I want to remember my performance tonight as being suave and skilled, but I’m pretty certain the only benchmarks I’m hitting are desperation and devotion. I need to make her come a few times before I get inside her, because I have zero confidence I’ll be able to last.
I move between her knees once I get her completely undressed. From where I’m kneeling, the peaks and rises of her belly and breasts form the perfect landscape to my personal nirvana.
“Fuck me, Bunny. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you on your back for me. Naked. Pussy all bare and glistening. Waiting for my mouth.” The filthy words have her squirming beneath me, and I make a mental note to keep giving her all the nasty needs she inspires in me.
I figured she likely keeps things pretty trimmed down here. The costumes the dancers wear are tasteful but sensual, and I’ve heard the girls chatting in the break room enough times about how they landscape and which methods work best. All the overheard gossip and girl talk in the world couldn’t prepare me for the sight I see, right now.
The tiniest tuft of dark brown curls are perched at the top of her mons, just above the split of her puffy lower lips. My hands grasp her inner thighs and nudge her legs into a wide split. I watch as the distance pulls until those little, pink cushions unfurl to reveal her deep rosy center. Standing tall between her parted labia, her clit rises like a hooded monument to hedonism.
“Please, Jonah, please.”
One day, I want to make Sirena beg me, but right now, I need to make her come as much as possible to get her ready for me. Logically, I know she’s given birth, so she can handle my size and then some. Earlier today, she mentioned it’s been a really long time, though, and I don’t want to hurt her.
I lick alongside her clit, sucking one plump lip into my mouth at a time before releasing them with a pop. Sirena grunts each time I let go, her hips wiggling to angle her clit to my lips. I don’t give her what she wants just yet. She needs to build to the orgasms I’m going to push her through.
“Jonah!” Her growl is nearly my undoing. I swirl my tongue around the sensitive bud, working the shaft from all sides until I can sweep my tongue under and over it in tight infinity tangles. Juice flows from her tight little slit, rolling back toward her asshole, and my nuts turn to stone when the flash of taking her there hits me.
“Come for me, Sirena. Come all over your man’s face. Right now.” I suck and eat at her relentlessly as her body clenches up and nearly bucks me off the bed. I ride out her orgasm with gentle licks. Using the flat of my tongue, I scoop up as much of her creamy cum as I can manage, until her body is loose and relaxed beneath me. Only then do I nibble my way back up her body until I can share her flavor with her in a deep kiss.
“You’re a goddess when you come for me.” She’s beautiful every second, but there’s something revelatory about the moment when she reaches her peak for me. A realization that I need moments like this for the rest of my life. Every day, preferably.
CHAPTER12
SIRENA
Jonah’s weight over me feels better than anything I’ve ever experienced with a partner. It definitely puts anything I’ve experienced at my own hand to shame. I think I’m already getting addicted to the way he worships my body, bathing praise and adoration over every bit of me.
“I’m clean, but once I get inside you, I won’t be able to pull out, Bunny. Do you need me to suit up?”
I have no idea when or how Jonah got undressed, but he’s kneeling over me naked and gloriously male. He’s so big I would have felt dainty next to him even when I was about to pop with Lavender all those years ago. He definitely has me feeling feminine and protected with the way he carries me around and positions me how he wants me.
Momentarily distracted by the view of him naked and hard, I miss what he asked. His body is like granite, and it’s all for me. His cock stabs into the air between us, rising to his navel and thick enough I have a very authentic concern he might not fit. It’s been years since much of anything beyond a tampon or a couple of my fingers were inside me. Jonah’s dick is definitely not a ‘back in the saddle’ sort of ride.
“Oh…hmm?” What was he asking?
“Condom, Bunny. Do I need one?” His eyes probe mine, and I can tell he’s biting his tongue.
“What? Do you want to wear one? I’ve been tested a few years ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since then.”
“Do I…” He seems at a loss for words. I’ve never seen that before. “Do I want to wear a condom? Fuck, no, baby. I don’t want a thing between us. Ever. But you had your choices stolen once before, and even though having more babies with you is very much in my plans, I won’t take your choice away from you.”
Thick cum spurts from his tip when he says he plans to have babies with me, and I’m hypnotized watching it dribble down the ridges and veins along the side of his shaft. I quick swipe my finger through the slippery river it's making and bring the digit to my lips. Tasting him with my tongue poked out has more pulsing out of him and a groan ripping out of his chest, so deep he sounds like a wounded animal.
“Bunny…” It’s a benediction and a warning.
“No condom. I want to feel you come inside me.” It’s true. I think I might die if I don’t get to feel him pumping his hot release as deep into me as it can go.
“Does that mean I’m breeding you right here and now? Because Sirena, I’ll do it. You’ll leave this bed pregnant with our second baby, and I’ll be happy as Santa on December twenty-sixth.”
Even burning alive with needy lust, he makes me laugh. I reach back down to his erection and wrap my fingers as far around his girth as they go, tugging him forward until his broad mushroom tip slicks back and forth against my clit.
“I’m on the pill, so no breeding tonight. But we can practice.”
“Fuck, yeah, we can. I love you so much, Bunny.” His hips punch forward until the broad flare of his head pops inside me, my muscles clenching around him immediately. We both moan at the perfection until Jonah’s cock splits me wide and fills me beyond rational thought or sound. He’s so deep inside me I can feel him everywhere.
Even my throat feels full, though it’s probably full with the emotion of this moment. For the first time in my life, I’m where I belong and I have everything I need. Jonah’s hips pull back until the very end of him is at my opening, my needy, grasping pussy kissing at his tip. Sucking at it to pull him back.
He plunges back inside, filling me so full once again, with a dip and swivel at the end that grinds his base against my clit and bumps his head into the spongy g-spot along the front wall of my core. Wet slapping sounds overtake the rasping breaths we’re sharing as his thrusts get faster and harder. He’s braced on his elbows above me, his lips coasting all along my face and neck.