All of a sudden his mouth was on hers and she seemed to haveno air but was somehow still breathing. There was no way she could keep hereyes open against the onslaught of his mouth. Raising one leg up to rub againstthe outside of his muscled thigh, she sighed into his kiss.
Taking the sigh as permission to enter deeper, he tangledhis tongue with hers. Plucking at her nipple, he rumbled deep in his chest. “Icannot wait until these are full of milk for our young,” he said against hermouth. The visual apparently excited him so much he started rubbing his hipsharder against her. The tip of his cock left a damp trail on Poppy’s stomach asshe rubbed back. His skin felt so hot against hers.
Holy shit, this was amazing. His fingers, his mouth, hiseverything. Poppy raked her nails lightly down to his muscled ass. Doing somegripping and kneading of her own, she took the moment when he moved his mouthto her breast to gasp for air. Nipping and suckling at her nipples, he tookturns going back and forth…apparently not wanting one to get jealous of theother. Poppy glanced down to see him staring at her. He let go of one nipplewith a pop and gently blew air over it, which caused it to get so hardshe felt a slight pain prickle the tip. He brought two fingers to his mouth andlicked them while still holding her gaze.
She reached for his hair to drag his mouth back to hers justas his fingers made it to their destination. Parting her sleek folds deftly andcircling around her clit, he made a couple steady circles before sliding onefinger into her.
“You are so tight…and hot,” he murmured against her lips,seemingly anxious to finally be able to delve into her depths.
“May I lick you?” he asked.
“Fuck yeah.” Poppy groaned, adjusting her body. Her legsopened wider to accommodate his shoulders as he moved down, kissing and lickinghis way past her stomach and hips.
Wheaton smiled against her skin. He loved the way Poppytalked. Sometimes she would make up words or say, “Pardon my French” after atangent, and he thought it was adorable. He had started learning within a fewdays that “fuck” had many meanings. She used the word almost constantly whenshe was talking, from times when she stubbed her toe, to when she caughtglimpses of him naked.
Once his mouth reached her pussy, he checked to make sureshe was watching him. Wheaton gave her a sexy grin before spreading her lipsopen with his strong fingers. Nuzzling her clit for a moment before using thetip of his tongue, he pulsed with steady pressure off and on against her nub.He took breaks from the pressure to suckle at it. She leaned her head back andmoaned loudly. The taste of her was addictive, making his taste buds cravemore. The thought of being able to suckle at her whenever he desired was heady.A vision that pushed him to the edges of his already strained control.
She gripped the sheets in her sweating fists. Poppy heardherself moaning like a porn star. Wheaton had turned her into a porn star!
A nip at her outer lips made her jump and she looked downher body at him. His green eyes were watching her closely, almost glowing.
“Pay attention,” Wheaton said against her flesh, wanting herfull focus on him and what he was doing.
Gripping Wheaton’s hair, she pushed him back down. “Oh,sweetie, you have all my attention. I promise,” she moaned as hecontinued his assault.
His tongue and lips were driving her crazy. When he addedhis finger to her sheathe, she felt her toes clench. Holy fuck, his fingerswere starting to go lower. Continuing to lick and nip, he had one finger in herpussy and rubbed another digit against her ass. That pushed her completely overthe edge. It felt so dirty and oh so good.
“Ahhhhhhhh!” She exploded against his mouth and everythingwent to white noise in her head. Her legs began to twitch and her stomachclenched and unclenched as her orgasm flowed through her. Trying to catch herbreath, she could feel her heart practically beat out of her chest and had afleeting thought of a heart attack before she came back to the present.
Moving up her body, Wheaton placed the tip of his cock ather opening. “Ready?” he asked, his lips glistening from her pussy. He lickedhis lips, staring down at her hungrily.
“God yes,” Poppy said in between panting for air.
With a thrust of his hips, he plunged all his inches at onceinto her swollen folds.
“Fuuuuuuuck,” Poppy groaned, feeling the stretch of her bodyadjusting to being stuffed as it had never been before.
Wheaton’s entire body was covered in a light layer of sweatand his chest was rumbling as he started thrusting into her welcoming body.Obviously unable to help himself, he tucked his head into her neck as hewhispered into her skin.
Unable to focus on what he was saying, Poppy concentrated onthe cadence of his rhythm. Moving her legs up around his waist made him godeeper and start to rub a sweet spot. On every down thrust, his pelvic bone hither clit and made her tighten around him to the beat of his thrusting. Herhands had been clutching his back at first and now moved down to his ass as ifshe could keep him thrusting in the delicious rhythm he had begun.
“Ohhhhh god. Wheaton!” she yelled as she started to come.Her pussy fluttered as it tried to clench and hold on to the cock now pistoningin and out of her. Moving her face toward his shoulder, Poppy nipped and bithungrily at Wheaton’s sweaty skin until she felt her tremors slow.
Wheaton had been waiting for her to come again beforeletting loose. He increased the power of his thrusts and gripped her tighter ashe moved faster. Her entire body shook as he growled out loudly and flooded herwith his warm fluid.
“Poppy… Poppy…that was perfect,” he said, his armsthreatening to collapse. Catching himself, he lowered his body to the side.
As he pulled out, Poppy felt a warm trail dampen her leg.
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