Page 33 of Bodyguard Wolf Shifter
The ripple of encouragement from her tightened throat when she swallowed me whole had me on the edge of sexual hysteria. It felt so good that I didn't want it to end prematurely.
I worked my way back until the head remained between her lips. The white-hot cream simmered at the head about to boil over at any second.
She grabbed the base and began sucking and stroking at the same time. Her fingers came up over the head before going back down. This move excited all the nerves on the way up and down.
This went on for a few minutes before I had to pull away at the last second. The knob was this angry purple. It pulsated and throbbed while she watched with avid interest. She tried to reach out, but I playfully slapped her hand away.
I dropped to my knees, spreading her open and making space between the apex of her thighs. Her wet glistening lips, pink and ripe demanded satisfaction. One swipe of my tongue teased her. Stabbing forth unexpectedly made her cry out to the ceiling. Her thighs twitched when I touched them with the graze of my fingers.
I went to work satisfying my sweet tooth. Her juices flowed freely when I penetrated her fully. Her bare thighs rubbed against my cheeks and pressed against my ears while she enjoyed the tongue-lashing I gave her.
Two fingers entered in this come-hither motion to bring attention to her G spot. Every motion of those two fingers stirred up a hornet's nest inside of her. The low whimpers slowly escalated to squeals and then screams of unbridled passion.
She came with her toes pointing to the ceiling over my shoulders. Sarah was riding the tortuous waves of her excitement. It was too much for any man to endure. The angle was perfect and I took full advantage of it.
That single thrust made her eyes stare at me until I was balls deep. There wasn't an inch to spare. The heated glove curled around me. Those lips kissed the length of my manhood.
Her hand pressed against my sweat-soaked shirt.
Sarah quickly opened it until it was hanging over my shoulders. She moved those fingers with her sharp nails grazing my nipples.
My gasp became music to her ears. She circled each one without making direct contact until I begged her with my eyes to do exactly that.
Each thrust was measured to melt her resistance until we were moving with the rhythm of our hearts. My entire weight came down on top of her on the bed. The black silk sheets rustled around us, and the mattress moved until the headboard banged repeatedly against the wall.
Pieces of plaster came down on top of us in a snowstorm of little white flakes.
"You're not going to last very long at this pace. Slow down and enjoy it. You'll thank me," Sarah suggested.
I smiled at the way that her eyes glazed over. A quick glance made me lose my breath. Just seeing my cock deep inside of her touched something inside of me.
My feet pressed into the mattress for leverage. It made it easier to give it to her deep.
The vein down the back pumped with a life of its own. The knob swelled to two times its normal size. She was taking the blood pressure of my cock with her inner muscles.
I pulled out abruptly to get her on her hands and knees.
Her ass cheeks were quite symmetrical. That was a true bubble butt. The target opened up to me. Those blooming petals welcomed me.
"You have no idea how much I need this," she said with her hands bracing herself against the headboard.
The wall cracked when I gave it to her. This position got a deeper penetration.
The sweat dripped down her back and I traced the small droplets with my fingers until I had a firm hold of her hips. She backed up against me with a motion that swallowed every single inch. She worked herself into a frenzy back and forth. The pressure of her intense ripples of persuasion had me doing mathematical equations in my head to slow things down.
Just watching it go in and out was an aphrodisiac for all of my senses. It was visually thrilling. The audio of her heavy grunts and groans melodically serenaded me.
The room was pungent with sexual heat.
She hit her plateau with a rousing chorus of loud unrestrained moans of encouragement. Her body responded by going into spasms of convulsions. She squeezed the bars on the headboard so tight her knuckles turned white.
"Give it to me… I can't wait any longer," she pressured me to join her.
I hung by a thread waiting for her to ride it out. It was only after she had gone through the most pleasurable part of it that I finally gave in to those exquisite feelings of release.
Fighting it was impossible when the inner storm inside of her had taken control. The force of her will pulled me into the wake of her orgasm. Moving a single inch would only bring about a natural culmination.
I held back for as long as I could while experiencing a rush of endorphins. Her hot juices bathed me in glistening appreciation. Her eyes closed to the immensity of the pleasure steamrolling over her.
