As she settles and her hands find their familiar anchor on my thighs, my mind fogs with nothing but desire as I tilt my hips forward and nudge the hard crown of my cock against her lips. My length glistens from our combined slick and my blood runs a fraction hotter as her words weave desire around my mind.
She prefers sucking me off after I’ve been inside her. So fucking filthy.
Her lips part wider and I thrust my cock home into the tight, hot wet heat of her mouth without hesitation. Our moans clash together, sending hot chills skittering over my skin and cooling the sweat that clings to my skin.
Her dark eyes flicker up as I slide inch after inch past her pretty lips, meeting my gaze with such open obedience that my coreacheswith the desire to slam home.
Then again, she doesn’t want to be treated like she’s fragile.
My other hand finds purchase in her hair, gripping like silky reins before I pull her forward and thrust my hips forward, past the soft opening of her throat and deep into where muscles clamp and quiver around my length.
Her eyes flutter, tears forming in the corner of her eyes and clinging to her lashes before I tip my head back, removing her from my gaze and closing my eyes. My head is empty, my control gone and what little focus I have hones in on the quivering throat around my cock as she works to breathe and accommodate.
Like clockwork, her fingers begin to dig into my thighs and it’s the signal I wait for, the signal that she’s at a certain point of lacking air and it’s then I begin to fuck her throat like she’s nothing more than a wet hole for me to slide my dick.
She chokes on the first thrust, and the second and it’s music to my ears. Every single whimper, choke and gurgle that floats up as I slam my cock down her throat over and over, chasing an orgasm heightened by the sensitivity left over from being buried deep in her pussy.
Her fingers dig deep, nails cutting into my flesh and sending spikes of pain darting through my body, a throb that only serves to send me spiraling higher into the clouds of pleasure coursing through my body.
“Fuck!” I growl out and the ocean of desire is vast. Losing myself comes too easily as I drive myself deep again and again. Until her nails start to dig a little deeper into my flesh and the pressure from her palms increases.
I know all her signs now.
Every reflexive hint that she’s reaching her limit of air struggles, that she needs a breath more than anything else. Each time those signs show themselves like now, I wait a few extra seconds. Those few precious seconds where her gurgles reach an erotic pitch and her fingers dig as if to reach the bone.
As I pull her back, her ragged gasps fill the room. I grant her two before my cock is back down her throat, fucking her face as I would her pussy and the sultry moan from her that cuts off the moment I sheathe myself deep has my ballsthrobbing.
She’s not glass.
Fingers twisting deeper, I tighten my grip on her hair as my core starts to clench, and my cock twitches in her throat. I’m barreling towards an orgasm that’s almost painful this soon after the one before but I don’t care.
I focus on that heat building, how her throat trembles around me each time she tries to swallow and how blood has surely been drawn by her claws digging into my thighs. My chest tightens, forcing my breath into desperate pants as I draw closer and closer.
“Fuck— Cara!”
She takes me apart, even when I’m in control I’m powerless against her.
My orgasm hits so hard that I almost double over as a cry rips from my throat and my cock twitches powerfully in Cara’s throat. She moans, a muted, choked-off sound and when I look down, her eyes are closed and her brow so relaxed she almost looks at peace.
Jets of cum pour down her throat, my entire body trembling with the need to fulfill both our desires, and as a surge of weakness follows, my left-hand leaves her hair to press against the wall for support.
As my orgasm tapers off, I pull my hips back enough for the last few pulses of cum to flood her mouth and as soon I do, Cara opens her mouth and gasps wetly. Cum dribbles down the corner of her mouth and I remove my other hand from her hair to catch her chin. Stroking along her lower lip, I catch the runaway seed and feed it back into her hungry mouth and she closes her lips around my digit, sucking softly as she turns those dark eyes up to me.
“Better?” I ask, panting slightly.
She nods eagerly.
“Perfect,” she croaks and my heart swells bright and full in my chest. We remain like this for a few moments, basking in each other’s heat and the post-orgasm bliss before I reach down and scoop her back up into my arms where she truly belongs. She whimpers, her hands finding purchase in my neck as I carry her to the bed and set her down on the softness where she truly belongs.
The urge to ask her how she’s feeling rises, but I don’t want to sour the moment as I collapse down onto the bed next to her, kicking off my jeans to truly free up my mobility. Cara lays there, her skin flushed and her chest heaving while her hair spreads out around her head like some kind of halo.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I declare instead and a warm smile spreads over her swollen lips. She’s irresistible and I can’t stop myself, don’t everwantto.
Rolling onto my side to face her, my left-hand skims along her bare thigh, tracing her milky skin and following a path of warmth under her skirt and up to the heat of her pussy. As my fingertips tease gently along her soaked folds, her warm smile curls into a smirk and her dark lashes flutter at me.
“Don’t worry darling,” she says, “I came the moment you did.”
“Wow,” I chuckle, dragging a single fingertip lightly over her swollen clit. Her entire body flinches and she moans, teeth snagging on her lower lip. It’s difficult to resist touching her, teasing over her pussy like she’s the most delicate thing in my grasp. The way she reacts to my touches is like I’m playing music. I lazily trace her folds, teasing right back up to her clit where I swirl my fingertips over her heat, and she whimpers. Her thighs close briefly around my wrist as I graze my touch back down. Unable to stop myself, I slide two fingers deep into her core and she moans softly, her head pressing back onto the bed. She’s like liquid, burning around my fingers and when I pull free, they glisten in the light coated in a mix of her juice and my seed.