My hands fisted the bed sheets at the tease, as I fought to keep my breathing under control.
“Willow,” I swallowed, unable to remain still. My body became too agitated for me to control as she hollowed her cheeks and once again pulled me deep into her mouth until I reached the back of her throat. I felt her gag, then smoothly move forward. She tried it again, and gagged once more. She let a second pass, then she took me deep into her throat again. Gagged again. Tried again. I knew then she was learning to take all of me into her mouth. I let her practice. I loved watching my cock disappear into her luscious mouth. It was just beautiful. It seemed as if my cock stayed longer and longer in her throat before she pulled upwards.
Until she pulled up completely. She looked at me with swollen lips. “I just found out I love sucking cock.” With the tip of her tongue she dug at the entrance of my cock, as if trying to tease out my cum.
“Fuck, Willow. Are you trying to drive me crazy?”
Her head began to bob up and down in the most luscious rhythm, and I moved my hips to meet her pumps. She milked me deliciously. It wasn’t long before the great rush of pleasure came and I was emptying myself down her throat. I thought she would take her mouth off my cock, but she sucked even harder.
In that delirious moment of pleasure, my hands broke free of the sash and went to hold her head in place as my hips fucked her mouth, and my mouth called her name. Again and again. Until the storm subsided.
“Willow,” I breathed when every drop of pleasure had been sucked out of my cock. I flattened against the bed. I heard her soft laughter as she moved up my body until her face was poised just above mine.
“Feel better now?” she teased, licking her luscious lips. Her bun had long come undone and once again, her hair fell in a cascade all around her. She looked like a goddess. And it was time I worshiped her.
I flipped my body over and took her with me.
“Caleb,” she laughed as she found herself under me. Her laughter faded away as I stared deeply into her eyes.
At that moment I wanted to tell her. I wanted to tell her I loved her more than the moon and the stars. More than my own life. But I knew she wasn’t ready. It was too soon for her. She hadn’t been pining for me for twelve long years. To her, she just met me a couple of weeks ago. I crushed my lips to hers and tried to bury the words into my kiss.
She responded to my urgency and desperation to be completely engulfed in her. I moved my hands down and lifted her legs. I swung them around my shoulders. That elevated her lower body completely off the bed. Her thighs were open to expose her sweet, sweet cunt to me.
With my hand going underneath to hold her in place I plunged my cock into her soaked and pulsing opening. And that was all it took. She exploded into a mind shattering orgasm. Her eyes rolled back into her head, as I fucked her through it all. Plunging my cock into her clenching pussy again and again. My groin slamming into her gorgeous ass. The erotic slap of flesh on flesh filled the room.
“‘Caleb!” she screamed, her hands clawing desperately at the sheets.
I didn’t think that there was anything I loved more than watching her unravel in this way.
When the raging waves of ecstasy had subsided, I shifted my weight onto my elbows and carried on fucking her. I could smell the scent of our desire in the air.
I wanted now to slowly fuck her out of her mind. I wanted to take her away to a completely different place, to establish an unforgettable moment she would recall over and over again.
I ground my cock into her sex and she whimpered with pleasure as her back arched off the bed. Deliberately and slowly, I tormented her, until her whole body trembled. I watched with pride as her eyes rolled into the back of her head once more.
“Oh God.” She violently fisted my hair. I could feel the shuddering of her body as intense pleasure rushed through her in waves. Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.
“Caleb,” she cried and tried to hide her face in my neck, but I stopped her.
“Look at me,” I commanded, but she shook her head and she turned away, her face twisted at the delicious agony tearing through her.
I leaned into her ears and spoke. “Willow, look at me.”
Then I slammed back into her.
“I want you to know that I’m here.”