Page 95 of Pieces of Us

‘Don’t you dare,’ she says in warning, sitting up on her arms.

‘Too late and too bad, baby.’ With that declaration, I tear them off with my teeth, spitting them out like I’m some sort of carnivorous animal.

Eyeing her glistening pussy, I know my thirst for her is about to be satiated. There is nothing better for a man’s ego when he can see the effect he’s having on a woman. Unable to hold back anymore, I lick a clean line straight from the bottom of her pussy to the top of her clit, making her shout.

‘Fuck, Linc.’ She twists and turns her head on the pillow, both hands going to the back of my head to hold my swirling tongue down. She’s not stronger than me though.

‘You like that, baby?’ I start playing with her clit forcefully with two of my fingers. Rubbing her raw, I feel her start to shake.

‘Don’t…you…dare…stop. Fuck. How the fuck did I live without this?’ she pants as my tongue licks up and down her middle again, before plunging it in and out of her tight hole. Her thighs try to clamp my head, but I forcefully open them with my hands, spreading them wide open. ‘Please,’ she jerks. Just when she gets used to me working my tongue against her pussy, I bite her clit hard, sending her to climax heaven.

‘Yes, yes, yes, yes.’ Her uninhibited shrieks are so fucking sexy. I can’t wait to make her throat go even more hoarse. Her toes curl on my back; I’m sure they’re cramping as her body begins to violently shake. One orgasm rolls into another, her screams echoing around the room, bouncing off the walls. Just as she’s about to come down, I pull my head back, spit on her pussy and massage three fingers into her all at the same time.

‘Ahhh.’ Her body vaults up, but I slam her back down with my other hand so she can’t move.

She seizes into another orgasm, this time, I feel her clench around my fingers. Needing to heighten the intensity, I shake my stubble back and forth over her reddened clit, stoking the fire into a blazing inferno. Twisting my wrist, she detonates. ‘Shit. Fuck. Shit. I’m coming again. I can’t take anymore. You have to stop.’ Her pleas fall on deaf ears. There’s no way I’m fucking stopping. I want her red raw, even if it’s proving too much for her tight, little body.

I tongue her ass, loving how she tightens around my tongue. Tipping my head back, I see a fresh load of cream trickling out. I love when she comes for me. I love seeing her slick and dripping. I love when it’s on my tongue, but even more, I love pushing it back into both her holes just to see her squeeze it out again. Massaging it back inside her is like an entrancing game.

‘Tell me how I make you squirt, my sweet, sexy, siren of a slut?’ I bite the inside of her thighs as I prepare to bring on the onslaught of all orgasms. She’s delirious, but she hears me.

‘Rub my clit, really hard and fast.’ She barely breathes it out, but now I have my instruction manual, I’m prepared to succeed at all costs.

‘Come for me one more time, baby, and I’ll fuck the life out of you. You got that, Hart?’ Her accepting moans tells me she’s up to the task.

I sit up on my knees, wrapping her legs around my waist. Leaning over, I balance myself on one hand, while I start ministrations with the other. I use all four fingers to thrum over her sensitive bud, increasing the intensity and speed with every stroke. She bucks up, meeting me stroke for stroke, her tummy tensing and going taut.

‘Linc. Linc. Linc,’ she chants, freezing in a half sit-up position as she starts to come.

Pure. Fucking. Magic.

Ducking down so my head is level with her cunt, I continue rubbing back and forth as she lets out another silent scream, this time flailing backwards. A second gush is ripped from her body, this time spraying my sheets and my face simultaneously. Fucking delicious. I catch what I can in my mouth, letting the rest trickle where it may. When I know she’s spent and there’s nothing left, I let her melt into the mattress. I bask in how come-filled and messy she is, from her face to her pussy. She’s my wet dream come to life.

Flopping down beside her, I pull her come-covered body on mine, kissing her deeply. My cock is hard as a rock again, and it’s only a matter of minutes before I’m inside her. I’ll give her a couple of minutes of rest, but that’s it.

‘You ready for me to live inside you for the rest of the night?’ I groan as her soft hand strokes me up and down.

‘Should I get on top?’ she coos, kissing my lips, my jaw, my neck.

It’s hard to comprehend that this insatiable, sensual woman is the same sweet Amity who was in my bed all those years ago.

‘Get the fuck on my dick.’ My hand collides with the cheek of her ass, the sting music to my ears.

‘Will you come inside me?’ she asks in a strangled voice as she sits atop of me.

One arm locks around my neck, while the other fiddles with my cock as she lines herself up. When she slides down, her warm, tight pussy expands to let me in. Giving no wriggle room, she locks both arms around my neck and starts riding me.

With a quick flick of her sweaty hair over the side of her neck, I finally have access to her skin. My hands find her ass, lifting her up and down my throbbing cock.

‘You’re finally inside me again,’ she coos as I suck on her neck. I lick her collarbone, neck, chest, any part of her my tongue can reach.

Jackhammering into her, I drive her down with a force I’ve never used before on a woman. I know I hit the right spots when she chants my name like it’s a fucking affirmation.

Reaching down, I play with her clit, hoping to fuck I paralyse her into another orgasm.

‘Harder, baby. Fuck me harder. Fuck me and break me.’ My groans deafen around us. I don’t know how priests and nuns fucking do it, living without sex. I feel bad for every holy man and woman on earth, deprived of this nirvana feeling.

I can feel my cock expand, growing thicker and fuller inside her, stretching me to the core. Her palms pinch my shoulders as I keep thrusting into her as she bounces.

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