Page 61 of Give You Up

“Enough, babe.”

Out of breath and dizzy, I haul her up and flip her on her back.

“I want a taste of these beautiful tits.” I coast my palm over her nipples. Kiss her the fuck senseless. She whimpers, and B-man is loving it.

He is thick and long and is roaring to be inside her. I mouth her nipples. Swirl my tongue over the fleshy, wanton things. Suck on them. She squirms beneath me. Pushes at me with her hands.

“Too much?”

“Yes. Yes. More.”

“More?” I chuckle. She is fucking sexy, shaking her head but asking for more.

“Suck on them more. Pinch them too.”

I aim to please. I suck harder. Graze my teeth over the hardened balls. Pinch and tweak them. Syn likes the attention I’m paying her tits.

Her slender legs wrap around my waist, and her arms pull me down the same time she tilts her hips. Her heat cocoons my cock. Her pussy juices slick my cock from head to base, her pussy sliding up and down my length like a stripper on a pole.

“Fuck, baby. Fuck, Pixie Dust.”

Impatient and greedy little thing, she grabs my cock and slides me inside her. No warning. No waiting. Just puts B-man in. I finish what she started and slide my rod inside her until I am balls deep.

Her inner muscles clench my cock, and fuck, her body is wild and accommodating, taking my length and my thickness. If I am not careful, I’ll come before she does, and no way will I let that happen.

My pride is at stake here. I have stamina. Am stopping with being prolific. Unless it’s with Syn. Only with Syn, goddammit. And by the time we are through proving who is more prolific and has more stamina, Syn will like sex.

What does she remember from this morning? I was drunk off my ass, but I recalleverything. There’s our agreement to be exclusive. And how about the part that there will be no regrets on either of our parts? Best of all? There’s my warning to her. That I will fuck up any guy who comes sniffing around her.

Syn is my girl. No contestation whatsoever. Otherwise, there will be hell to pay.

Making sure Syn understands she owns my body, I move my hips. Thrust. Pound. Skin slaps skin. I go deeper. Need to go deeper. My balls tighten. A groan slips from my core. Jesus, sex never felt so good. I hook her leg over my hip and balanced on my elbow, I pound inside her from a different angle.

A smile breaks out over her face. Her hands clamp onto my ass cheeks. Nails dig into my flesh. Pain. Pleasure. I’ll take it all as long as it’s Syn inflicting both.

My insides unwind. The tension in my groin uncoils. Fuck, I am ready to come. She isn’t. Her inner walls clench and unclench my cock. But. She. Isn’t. Ready.

I’ll change that.

I pull out of her. She protests and reaches for me. I grab her ankles, and with her legs on my shoulders, I open her wide and eat her out. She jams her fingers in my hair. Yank. I slip my fingers in and out of her. Tongue fuck her pussy.

Her hips come off the bed. She has a killer grip on my hair. My girl is ready. I lick up her slit, and she comes hard, her flavor exploding on the flat of my tongue. Her hips coming back down on the bed again, she loosens her hold on my hair.

“That was great.”

“Still liking sex?”

“Only with you.”

“Funny you say that. I want us to be exclusive, Syn.”

“The dream. I remember. I would like that too.”

“Thank fuck because I don’t share. Ever.”

She skims her fingers over my shoulders.

“Will you come inside me now?”

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