Kissing her other thigh, I lift it atop my shoulder, smiling when her hips twist. I can smell how turned on she is. Her pussy tastes like strawberries and cream, as if that sexy birthmark is a hot clue. Kissing gently at the soft swell of her stomach and the dips and curves of her wide waist, I leave no part of her untouched.
My hands slide up the back of her calves, smoothing over her creamy thighs. I spread them apart, dipping my head to nuzzle my nose against her mound. Flicking my tongue out, I lick her slit wide open and she moans deep and throaty, her back arching off the bed. Moving a hand up, I push her pelvis back down as my lips close around her clit.
“Holy Jesus,” she moans loudly, hands coming to cup the back of my head. Her fingers thread in my hair, tugging, twisting, her hips circling against my tongue.
I eat at her slowly, sucking at her nub until her thighs begin to quake. I pull back then, licking at her dripping center, suckling noisily at her juices. Now she bucks her hips, shoving her pussy at my mouth. Lifting my head, I grin up at her from between her thighs.
“Be still, bunny. Let me savor you the way I want to,” I tell her, scrapping my teeth across her pulsing clit again.
Brielle shouts, holding my mouth to her. My lips close at her clit as my fingers join the party. I curl two inside of her, the tips of my fingers finding her rough patch of nerves, rubbing slowly. I watch her skin glow in the dim moonlight as she begins to pant.
“Oh! Brett....baby, I'm coming!”
As she comes, I rub harder at her g-spot, suckling at her juice as she floods my mouth. One orgasm turns to another as I pump my fingers faster, her pussy spasming tight. Flicking my eyes up, I watch her palm her tits as she goes through the aftershocks of her climax.
While she is still quivering, I move over her, dropping my clothes as I kneel between her legs. My cock is stiff, pointing at her hungrily. Dripping excitement from the tip, it’s throbbing as I wrap a hand around it, pumping slowly. I swipe my fingers through her messy folds, grunting as I rub her cum on my dick, lubing my length up.
“Christ watching you come is like finding a religion. When I get inside you, bunny,” I rasp, watching her eyes glitter in the dark, “it will be finding heaven. And I won’t ever want to come back out,” I admit roughly.
“Come here, baby,” she coos, reaching for me. “Come here, I want us both to find heaven.”
Letting her pull me atop her, I grit my teeth as her soft thighs and softer tits welcome my hardness. It is heaven. No gold, no trophy, no amount of money or success could ever compare to just having her beneath me. Pushing up on fists balanced beside her hips, I gaze down at her.
Words cannot come close to what I feel in this moment. Wanting her for so long has left me feeling half empty. Only owning her will make me whole again. Will fill up that part of me that has craved her. That has needed her.
That aching part that has loved her.
“Nothing between us,” I whisper shakily as I line myself up, rubbing my stiff shaft between her sticky sex. “Ever. I want to feel every pulse of you when you come with me inside you. I want every drop of my cum deep inside you, bunny,” I declare roughly, slowly pushing the tip inside.
“Brett...please....” she moans the words, nodding in agreement.
“Told you I had another reason for calling you bunny,” I tease with a smirk as I press my mouth to her ear, “because we will be fucking like bunnies, Brielle. And making babies like rabbits.”
Slamming home, a shudder overcomes me as her pussy closes painfully tight around my shaft. A small orgasm ripples up my cock as she shakes, clawing at my back. Lifting slightly, I take her mouth as I start to move. Her tongue strokes mine as I fuck her, darting forward, back, keeping rhythm.
Wrapping her long hair around my fist, I pull back, wanting to watch her as I claim her. Her eyes glisten in the darkness and I know she is feeling what I am. Pressing my forehead to hers, I whisper her name again and again. I tell her how good she feels wrapped around me. How soft she is pressed close as she clutches me tight. I tell her how beautiful she is each time she edges another orgasm. How adorable she pouts when I refuse her, pulling out and pinching her clit to tease her.
“You want to come, bunny? Ask me for it. I need to know you need it. I need to know it’s burning you up. Beg me for it, bunny. Beg me to let you come on my cock.”
Brielle shouts, clawing at my back and sending a shower of pleasure burning right to my balls. I pound her faster, harder, then pull out all the way. I watch her pretty pussy clench, seeking the stretch of my cock filling her. I plunge balls deep and bend my head, suckling at her throat, biting at her nipples, slamming deeper and deeper inside her.
“Ah, let me come! Please! I need to baby, please....oh yes! Oh god!”
My hips throw violently as she gives me what I want. I bend her thighs backwards, pumping faster, both of us sticky with sweat. I spit on her pussy and rub at her clit, feeling her coming so hard she pushes me out of her tight cunt. I push back in and pound faster, racing to come with her, to come inside of her, to fill her up with my cum.
“That’s it. That’s it, bunny. That’s my girl, fuck, choke me with that greedy pussy. Fuck, I’m....ah, yes, that’s it. I’m coming, bunny.”
“Come inside me,” she moans as she pulls me close, panting against my ear, “please, I want to feel you come, baby.”
Never once did I plan to pull out, but her begging for it shoves me over the precipice. I lean in, taking her filthy talking mouth in a brutal kiss. I pump a few times before I growl as her tightness goes even tighter, sucking me deeper. I pant against her mouth, chanting her name as I come hard.
Rolling off her, I catch my breath as I pull her across my chest. We’re a mess, the sheets are twisted up at our feet, and our clothes lie in a heap at the end of the bed. Usually, a mess would stress me out, but I don’t care.
There is nothing I would change about this moment.
Nothing at all I would change about this night or how we got here.
Brielle needs me right now, but I need to make sure that lasts. I need to do whatever it takes to make certain she always needs me. Not just to be her hero or be her fake Holi-date. I need to convince her that she will always need me and what I can do for her. All that I can make her feel. Everything that I can give her that no one else can.