She pushed herself up, still kneeling over his lap and watched him as she lowered the green bottle and pressed the neck against her stomach. Then she glided it downward. His eyes widened as he watched its descent.
She glided it between their legs. His thighs widened at the feel of the cold glass. She rested the base of the bottle on the chair, then pressed the top against her folds. His breaths were slow and deep as he watched her lower herself onto the bottle.
It was cold and unyielding inside her. She squeezed the glass, thankful for something hard inside her, but wishing it was Liam’s big cock.
Still, the sight of unbridled lust in his eyes was a delightful reward.
She slowly glided up and down a few strokes, then, when she saw the flickering heat in his eyes jolt up a notch and his hand wrap around his swelling cock, she pushed herself up until the bottle slipped free, and she lifted it. It glistened with her moisture.
She held it in front of her and glided her finger along the slickness on the glass. Then she held it close to his lips. He opened and captured her finger in his mouth, sucking it deep. Her heart pounded at the delectable sensation of being pulled into him.
Locking her gaze on his, she opened her mouth and licked her lips enticingly. Then she ran her tongue along the glass, tasting her own essence.
“Ah, fuck, Abi. You’re driving me wild.”
His arm clamped around her waist and he pulled her tight to him, then found her lips. His tongue drove deep, plunging into her like she wanted his cock to do inside her wet opening.
But when he released her mouth, he took the bottle from her hand and wrapped his lips around the opening, then tipped it back, taking a deep swig of the remaining champagne. After he swallowed, he glided his lips down the neck of the bottle as if it was a green cock. The sight made her wonder what it would be like to see him suck another man’s cock. Her vagina ached as it clenched tight at the thought.
He glided up and down, then pulled the bottle free and licked his lips. “Absolutely fucking delicious.”
Then he ran his hand down her stomach and his fingers glided over her slick folds and dipped inside her briefly. She sucked in a breath, lust coiling inside her, but he drew his hand back to the bottle and slathered the moisture on the tip of bottle, then sucked back what was left of the champagne. He tossed it aside.
“Stand up and turn around,” he commanded.
She scurried to her feet and turned.
“Lean forward and spread your legs.”
She obeyed, bending at the waist, knowing her pussy was exposed to him. When she felt his tongue nudge her, she whimpered.
“You like that, baby?”
“Oh, yes, Master.”
“Good.” He pressed his face to her, his tongue gliding over her intimate folds.
He licked several times, then she felt his fingers opening her up. His tongue slid into her opening and thrust several times.
When she felt his tongue nudge against her clit, she moaned softly. But it had been so long, and she was so desperate for the orgasm she knew was only a few breaths away, her knees buckled. She slid to the floor and knelt forward.
“I’m sorry, Master, I—”
But he’d followed her down and pressed her flat to the floor, then flipped her over, stopping her words.
His face was buried in her softness as he licked her clit. His big fingers found her opening and two glided inside her. He pumped them into her and he licked her nub again, pummeling her with exquisite delight. When he began suckling, she moaned. Joy spiraled through her as she felt the rising storm carry her away. An orgasm surged through her and she exhaled in a deep, long moan.
As it rose and rose, she sucked in air, then exclaimed, “I’m coming.”
The word faded into a reedy moan. He thrust deeper with his fingers and she squeezed around them.
“Oh, yessss,” she breathed.
Somehow he drove her pleasure higher. Sent her flying off the edge to an unparalleled ecstasy, as she moaned louder, barely able to hold onto the here and now.
Finally, she felt herself floating back to earth, a deep glow warming her.
Then he rolled her over and tipped up her ass. She felt his hot tip press against her and excitement shot through her at the thought that his big cock would soon be inside her.
He drove forward, filling her in one deep thrust.
“Oh, God!” she cried.
She shot to heaven again as his cock glided into her over and over. His hefty girth stretched her and she moaned in delight. Her head spun as he rode her, his shaft driving in again and again.
“Oh, Liam! Oh, my God!”
“Ah, fuck, Abi!”
He thrust deep, pinning her hard to the floor, then he shuddered against her as his hot semen filled her deep inside.
Finally, he collapsed on top of her. The feel of his big body covering her touched her in a way she wasn’t ready for. In her vulnerable state, she felt close to tears, wishing this was what it could be like for them all the time.
His lips played along the back of her neck as he shifted his weight slightly so he wasn’t crushing her. Then he rolled sideways, taking her with him, and he held her tight to his body, her back to him.
He stroked her hair from her face and nuzzled her neck as they lay there on the floor. She blinked back the tears determined to escape.
After a few moments, he lifted her up and carried her to the bed. He snuggled her against him under the covers as if she was something he cherished.
She sighed deeply, then gave herself over to the moment. Allowing herself to enjoy the wonderful comfort of being in his arms.
As she felt the veil of sleep claim her, she knew she would regret this
