Page 43 of Defended By Bam
His hand traveled up and over one of my breasts, his thumb teasing at my nipple. My back arched and I pressed into his touch. When his lips wrapped around the other nipple, I gasped.
My hands went to his head, gripping his short hair. Tiny shocks went from my nipples to my center as he worked both. Warmth built under the touch of his other hand as it travelled down my side until it met my thigh. He squeezed and rubbed before finally moving it to my inner thigh and grazing the skin lightly as his hand moved closer to where I needed it.
“Bama, please,” I rasped.
“Please what, Linny.” Each time he said that name, my new name, a shock went through me.
“Touch me. I need you.”
He licked my chest before nipping at my neck. I writhed under him, my pussy desperate for his touch. When his lips found mine again, his fingers went under the leg of my shorts and teased at my entrance.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he said on my lips before he plunged a finger inside as his tongue did the same in my mouth.
Moaning as he kissed me deeply, I melted and lost myself with him. My needy hands clawed and dug at his back as he added another finger, his thumb working my clit. His hard kisses nearly smothered me but I didn’t care. I’d suffocate there beneath him in that moment.
His hard cock pressed into my thigh, and my hand reached down to feel it but he pressed himself against me so I couldn’t. “Not yet,” he said. “You first.”
“Bama, I need–” but my words were cut off by the intense explosion crashing from my center, flowing through me all the way to my fingertips.
Everything went black as I rode his hand through the orgasm. When my pussy stopped pulsing around his fingers, my body relaxed and my eyes slowly blinked open. His hand was over my mouth but he was smiling down.
“You’re loud. I love it, but I don't know how deep of a sleeper she is.”
Laughing under his hand that still covered my mouth, I reached down and finally was able to get my hand on his cock. He growled, moving his hand then dipped his head, covering my mouth with his.
Everything about Bama was perfect. His warm skin was soft to the touch but all hard lines and ridges beneath it. He kissed me hard, but sensually. He gripped me like he never wanted to let me go, but didn’t hurt me.
I was so lost in him that I didn’t realize my shorts were still on until he pulled away, my face chasing his, needy for his lips.
But he slowly tugged at my shorts, pulling them down before running his hands back up, but he stopped, parting my thighs with his wide shoulders. “What a perfect pussy,” he said before he dug his face in and lapped through my folds.
My back arched and my hands went to his hair again, gripping harder than I should but I couldn't loosen my fingers. My eyes closed at the feel of his hot mouth over my throbbing clit.
He once again sent me somewhere else. A place I didn’t know and lost all concept of where we were and who was around. And that place was amazing.
Chapter 23
Bama
Linny tasted as good, no—better, than I had imagined. My cock missed her touch, but I had to devour her. My own hand stroked it a few times as my hips tried to fight me. My body was desperate to be inside of her, but I’d thought about lapping at that sweet pussy far too long to rush this.
Her tiny fingers tugged at my hair and pushed my face deeper into her and I was happy to oblige. Needing to feel more of her, I reached up, cupping one of her perfect tits in my hand.
She mewled and bucked as I sucked and lathed her up. I’d muffled her screams before, but now I was on a mission and couldn’t be bothered to worry about anything but making her come all over my face.
My balls ached, so I used my other hand to fill her hole as I increased my pressure to her clit. My own hips bucked, ready to fill her up but she needed to be satisfied, and I wanted to taste her release on my tongue.
Her channel pulsed then tightened, so I sucked her hard clit even more, running my tongue in circles over it as I pumped two fingers inside.
She moaned in soft, short bursts as her hips jerked, and her legs shook and tightened over my shoulders. Humming over her clit, I didn’t change pace until she finally relaxed onto the bed and her legs fell from my shoulders.
Reaching to my nightstand, I pulled out a condom and rolled it on before kissing my way back up her body.
Her hands grabbed at my sides, and I looked down at her. Her cheeks were ruddy, and her breaths ragged and deep. When her beautiful blue eyes opened, I stared down, unable to stop my words. “You’re mine, Linny.”
She nodded, licking her lips. “All yours. Only yours.”
Grabbing her hand from my waist, I pulled it to my lips, then placed her palm over my heart. “And this is yours.”
