She opened her eyes and looked down at me, full of passion, full of need. I raised my hand and let my thumb trail over her full kiss bruised lips. She kissed it gently before her mouth fell open in a long guttural moan.
The sound of her breaking apart above me was more than I could take, I flipped her over, doing my best to make sure she didn’t hit her head on the hard floor and, I pistoned into her.
I gripped her waist firmly to keep her where I wanted her. Her hand shot out, pressing against the bottom of my abs, a defense against the ferocity of my blows.
“You feel me, Jazmine? Fuck.”
“I feel you, Ink. I feel every damn inch. Oh.” She purred.
A blistering wave of heat overtook my body as muscle after muscle in my body clenched hard. My back arched in, and it felt like my body would explode from the pressure building inside of me.
I held my breath, bracing myself. When I looked down at Jazmine again, her eyes were open and looking into mine.
“Ink.” She whimpered my name, the intimacy, and trust blaring in her eyes. “Ink.”
She whispered it again, and the sound of my name tumbling from her lips did me in, “Uhh, fuck.” My dick shot stream after stream of cum deep inside of her. My hips jerked, my muscles tightened, and the air rushed out of my body. I filled her up with my seed until it started to drip slowly out of her still stuffed pussy.
My worn-out body fell onto her. I sucked in big gulps of air, trying to get some of my strength back.
She wrapped her arms around me, rubbing my back gently, trying to catch her breath herself.
I snuggled down onto her chest, which was fast becoming my favorite place to lay, and just held her while we came down from our high on the floor.
Peacefully blissed the fuck out. It was a novel experience after years of pain and fear to just lay in pure tranquility.
***
Laying still in each other's arms didn’t last long. It was only a matter of minutes before Jazmine was kissing on me, and I was picking her up off the floor and running her up to her room. We enjoyed each other's bodies all night long, and now in the bright light of dawn, we were still up exploring each other. At the moment, it was Jazmine exploring me.
“What about this one?” She gently traced the outline of a flying owl and scenery that lined a quarter of my back.
“It means a transition. I was on a bad road when I was a young kid, hanging with the wrong crowd, robbery, fights, stupid, immature shit. Once I hit about seventeen, I changed and calmed down a lot. The owl represents transition and wisdom.”
“It’s gorgeous, this detail, the eyes look so real.” Her eyes looked up to mine. “You are just so beautiful.”
I chuckled and turned over, pinning her underneath my body, “You keep calling me beautiful, and I’m going to develop a fucking complex.” I let my mouth trail softly along her collarbone. “Besides, I’m the one who is supposed to be calling you beautiful.”
She spread her arms on the bed, “Have at it, pretty boy.” She smiled.
I was up for the challenge. I started at her legs.
“I love your legs, how they’re so smooth but strong. How they shake when I’m deep inside of you.” I kissed her several times on the inside of her thighs.
She moaned softly, “I like where this is going already.”
I moved up to her sweet snatch, “This part I could say is on the list as one of my favorite parts. So fucking tight.” I kissed her pussy, spreading her lips apart so I could see that pretty ring, I licked it once. Twice. Then I sucked it before I stopped myself. I had her whole body to get through. “You always taste so good. “
She squirmed below me, “My god, you’re going to kill me.”
I used my hand to skim up her body. “I love how your skin flushes red from here all the way up to your neck when you’re cumming on my dick. It's like art to me, so fucking gorgeous.”
She seductively licked her lips as she listened to every word I was saying, her jeweled tongue peeking out.
“Your face, your eyes, that cute as fuck hairstyle. Absolutely, fucking breathtaking.” I leaned down to let my mouth hover just over her ear, long enough for her to moan and grab my back.
“Your piercings, that shit is sexy as fuck. I love all of them.” I sat back up, looking over her body. “But these, I swear these could bring me down to my knees at any damn second. Your tits are fucking magnificent. Perfect.” I grabbed big handfuls of her chest and softly massaged them. My cock was hard again and laying heavily on her abdomen. My shaft stretching from near her belly button up to the dip right below her chest. The sight of it had me leaking pre-cum on her. I wasn’t hurting for size, and she was a smaller woman. It didn’t look like I should be able to fit inside of her, and the visual of just how deep I had been getting inside her got me pumped up and ready to go again.
“You are so beautiful, Jazmine,” I said as my hands continued to massage and stimulate her chest, that pink flush already starting to appear on her skin.
Slowly her hand reached up to her mouth, it looked like she spat in her hand, but I didn’t see the evidence. That same hand came down to my dick, and she began to jerk me off. “Why are you playing? I’m trying to let you rest. Fuck.” My eyes
