Page 73 of Never Really Mine
His fingers circle my entrance, but never enter. They slide lower until they contact the tight ring around my back entrance. He circles there, applying only the slightest amount of pressure.
“Beau!” I gasp. It’s a completely new sensation, something I’ve never thought about doing before, or truly even considered.
“Is it okay?” he asks, backing away for just a moment.
“Yes,” I cry, shivering with anticipation.
Beau grins, and then his mouth is back, tongue tracing designs and patterns around my clit.
His finger never passes the entrance, just applies a torturous pressure. Two fingers slide back into my pussy unexpectedly, encouraging the heat to build again.
With one finger pressing on my ass, two others curl inside me, twisting and thrusting, my walls clench around him, and I’m hurtling toward an intense orgasm only moments later. “Oh my god,” I cry out, my body eager and pulsing.
He murmurs something against my clit, and the subtle vibration is the final push I need. My orgasm shocks me, my body jolting and jerking into the bed with each pulse and movement. My other thigh clenches against him, and the fingers not inside me squeeze the outside skin of my thigh, giving me a slight bite of pain with the deep, bone-rattling intensity of my orgasm.
His finger increases the pressure against my back hole, but it’s enough—a delicious hint of what could be.
When my body relaxes and I’m no longer shuddering and jolting under his touch, I release my clutch on the sheets and let my legs fall to rest on the bed. “Holy,” I can’t even finish my words.
Beau slides his fingers out and my walls clench once more around him. When he rocks back onto his heels, his cock is still proudly waiting for what is coming.
“My turn.” I sit up, moving over to the side, and pushing Beau down onto the pillows. He tries to fight me, but I rest my hand on his chest, kissing his wet, swollen lips. “You like tasting me?” I ask.
He nods.
“I like tasting you, so let me have my taste.”
Beau groans, reaching back and pulling at the roots of his hair.
I slide my hands down his chest, pressing open mouthed kisses as I do. His cock is still rock hard, the tip red and eager for my touch. When I reach his thighs, I use one hand to stroke up and down his cock, and then I take him in my mouth.
The instant taste of precum spurs me on. I squeeze the base of his dick, sliding my tongue slowly up the shaft as I suck hard on the tip. When I reach the back of my throat, I let it relax, opening further to him.
One of Beau’s hands leaves from behind his head to cup the back of my head, hands tangling in my hair. He tightens his fingers at the root, guiding my head as I move up and down.
He tastes so good, and I’m so eager to make him feel as good as he made me feel.
When I gag slightly, my eyes water, and I feel Beau’s hand leave my head to slide down my back and cup my round ass. He squeezes hard, fingers digging into the soft, ample flesh.
My pregnant belly makes the angle awkward, and I’m short of breath within moments, but I don’t want to stop. I want to feel him coming down my throat.
“Marley,” Beau groans, squeezing my ass harder. His other hand pulls me up and off his cock.
I pout as I pop off his cock, eager for him.
Beau shifts so he’s sitting, rock hard cock ready for whatever is next. He cups my cheek, kissing me softly. “How you doing?”
“So good,” I reply. I’m still catching my breath, my eyes watering. “Next time, you’re coming in my mouth,” I tell him.
“You won’t hear me complaining,” he says with a chuckle. “Lay on your side.”
He helps me lay down on the pillows still on the bed. Adjusting the pillows under my head, he asks, “Are you comfortable?”
I nod. “Yes,” I say, telling him the truth. I love how he always takes the time to make sure I’m comfortable and content before doing anything.
Beau slides down behind me, his chest pressed against my back. Both of our bodies are hot and sweaty, but I feel whole and complete next to him.
His length is pressed against my back, giving me a reminder of what is soon to come. With one arm, Beau slides under my thigh, lifting it up to hook on his thigh, opening me to him. He adjusts my hips, pulling me up and back.
