“Impatient,” he comments, reaching down to swipe his fingers across my sex. I hold back a moan and toss my head back, unable to control myself. He licks his fingers and then forces them into my mouth, so that I am tasting my own pussy juice. He pumps his fingers in and out of my mouth for a few moments before pulling them out again.
“Do that with your cock,” I gasp.
He shakes his head and then lowers his face to my belly, licking, sucking, and leaving little hickeys in a trail down to my cunt. I’m nearly riding myself against him, but he pins my hips to the bed, holding me down so that I have to submit to his slow, languishing movements. I swear I will come, and I bite down on my bottom lip to stop myself, to just let my body enjoy what he’s doing to me.
“Good job,” he says, and then dips his tongue between my folds, using his fingers to open me so that he has full access to everything he wants; my clit, my opening, and the slickness weeping from my body.
Rhett’s tongue dashes across my pussy, a few strong licks exactly over my hole. I moan and wish I could clamp my hand over my mouth so that I’m not too loud. God, I can’t deal, and my pussy is anxiously clenching over nothing. He tongue-fucks me for a few moments, then laps at me again, and he groans against my flesh, and I can tell that he is enjoying every leisurely moment that he tastes me.
“So fucking good,” he whispers against my cunt, and then kisses me, sucking on the flesh around and within my secret places. I strain against my holds and let out a cry, trying to buck up against him. I can’t hold myself back much longer. I want him to just fuck me, to use my body until he can’t use me anymore.
Finally, he focuses on my clit. His tongue swirls in delicious, mind-shattering motions and then he hardens his tongue, flicking it against me, every magical moment tightening my pussy and stomach muscles until, in one vigorous moment he begins to suckle my clit, the power of his suction shoving me over the edge.
“I—I’m coming,” I nearly scream, the pleasure cracking across my body as my body arcs against his face and he continues to suck, drawing every last fiber of my orgasm out of me. The intensity of the moment has me seeing stars, and I’m shivering, shaking, and quaking with the aftermath.
“Aww, baby. You needed that, didn’t you?” He kisses my stomach and pulls up so that he’s straddling my chest. I stare hungrily at his cock, and nod, agreeing with him. Agreeing that I need him, as a man and as a lover. As a human being that can take away every wall and boundary I put in place and swipe them away without a thought, as if he’s a demon sent to earth to completely disarm me.
“Rhett…”
“I liked your idea,” he speaks softly, and gently lifts his cock so that the tip meshes with my lips. I open for him obediently, allowing him to pulse the velvet head against my tongue a few times. The taste of his precum undoes me, and I moan against his dick. He lets out a low, guttural sound and then fucks my mouth deeper. “Look at me, Angelita.”
I make eye contact with him as he moves his cock in my mouth. I wrap my lips around him, sucking and lapping at his length. I can hardly move, and he is more in control of how far or deep he goes in my mouth. I wish he’d release me so that I could have my way with him, but I’m realizing Rhett enjoys the struggle, the edge of pleasure as we slowly drift toward it. He stares down at me as I receive the strokes, and I nod, water building at the corner of my eyes as he makes me gag.
“Sorry,” he reaches down and pets my face, removing himself. “Are you okay?”
“Yes!” I burst. “Please. I want to watch you come.”
His mouth crinkles at the edges as he smiles, and then he realigns himself and begins to pump himself into the pocket of my mouth. I moan against him, sucking, licking, accepting, as his thrusts start to become more erratic. I nod, urging him on as he begins to hurry, and I gag against his length, swallowing when this happens. He grips my shoulders and then in a frenzy I watch his muscles clench and then he withdraws from my mouth, his cum shoots out across my breasts and stomach, leaving cream trails. He grips his cock with one hand and holds onto me with the other, gasping, groaning, and immediately offering me a dark grin.
“Rhett…” I say, and now I feel like my eyes are filling with true emotion. I feel so much for him that it consumes me, so much that I’d even call it…love.
“You are everything,” he whispers, pumping his cock again as he kneels over me, looking at my body in captivation.
He swirls his cum around my breasts, and again I strain against the binding of his tie, my body eagerly responding. Having his cock in my mouth, the taste of him burned into my memory, I know that I long for more. I’d continue with him all night if he wanted to.
“I told you I would have you coming more than once,” he discloses, pinching my nipples that are now oiled with cum. He gathers more against his fingers and slides them against the lips of my pussy.
“God, Rhett…” I whine, my voice pleading. I can’t even believe the size of the puddle he’s reduced me to.
First he uses his fingers, driving them inside of my aching hole. He reaches for more of his cum and uses it to lubricate further, slathering it all around, rubbing my body as if it were a massage oil before aiming his fingers into me again, taunting that bundle of nerves to break. I gasp and groan, writhing against his touches, trying to fuck his fingers as hard as I can.
With his pointer and middle fingers he rubs my clit, causing them to vibrate over the swollen flesh. My breath is caught in my throat as my second orgasm rises up and surprises me, and I scream, body juddering as he milks every last sensation out of it.
“Yes,” he murmurs and leans down to kiss my pussy. “So good, Angelita.”
Without a warning, Rhett lifts my hips up so that I am able to wrap my legs around him. I’m nearly delirious from the second orgasm, my body unable to recover as he pushes his cock into me, stealing down into me like a fucking thief come to suck the ever-loving soul out of my body. I cling to him with my legs and he plunges so deep I think I may pass out from the pressure, although my body, reacting on impulse, tightens around him, threatening to burst yet another time.
“Rhett…I’ll come again…I swear…”
He smiles at me and moves against me as if his body is a wave, his cock sliding in and out, burying itself and then reemerging, making me raw, causing new reactions in me that I never even knew existed.
“Wait,” he commands, and then I see the same tenseness in his limbs, the sweet tautness of his abs and his pelvis flush against my pussy, crashing against me. He takes a deep breath and then impales me harder, so hard that I nearly lose my grip on his back.
“Come with me, baby.”
His breath is ragged, and there’s darkness and stars in his eyes. As if this moment tethers us together in an unbreakable bond. My cunt squeezes around him in response, a nearly painful pattern of pleasurable ripples coursing through my body as I lose my breath, unable to utter even a cry.
“My angel,” he says, unlocking our bodies.
I sag against the bed, completely spent and exhausted. I can tell that he is as well, but he maneuvers himself away and begins to dress again. Once he’s fully clothed, he gathers my dress and comes to stand over me.
“I—” I don’t know what to say. I want to express to him how much this meant to me, how much my heart is his. But I don’t know how to express it.