He tastes like everything I want, a thousand times better than he smells, which is great. He’s perfect. Everything about him is just perfect.
His groaning growl of satisfaction extends to the firm pressure I can feel rising up my front, his thick arousal pressing into my soft belly, making me lightheaded and I sway a little, making him pull back to give us both some air.
“Wow…” Is all I can manage, feeling my hand automatically stray to his front, stroking him through his pants, making him groan as he tosses his head back.
“I’ve waited all morning for you to do that, Trudi,” he groans, and I shudder as I feel both his hands on my chest, circling my pebbled nipples through my blouse, feeling them stiffen to a hardness that makes me moan for more.
“I want you Trudi… I wanna make you mine for good… claim you as my own…” he growls, his lips on my neck, biting and nibbling me now as I swoon under his huge body towering over me, his hands are drawing every ounce of pleasure from me, willing me to undress so I can feel his nakedness against mine.
I feel like everything’s happening so fast, the room’s spinning as I hear my heart pounding in my ears. I can see his shirt then his bare chest and I realize it’s my own hands tearing his clothes off, my own mouth desperate to taste his body.
I have no idea where we are in his house anymore, but I want him to do something, anything to relieve the ache in my center right now.
I moan like a beast, the urgency telling him it has to be now, whatever it is he wants to do to me, I want it now, I can feel myself about to come and I know he can sense that.
I feel my pussy starting to twitch and shudder, a pulse tearing through my whole body as he runs his hands over my now naked chest.
CHAPTER TEN
Kane
“Oh, no you don’t. Don’t you dare come without me tasting you first,” I command her. It pains me to do it, but I stop stroking her nipples and pick her up quickly, watching her eyes starting to close, rolling back in her head, her own climax so close I can feel it about to pour out of her.
I have to get her someplace where I can pleasure her properly, not down here on the rug, but I’m not sure either of us can make it.
I have to settle for a large leather couch, it overlooks the garden but most importantly, it’s close.
I’ll finally have her, I’ll finally taste her and stake my claim.
I peel off her jeans, which makes her gasp and jerk some more, but as soon as she’s free, both her hands are out, instinctively grabbing my hair, pulling my head straight down on her.
As if I need any encouragement.
I could spend days looking at her, savoring her sweet essence, but right now my girl needs to be pleasured to be relieved of the pressure I can feel building inside her.
“Tell me you want me to taste your pussy.” I order her, my own hardness growing to an unbelievable level as I watch her eyes flash, hearing her own growl command me right back.
“Taste me, Kane, suck on my pussy and make me come on your face…”
I stammer a groan, hardly believing my ears, it’s like music, and the sweet scent and taste of her explodes in my mouth, making me groan with satisfaction as she instantly grinds down onto me, working her hips to swiftly maximize her own pleasure.
I growl and grunt, groan and gasp, her own sounds making me wild like an animal in heat.
Her perfect ass is finally in both my hands, and I hold it firmly, kneading it as I pull her all the way up to me, as close as we can get. Her legs hang over my shoulder and I work her ass cheeks with my hands, squeezing them and spreading them in time with my mouth’s action on her sweet pussy.
It’s not long before I hear her rising gaps, her breathe quickens and I feel her fits clench handfuls of my hair as her whole body stiffens, shuddering as the first powerful wave of her climax washed over her, sending all her sweetness straight into my mouth, making me growl, making me grip her ass and hips tighter with my hands, swearing to myself that nobody else will ever touch her.
Nobody else will ever taste her.
As her first climax subsides, she purrs like a kitten, loosening her grip on my hair and making me realize we’re both still half dressed.
In an instant I’ve taken my pants off, feeling the cool air on my bobbing cock as it’s free, finally freed and already dripping, ready for her.
She gasps at the sight of me fully naked, I stand up so she can see me, I know how curious she is and she wastes no time in running her hands all over me as I try to free her from the last remaining items of her clothing.
But she freezes up, starts to hesitate and I ask her if she’s alright.
“I didn’t hurt you did I?” I ask, concerned I might have been too rough or something, but she shakes her head in the negative, giving me a faint smile, shielding herself with her own arms.
“Oh, I get it,” I observe, not wanting to draw attention to the fact, but it’s really not the time for her to get shy.
“Trudi,” I tell her, resting my arms on her thighs, gently prying them apart again.
“Look at what you’re
