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going down.
Way down.
I pull her to the
edge of the desk and throw her legs over my shoulders. I know my way
around this part of a woman’s body—it’s my
specialty so to speak. I don’t do a sweet seduction, but use my
fingers to assuredly spread her apart and push my face into her. I’m
rewarded with a very unladylike grunt from Mac.
God, she smells so
good. Tastes so good. I’m absolutely drowning in her, yet I
don’t ever want to come up for air. I give her the Matt
Connover Special and hit her hard and fast. Not because I’m in
rush to get my rocks off, but because I need to her hear cry out in
pleasure again. I need to compare it to the other night, and make
sure she’s still on board with me here. That she’s fully
in.
Every once in a
while, I pull my mouth away and say something extremely filthy to
her.
I could suck on
you all night.
I want you to
come hard for me, baby.
Fuck, you taste
divine.
She responds by
moaning, then grabbing my hair and pushing my face harder into her
pussy as she grinds it against me.
I didn’t look
at my watch when I started, but I doubt it takes me two minutes and
then her entire body is quaking hard as she starts to come. Her legs
clamp around my head so tight that my ears are ringing, but I keep my
tongue going until I can wrench out every bit of pleasure possible.
And then some.
Yeah, when she
shouts out—quite loud I will say—it’s sweet music
to my ears. She loved the hell out of that but then again, so did I.
I pull away and
stand up, dragging the back of my hand over my mouth to dry it off a
bit. Mac is destroyed… her legs splayed apart, her chest
heaving, her skin red from the chest up, which is a sure sign she had
a Richter explosion. Damn… that is about the sexiest thing
I’ve ever seen, and I’m pretty confident there’s a
good chance I’m going to explode the minute I get inside of
her.
So I bite down hard
on the inside of my cheek, and focus on the pain while I unzip my
pants to free my cock. I line up, slam in, and then bite down harder
on my cheek until I swear I can taste blood. After a few moments, I
think I have it under control, at least to where I can last more than
a minute, and I start moving inside of her.
Need my mouth on
hers… need that tongue against mine.
“Need to kiss
you,” I groan after thrusting hard into her and put my lips
against hers.
“Yes,”
she pants into my mouth.
“So fucking
sexy,” I murmur in between kisses. Oh my God. She is so
fucking sexy.
“You feel so
good,” she moans.
“Could do this
all day… all night.”
“Word,”
she sings out, and I blink at her.
Once.
Twice.
Did she just say
“word”?
I quickly put my
face down into the crook of her neck so I don’t start laughing.
Not the kill-a-hard-on type of laugh, because I’m still hard as
a rock… close to letting loose, so starting to swell a little
bigger. But the kind of laugh that is utter amusement, and it’s
a foreign feeling to me. In general, in particular.
I don’t laugh
a lot.
I never laugh during
sex.
But damn if she
didn’t just hit my funny bone, while I’m trying to fuck
her into a coma.
I find it stupidly
charming.
Time bleeds nowhere,
and I let myself get sucked into the warm cocoon of her body while I
push in and out of her sweet heat. This could become addicting, which
is a thought that terrifies me. But what if I could have her all the
time? Why would I ever want to give this up?
I can feel Mac
starting to tremble under me again, and I let loose a little bit
faster. My orgasm starts racing up my spine, and fuck… we
reach that perfect nirvana together, our bodies both stiffening in
pleasure, and then shaking in ecstasy. I have the sudden and
frivolous urge to whisper her name in reverence, but I keep my lips
sealed tight. That would just be ludicrous.
We lay like that…
me on top of her on top of her desk, for a few minutes. We don’t
say a word.
When my heartbeat
finally gets back under control,
Way down.
I pull her to the
edge of the desk and throw her legs over my shoulders. I know my way
around this part of a woman’s body—it’s my
specialty so to speak. I don’t do a sweet seduction, but use my
fingers to assuredly spread her apart and push my face into her. I’m
rewarded with a very unladylike grunt from Mac.
God, she smells so
good. Tastes so good. I’m absolutely drowning in her, yet I
don’t ever want to come up for air. I give her the Matt
Connover Special and hit her hard and fast. Not because I’m in
rush to get my rocks off, but because I need to her hear cry out in
pleasure again. I need to compare it to the other night, and make
sure she’s still on board with me here. That she’s fully
in.
Every once in a
while, I pull my mouth away and say something extremely filthy to
her.
I could suck on
you all night.
I want you to
come hard for me, baby.
Fuck, you taste
divine.
She responds by
moaning, then grabbing my hair and pushing my face harder into her
pussy as she grinds it against me.
I didn’t look
at my watch when I started, but I doubt it takes me two minutes and
then her entire body is quaking hard as she starts to come. Her legs
clamp around my head so tight that my ears are ringing, but I keep my
tongue going until I can wrench out every bit of pleasure possible.
And then some.
Yeah, when she
shouts out—quite loud I will say—it’s sweet music
to my ears. She loved the hell out of that but then again, so did I.
I pull away and
stand up, dragging the back of my hand over my mouth to dry it off a
bit. Mac is destroyed… her legs splayed apart, her chest
heaving, her skin red from the chest up, which is a sure sign she had
a Richter explosion. Damn… that is about the sexiest thing
I’ve ever seen, and I’m pretty confident there’s a
good chance I’m going to explode the minute I get inside of
her.
So I bite down hard
on the inside of my cheek, and focus on the pain while I unzip my
pants to free my cock. I line up, slam in, and then bite down harder
on my cheek until I swear I can taste blood. After a few moments, I
think I have it under control, at least to where I can last more than
a minute, and I start moving inside of her.
Need my mouth on
hers… need that tongue against mine.
“Need to kiss
you,” I groan after thrusting hard into her and put my lips
against hers.
“Yes,”
she pants into my mouth.
“So fucking
sexy,” I murmur in between kisses. Oh my God. She is so
fucking sexy.
“You feel so
good,” she moans.
“Could do this
all day… all night.”
“Word,”
she sings out, and I blink at her.
Once.
Twice.
Did she just say
“word”?
I quickly put my
face down into the crook of her neck so I don’t start laughing.
Not the kill-a-hard-on type of laugh, because I’m still hard as
a rock… close to letting loose, so starting to swell a little
bigger. But the kind of laugh that is utter amusement, and it’s
a foreign feeling to me. In general, in particular.
I don’t laugh
a lot.
I never laugh during
sex.
But damn if she
didn’t just hit my funny bone, while I’m trying to fuck
her into a coma.
I find it stupidly
charming.
Time bleeds nowhere,
and I let myself get sucked into the warm cocoon of her body while I
push in and out of her sweet heat. This could become addicting, which
is a thought that terrifies me. But what if I could have her all the
time? Why would I ever want to give this up?
I can feel Mac
starting to tremble under me again, and I let loose a little bit
faster. My orgasm starts racing up my spine, and fuck… we
reach that perfect nirvana together, our bodies both stiffening in
pleasure, and then shaking in ecstasy. I have the sudden and
frivolous urge to whisper her name in reverence, but I keep my lips
sealed tight. That would just be ludicrous.
We lay like that…
me on top of her on top of her desk, for a few minutes. We don’t
say a word.
When my heartbeat
finally gets back under control,
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