Page 140 of Colt

A wet sensation on my cock made me hum with pleasure. I peered down to see Freya lick me from top to bottom with the flat of her tongue.

“Fuck yeah,” I muttered. “Take that cock.”

Her eyes blazed as she licked delicately around the head before taking just the tip in her mouth and sucking gently.

“Love the way you taste me, baby.” I groaned as her other hand came up to gently palm my balls. “You suck me like you were born for it, Freya. Never known a better mouth than yours.”

She hummed over my cock; the soft vibrations from her throat making my hips jerk and my dick thicken even harder in her mouth.

My spine tingled as if I’d been electrocuted.

I leaned up to grab the headboard and hitched my hips higher so I could get better access to Freya’s hot mouth. “Open your throat, baby,” I ordered. “I’m gonna stuff it full of my cock.”

She sighed around my length which made me jerk again, but the angle allowed me to slide my cock a little deeper until it hit the back of her throat. “Swallow me,” I told her, my voice so husky with the pleasure she gave me, it was just a rasp.

Freya moaned and opened her throat for me, allowing me to ease even deeper. My fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head up slightly so I could gently fuck her mouth. “That’s it, beautiful girl,” I crooned. “Swallow me all the way.” I looked down and groaned at the tears running down her cheek. “Fuck yeah.” I moaned. “Cry pretty for me while I fuck your face.”

Freya’s gaze lifted to meet mine and I almost came, there and then, at the tears welling in her eyes. She let out a satisfied moan before hollowing her cheeks out and sucking me down hard.

I threw my head back and let out a shout, hips circling as I gently pumped my cock in and out of her throat.

With a moan, she sucked me deeper, her hands going around to clutch my ass and force me into her mouth.

Lights began flashing behind my eyes. “Jesus, fuck, Freya,” I murmured, my hand trailing down to her neck that almost bulged with being filled by my cock.

She swallowed around me again and I let out another shout as her tight muscles gripped the tip of my dick. I felt my balls draw up into my body and without warning, they released and with a loud curse I spurted down her throat.

My thighs began to shake as streams of cum jetted into her mouth. I held onto the headboard for dear life, my lower back tingling so forcefully, it was almost painful. My hips lost all sense of rhythm as my orgasm took over my body and black spots danced behind my eyes.

The air filled with my moans and Freya’s whimpers. She gripped the base of my cock, making me shout out loud again as she jacked me off, milking every drop of cum from me. I fucked her mouth brutally, chanting how much I loved her mouth and how hard she made me come, until my climax began to wane, and I opened my eyes, looking down at my magnificent woman.

A trail of milky cum escaped her mouth and ran down the side of her jaw.

“Swallow me down, baby,” I whispered. “Make me part of you.”

Her throat worked a couple of times, and I smirked as a little more cum escaped the side of her mouth. Leaning down, I cleaned it up with the flat of my tongue, licking from bottom to top as she sighed.

“Oh my God,” she whispered. “That was so fucking hot.”

I released the headboard and sat back on my haunches before my knees gave way and I sank down on the bed beside her. “I’ve never come like that in my goddamned life, Freya. How the fuck can you be so inexperienced but suck my cock like you were made for it?”

She turned and faced me until our bodies aligned so closely, I could feel the heat radiating from her skin.

“I had a good teacher,” she murmured, a teasing lilt to her voice.

Reaching up, I covered her hand with mine, marveling at the delicate, fragrant skin. A swell of emotion filled my chest because, in that moment, I felt so profoundly connected to her that it took my breath away.

I’d never felt this close to a living soul before, never felt like I belonged until her.

“We’ve got years of this to come,” I said softly, my tone thick with adoration. I stroked her hair back from her face, my fingertips skimming over her temple. It took in the cut of her cheekbone, the olive tone of her skin, and the elegant line of her throat that just minutes ago gave me more pleasure than I’d ever known. “This is just the beginning for us.”

Tears welled in her eyes, but she smiled through them. “I know.”

I grinned. “You ready to come now?”

Her cheeks blushed scarlet. “Can you? I mean, after what we just did...”

My fingers trailed downward over the curve of her stomach to meet the juncture between her thighs. “More than one way to skin a pussy, baby.”

---