Page 62 of Tattered Souls
And I can’t tell you how many engine specs ran through my head as I tried fucking hard not to blow my load the moment her heat settled around my cock.
But I would be damned if I didn’t get my woman off again before I came.
Tatum
He did it again. And again. And again.
And that was when I felt it.
That burning fire.
Building and building and building.
“Give it to me, baby. Now,” he said with a growl.
And then.... it happened.
My body tightened, his teeth gritted as my pussy clamped down around his cock, and then, I saw stars as I came.
“Thank Christ.” He said as he groaned and then stilled.
I felt it.
His hot cum jetting inside of me.
I was slowly coming down when he said, “Won’t ever do this again. But gotta say, best fucking pussy I ever had.”
I winked, “Best cock I ever had.”
He grunted.
Which caused me to giggle.
In return, he chuckled, then winked at me after he finished.
He carefully pulled out of me and then rolled off me and onto his back.
Gathering me in his arms, he pulled me against him.
I rested my head on his chest as it expanded long and slow.
He pressed a kiss on my forehead, and then he moved out from beneath me.
He headed into the bathroom, and then moments later, after he had on his boxers, he held a washcloth in his hand.
He carefully cleaned me up, then tossed it into the hamper.
He tagged his phone as he asked, “Grab me a beer, baby, please.”
I nodded, then tagged one of his tees and slipped it over my head.
Once I had his beer and a wine spritzer for me, he had the phone to his ear.
He took the bottles as he placed our order, popping the top of mine and handing it to me.
We lay there as we waited for the food, talking about everything under the sun.
Once the food arrived, he slipped on a pair of pajama bottoms and started for the door.
