I didn’t want to stop her from taking my pants off, but I couldn’t wait another second to see her amazing tits. I stood her up and lifted her shirt off over her head. Then I looked down and was happy to see her black lace bra was fastened in the front. With ease, I popped open the snap with two fingers and pushed the bra off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
“Fucking beautiful,” I murmured before leaning down to capture one perfect pink nipple into my mouth.
She made a squeaking-groaning sound as I sucked hard and pulled her bare chest to my tattooed one.
“I’m so wet. I need to get these pants off,” she whispered in my ear.
My dick jerked again. I was so hard I could cut something with this thing.
I toed my shoes off, pushed her onto the bed, yanked her shoes and socks off, and then peeled off her skintight jeans. Black lace panties that matched the bra covered her mound and I quickly slid those down off her thick, creamy thighs.
“Fuck,” I murmured when I saw her bare pussy. I put both knees on the bed between her legs and dipped a finger inside her. Then, I lifted it to my lips and sucked her juices. “Mmm.”
This time, I pushed two fingers inside her dripping hole. “So fucking soaked for me.”
I watched as her head tilted back and she groaned out loud. Thrusting my fingers in and out, I used my other hand to tease her tender bundle of nerves and watched as her legs began to shake.
“Holden,” she cried out, gripping the bedspread with both fists as I reveled at her delicious liquids all over my fingers.
I almost came inside my pants.
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Earthshattering. The only word I could think to describe the orgasm that had just rocketed through me.
Panting, naked, wet, and with rock-hard nipples, I caught my breath and sat up to see Holden grinning down at me.
With a devilish grin, I demanded, “Stand up.”
He did as he was told, and I sat on the edge of the bed and made quick work of pushing his jeans off. Then, I peeled his boxer-briefs from his hips and licked my lips when I saw his big, beautiful cock spring free. He quickly shimmied out of his pants and socks as I placed my lips over the tip and licked off the glistening juices there.
He groaned and gently gripped my hair in his fist.
I had a lot of friends, and most of them either didn’t like giving blow jobs. And if they did, they did not like having their head held. But me? I freaking loved it. As long as he didn’t try to force my mouth down onto his dick to where I choked, I didn’t mind a little head control. We both knew how it would end, anyhow. Ultimately, I was in control in this situation, and we both knew it.
I slowly slid my warm mouth down his shaft and then back up. His cock was so hard, I wasn’t sure how long he would last. I made a fist at the base and used it to slowly follow my lips back up. I licked the tip in circles, then went back down the shaft. I couldn’t quite get the whole thing in my mouth, as I did have a pretty sensitive gag reflex and he was so large, but that was what the hand was for.
I heard him hiss, then he used my hair to pull me off him. My mouth released with a sucking pop, and I grinned up at him.
“Lay down on your back. Spread those beautiful thighs. I need that delicious pussy. Now.”
More than ready, and turned on by his dominance, I did as I was told as he reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a condom. With his teeth, he ripped it open and then rolled it on without breaking eye contact with me.
So sexy.
With my legs wide open, he leaned down, ran his lips over the flat of my stomach, then trailed kisses down until he reached my mound. With his fingers, he spread open my folds and delivered one long, slow lick from the bottom to the top. I began to shake and almost came again, whimpering in pleasure. He sucked on my clit for a little bit, and then speared his tongue inside me. Licking me inside to outside was too much, because the next time he sucked on my clit, the warm eruption started low in my belly and exploded into my core, causing me to scream out again as an orgasm, more powerful than the last, soared through me. I was still panting and whining in pleasure when I felt his hot, hard cock slide inside of me.
Oh, my God it feels good. He went slow, spreading me at a lazy pace until my muscles accommodated his size.
“Holy shit, your cunt feels amazing,” he panted, staring down at me with both his large hands holding my thighs open.
I stared at the tattoos that covered him from his fingertips to his neck, then over his chest and shoulders. I was sure his back looked the same. It was a total turn-on, and I was getting close to coming again.
He leaned down and kissed my left nipple and began sucking on it as he thrusted in and out. He felt just as amazing as he said I did.
I was obviously no virgin, but I had never had a man make me come from sex alone. Usually fingers, tongue, toys… but not during intercourse. I had a feeling that was about to change.
He slid one arm under my shoulders and kissed me as he continued to plunder my core with his rock-hard member, his hips working hard, slamming against my thighs. He was panting slightly in my ear before he
