Rushing the Goal
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Fuck, where had this sex kitten come from? Taking her fingers into his mouth, he locked his gaze on hers. He swirled his tongue around her fingers, flicking his tongue at the tips, causing her breath to hitch as she watched him. After pulling them from his mouth, she moved them between her swollen lips and into her delectable center. Breathless, he watched as she moved them along her clit, inside of her and out, her eyes never leaving him. A shiver ran down his spine and his cock; it was rock hard, begging to come out.
He almost brought it out, but he couldn’t move. But then, licking her lips, she reached out with her other hand, moving her fingers along the bulge in his sweats, still pleasuring herself. Closing his eyes, he arched into her hand, unsure if he could handle much more. She kept him on the edge, and he was really about to embarrass himself. Or so he thought.
Suddenly, her hand was in his pants, pulling his cock out into her soft, cold palm. He cried out from the sensation, and she grinned before sitting up and moving to him, taking the tip of him in her mouth.
“Oh fuck,” he hissed, his hand coming up into her hair. It was in a ponytail, so he quickly undid it, her hair spilling onto her shoulders only for a second before he balled it up in his hands, squeezing as she took him into her hot fucking mouth. “Mmm, yeah, baby,” he urged her as she sucked him in, all the way to the back of her throat, and then back out.
He couldn’t handle it. She was pleasing him and herself, and he wasn’t sure what to watch, what to do, for that matter. So he just felt, his eyes falling shut as she continued to wreak havoc on his body. When she gasped, crying out against his cock, he sucked in a breath as she came, her body jerking forward, his cock going farther down her throat and causing her to gag. Backing up, she glanced up at him, desire swirling in those green depths, and he knew he couldn’t come like this.
No, he had to be inside her.
Moving out of her mouth, he went to lay her down, but she pushed him back against the pillows, reaching for his pants and pushing them fully down his legs and onto the floor. A cute little grin sat on her lips as she undid her bra, and he threw off his shirt before she climbed into his lap, her wet center sliding against his engorged, sensitive flesh. He hissed out a breath, and their mouths joined as she rocked against him, making him completely and utterly crazy.
Still kissing him, she went up on her knees before reaching for him and directing him inside her. To his oblivion. She lowered onto him, their moans filling the room as their eyes met and the world stopped. Reaching up, he cupped her face, and everything inside him was on fire. This woman. Fuck, this gorgeous fucking woman. Leaning his head to hers, he whispered, “I’m so glad you came and almost got arrested.”
She grinned against his lips, her nose brushing his as she clenched herself around him. “I would do it again if this is what waited for me.”
His eyes searched hers, and he wondered if she was feeling what he was. Hell, what was he feeling? But before he could even figure that out, she was moving up and down on his cock, sending him into another universe, slowly and almost painfully. Holding her ass, he wanted to go deeper. He wanted to feel her all over him, but she was drawing out each movement, blowing his mind and making him crazy all at once.
“Faster,” he said, smacking her ass, which she glared at.
“Shh, this is a good speed. It’s nice,” she said slowly, undulating on top of him.
“I want more.”
“More?”
“Yes, fuck,” he said, sliding his arms beneath her legs and lifting her as he went up on his knees. “Faster,” he said more forcefully before jackhammering up into her, her body slapping against his. Crying out, she hung on as he went deeper and deeper, her whole body clenching around his.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” she panted, her body jerking against his, her pussy squeezing his with another release. Closing his eyes, he nuzzled his nose into her neck as his body jerked. Then he was arching up into her, his body stilling with his own orgasm. It shook him to the core.
The fucking core.
As she gasped for breath, her body squeezed his while he pulsated inside of her, his body shaking from the aftershocks of one hell of an orgasm.
God, he had never come so hard in his life.
Never.
Whoa.
Panting, he held her like that for a long time as she drew in deep breaths. Kissing her neck, her jaw, and then the side of her mouth, he opened his eyes to find her smiling at him.
“Faster, huh?”
He nodded. “Yeah, faster.”
Wrapping her arms around his neck tighter, she kissed him again, her lips lingering against his as they both pulled in air. Laying them down slowly, he pulled out of her and moved his thumb slowly along her face.
“I think we should do this every time I come home late,” he suggested and she giggled, the most heavenly sound, as she pressed her chest to his, her heart still beating out of control.
“I bet you do,” she said, sleepily. “God, you wear me out.”
“Glad I’m not the only one,” he said, exhaling a long breath. “Round two will commence in a jiffy.”
She bubbled with laughter. “A jiffy?”
“Yeah, shh. Rest your eyes, but do not go to sleep,” he demanded, setting her with a look. “We both remember what happened last time,” he teased and she smacked his arm, a sheepish grin on her face.
“I’m not going to leave yet. But I do need to go before Angie wakes up.”
“Yeah, of course.”