Page 15 of Dangerous Curves Ahead
His already hard cock got harder, so hard it hurt and jerked in his slacks.
He pulled her panties down her legs and when her wet, pink pussy was revealed, his cock jerked even more, and he had to reach down, palming himself, trying to stave off the orgasm wanting to flow free.
He was saving every single bit of his cum for her womb.
He looked up and she was up on her elbows, looking down at him and he took the first lick up her wet pussy.
She fell back to the bed with a moan and he explored her, finding the sensitive parts of her that practically screamed for more exploration.
He gladly gave in, and sucked hard on the small clit that had peeked from its hood, and he flicked it with his tongue, sucked it, circled it and she was arching off the bed, crying out his name as she exploded with the first orgasm.
He grunted, trying his best to stave off his own orgasm, and with a valiant effort, he did.
He stood, pulling his shirt free and undoing his belt and pushing his pants down his legs, taking his boxer briefs with them.
She was lying still on his bed, her breasts heaving with her panting breaths and he hated that they were covered with her bra still.
When he climbed on the bed, she opened her eyes and smiled at him, “That was something else.”
Then her eyes widened as she took in his body, and he sat back, letting her admire him.
He had a few tattoos from his time in the Navy and they covered his biceps, his chest and had a few on his back.
She bit her lip, and when her eyes landed on his cock, she let out a gasp. “There is no way that will fit inside me.”
He stroked his hard cock once, twice, “Bombshell, you are mine. Made just for me, like I was made for you. Even if I just stick the tip in each time we make love, I will die a happy man.”
She reached behind her back, and undid the clasp of her bra, spilling her luscious tits free from their prison.
They were more than a handful, tipped with darker pink nipples that seemed to call for his mouth.
He obliged them, and sucked one peak into his mouth, while he cupped the other breast and rolled its peak with his fingers.
She moaned and he switched sides, needing to taste her everywhere, like he said he would.
She arched her hips, “I want to try to fit as much of you as I can. I need you Steele.”
Hearing his name fall from her lips as she asked for his cock was like the sweetest music he had ever heard and he let her nipple go.
They were wet and shining and he licked the other one last time before moving up her body and kissing her, no doubt sharing her delicious flavor with her.
She kissed him hard and he notched the tip of his cock against her entrance and slowly pushed inside.
She let out a gasp into his mouth and he went still and she breathed, “Keep going. It feels good.”
She was right. Her heat bathed the tip of his cock and she was so wet, that he slipped further in with hardly any resistance.
She was squeezing his cock and he had to take a deep breath to keep from cumming right then.
And as he pushed further in, he came up to her barrier and with a hard thrust, broke through and seated his entire length deep inside her.
He moaned at the feeling of being surrounded by her and she was gasping, trying to breathe.
“I’m so sorry Bombshell. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I thought if I rushed and broke it quickly, it would hurt less.”
She nodded, “I’m okay. Just give me a second. I am so full of you,”
He groaned and did his best to keep still, and when she moved her hips, he pulled out slowly and then thrust back in.
