Page 69 of Keeping Skylar
Grabbing his hard cock, he begins stroking it again, as if warming himself up for me. Everything about Heath’s body is a work of art—magnificent, striking and utterly breathtaking. He’s certainly the biggest I’ve seen, maybe nine inches, with an impressive, thick girth. The sheer size of him is a wicked promise—a perfect mix of pleasure and pain that’s waiting to unravel me.
“Heath, I don’t think I can fit that all the way in,” I admit.
A sinful grin spreads across his face.Yeah, he knows he’s got the goods.As I inch forward, Heath immediately drops his hand from his cock the second mine takes over. I maintain the same rhythm he had before, causing him to groan with each powerful stroke.
After a few minutes, I pause, replacing my hand with my mouth. The instant my warm lips and tongue close around his shaft, his eyes flutter shut, releasing a deep growl that sends shivers down my spine. Gripping his thighs, I tease and devour his hard cock, inch by inch, while he fists my hair, urging me to take him deeper.
Our eyes connect once more, and that’s when he loses it. He begins thrusting inside my mouth faster and deeper, pounding the tip of his cock into the back of my throat, occasionally making me gag.
“Breathe through your nose, baby. Relax your throat,” he instructs me. I do as he says and focus on relaxing my throat, breathing air through my nose until he’s sliding all the way in with ease.
My saliva coats his hard length and balls, tears spilling down the sides of my cheeks as he fucks my mouth with relentless intensity.
“Baby, I’m going to need to stop before I end up coming all over that beautiful face of yours,” he pants as I slowly pull away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
He helps me to my feet, and the moment we’re face to face again, I give him a playful push, sending him tumbling back onto the couch with a soft thud.
He sits and watches me with his hand lightly stroking his dick, as I slowly strip off my bra and thong. The moment I’m completely naked in front of him, a deep, agonised groan escapes his lips, like the sight of me is both pleasure and torment for him. “Duchess, are you trying to fucking kill me?” He bites his bottom lip, his lustful gaze trailing slowly over every curve of my body.
I climb onto his lap—my knees on either side of his thighs. I’m about to lower myself onto his cock, when he grips my hips firmly, holding me in place.
Suddenly, he drops his forehead on my chest. “I don’t have a condom on me,” he murmurs, his voice laced with disappointment and a hint of frustration.
I tilt his head up so that he’s looking at me. “I got tested as soon as I learnt about Kaden’s affair. I’m clean and still on the pill.”
He gives a small smile. “I’ve never had sex without protection before and I get tested regularly as a precaution. I’m clean too.”
With nothing holding us back, Heath slowly guides me down onto his thick, hard cock until he’s completely sheathed inside me, both of us letting out a breathy groan at the same time.
Gripping the back of the couch, I roll my hips along his length, instantly feeling my pussy stretch to accommodate his size.
“Fuck, you’re so tight. And dripping wet,” he growls, his hands cupping my arse roughly.
I lean down and slam my lips to his, kissing him hard and deep until we’re both breathless and gasping for air. My fingernails dig into the polyester, almost piercing right through the fabric as I bounce on his lap.
Heat builds up in my core with every hard thrust, the sensation making my eyes roll and my pussy weep. He feels so good inside me.
When Heath’s mouth clamps over my nipple, sucking and nipping at the sensitive bud, I cry out in pleasure from the slight pain.
“Heath, I’m so close,” I whimper.
He grips my waist and takes full control, impaling himself deeper inside me.
When he senses my body getting close to the edge, he flips us over, where I’m lying on my back and he’s now on top of me. He pins my knees down against my chest, spreading me wide open as he shoves his dick all the way back in, causing me to gasp out loud.
“You’re so goddamn wet, it’s making me lose my mind.” Heath fucks me like a savage, each thrust more powerful and relentless than the one before. It’s as if he’s possessed. The sensation is almost unbearable—blissfully intense and overwhelming. I grip his arms for support, needing something solid to keep me grounded.
As soon as he circles his thumb on my swollen clit, it’s then that I explode. A scream rips from my lips as I come undone,my body quaking beneath the force of a blinding, all-consuming orgasm.
“Fuck, baby! You’re soaking me.” Heath groans as he watches his cock slide in and out of my drenched pussy.
As I ride out my release, he pins my arms above my head and continues hammering into me like he’s fucking me into another lifetime. Sex with Heath is literally earth-shattering. It’s far from vanilla. It’s rough, wild and dangerous. Dangerous in a sense that leaves your pussy feeling destroyed or deliciously sore for days.
His thrusts increase speed and I feel him getting close. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum. I’m fucking cumming, baby!”
Next minute, his head whips back, and a low, guttural roar escapes his throat as he empties his seed deep inside me. And just because I can, I clench my walls around his cock, making sure to milk every last drop. “Woah, fuck! I’m so sensitive.” He breathes out, his body jerking from the sensation before collapsing on top of me.
After a few steadying breaths, Heath lifts himself onto his forearms, his eyes holding mine as he catches the devious smile tugging at my lips. “You’re a naughty girl, you know that?” he murmurs, before pulling me into another kiss, this one more heated, more possessive.
