head up so I can have more of her. I want to consume Gwen, breathe her in, let her dissolve into my bloodstream.
My hands have a mind of their own as they reach down and cup Gwen’s juicy ass, dragging her lithe body against mine, brushing her hot center over my raging hard cock. I kiss a trail down her neck, over her shoulder, before I rest my head there.
"Tell me to stop, Gwen," I pant, still recovering from our last kiss.
“Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop, Remy,” she moans, fumbling with my belt and zipper.
“I’m going to fuck you right here in the bathroom with our friends and family and God knows who else right outside. Is that what you want, baby?”
“Yes,” she pants, her green eyes turning wickedly dark as she pulls my thick dick out. Gwen strokes me, slowly at first and then faster.
“Shit, baby, slow down. I’m not going to last,” I grunt.
“Me either. Please, I need you.”
Hearing Gwen beg for my cock is the sweetest and sexiest goddamn thing I’ve ever heard in my life.
I line myself up to her entrance and look up at her, needing her permission one more time. “Are you ready, baby? Are you sure?”
“Yessss,” she whines, wiggling her hips. “Please, Remy, please…”
I growl and thrust into her, groaning at how goddamntightshe is. Possessiveness takes hold of my thoughts, my actions, my goddamn soul.
“More, Remy. I want to feel you.”
Gwen grips my shoulders to keep herself steady. I grab her hips, angling them until I find that one spot…
She gasps and bites my shoulder to keep from crying out her pleasure. I hammer into her most sensitive spot over and over, reveling in the way her tight cunt squeezes me. She feels like fucking heaven and tastes like sin.
I suck on Gwen’s neck, nibbling her pulse point and kissing my way up to her mouth. I’m going to lose it any fucking second, but I need her to get there before me. As if reading my thoughts, Gwen bites her bottom lip to keep quiet. Her eyes lock on mine, searing me with a desperate look.
“Are you going to come for me, baby?” I whisper while picking up my speed. She nods, a whimper caught in her throat. “Good. I’m going to fucking come too. We do it together, you hear me?”
Another nod.
I rest my forehead on hers and tunnel in and out of her. Sweat drips down our foreheads, our breaths mingling as we pulse and thrust together towards our end.