Page 64 of Bronco

She takes a long breath. “Nobody’s ever gone down on me.”

Huh?“Why not?”

“My husband didn’t believe in any of that. It was missionary or nothing, and it wasn’t pleasant or enjoyable for me. Since him, there’s only been one mistake and it was ages ago. It was quick and just… well, let’s just say it wasn’t great.”

If I needed any reminder that she needed me to go slow, then that was it. “They’re both fuckin’ idiots,” I say. “Real men eat pussy.”

I spread her pussy lips with one hand and lick right through her wet center again. “You feel that?”

Her hands reach into my hair. “Oh. My. God.”

“My tongue’s gonna make this little pussy purr,Princess,because that’s what real men do.”

I circle her clit with my tongue and her fingernails dig into my scalp. I fucking love it. I bury my face, letting her ride this one out before I fuck her with my fingers. It’s all about working my girl up to my cock, because she’s gonna need some warming up.

I feel her pulse as I hold her hips down, her legs trying to close on my head, but my tongue works overtime, lapping over and over until she’s screaming as she comes, my name on her lips as she falls apart.

“Gonna slide my fingers inside you, okay?” I grunt.

“Yes.”

I slide one finger in her wet hole. In and out, in and out, then replace it with two. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”

I nibble her lips, enjoying the sounds she makes as I struggle keeping my dick from having his own party just by the friction against her thigh. I want in so bad.

I reach for the little bullet, finding the button with ease as I turn it on. “Usually, I let my dick do all the talkin’,” I murmur. “But I wanna see what you do, so show me.”

“No, Bronc!”

“Show me,” I persist. “Please.”

I pass it to her as she holds it in her hand, then she presses it to her clit. I keep my fingers inside her, pumping in and out slowly as I watch. “Ohhhh.” She’s breathy and I love it.

“Better than my tongue?” I muse, pressing kisses to her thigh.

“No, definitely not, ohhhh!” She comes quicker this time, rocking her hips as I curve my fingers deep inside her, stroking her G-spot. “Bronco!”

I grin when she screams my name. Orgasm number two.

She pulls the vibrator away, and I turn it off and toss it to the side. Her pussy is pulsing as I revel in her aftershocks.

“I want to see your dick,” she breathes.”

“Spicy little thing, aren’t you?” I tease. Rising to my knees, I help her sit up. She’s breathless, panting like she just ran a marathon, and though I haven’t fucked her yet, her hair is a tangled mess.

She pulls me in close and we kiss. This time, we’re all tongues. I don’t know how long we fuck each other’s mouths, but my dick is so hard with need, it’s about to burst. I move her hand and place it on my throbbing cock. “Take it out.”

She slides her hand down my length through my underwear and I hiss. Then she breaches the elastic, her hand reaching inside as I watch. She grips me and I groan, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. Amber fondles me inside my undies, and I’m a fucking lost cause. I want to fuck her so bad. I want to shove my big dick inside her and keep her moaning my name all night long.Patience.I tell myself. Her experiences before me sucked, and this isn’t about me anymore. It’s about Amber and how good I can make her feel.

I play with her tits as she continues to stroke me, half my dick poking out the top of my undies, but it isn't enough. “All the way out,” I bark.

She tugs my boxers, and I help her by shifting so I can slip them off my hips and down past my knees. My dick jerks out. All fucking nine inches of him.

“Oh, holy mother of God!” Her eyes are glued to my crotch and I smile. It’s not the first time I’ve heard that.

“You can take it.”

“I— Jesus, Bronc. No wonder your milkshake brings all the girls to the yard.”

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