Page 9 of Man of the Month Club: May
He rewards my enthusiastic obedience by lowering his face to the place I crave him most and devouring me.
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Cooper
Poppy is so responsive and delectable. I could lick her sweet pussy for hours, but she’s already close to coming. Her legs are quivering beside my ears and she’s thrusting her body up into my mouth as she moans incoherently. My swish, flick, sucking rhythm has her teetering on the edge of oblivion.
I want to make her come undone so hard that she’ll never think about another man ever again. I need to make her mine––all mine.
After my hands brush down her sides, they move around to cup her ass cheeks, lifting her higher as I feast on her. She trembles as my tongue laps greedily at her opening.
Her fingernails claw into the skin at the back of my neck as she gasps and pulses up into me. She screams my name as I love the core of her sex with increased vigor.
She’s panting when she finally lifts her head up to look at me. I stand and her gaze travels down to my hard cock. She licks her lips before whispering in a husky voice, “I need you inside me.”
Fully on board with that plan, I help her sit up as I say, “That’s the best idea you’ve had all night.”
She wraps her legs tightly around me as I lift her. Reaching down, she lines my tip up with her slick opening. We gaze into each other’s eyes as she slowly slides down the length of me, taking me in all the way to the hilt.
Her hot, wet pussy surrounds me, and I’m lost in the ecstasy of being buried inside her. My knees want to buckle with pleasure, but I force them not to give out on us. Instead, I turn to carry her to my bedroom.
My walking creates hip thrusts that spurn Poppy on. She tips her head back and begins riding my cock as I try to take steps. Soon, the bedroom is no longer a viable option. I focus on getting to the hall carpeting, since it will make a better cushion for us than the kitchen tile.
I make it to the hall’s threshold, but just barely. As I gently lower Poppy to the floor, I grunt in explanation, “I need you now.”
Proving that she’s completely on board with banging on the floor in my hallway, Poppy breathes out the word, “Yes.”
As soon as she is safely settled onto the plush carpet I rear back and drive all the way inside her. A deep, primal groan emerges from my throat as the warm satisfaction of being engulfed by her washes through me.
I straighten my arms and gaze down at her as I rotate my hips to find the right stroke to maximize her pleasure. When her eyes roll back in her head, I continue with that rhythm as she meets me thrust for thrust. The delectable friction as we move together creates a coiling pressure inside me that demands release.
Her head thrashes from side to side as her slick pussy begins tightening around me. I reach down between us to give her clit a few quick flicks. That light touch is enough to send her crashing over the edge of the cliff.
She moans and clenches around my cock, grinding her body up into me. The squeezing sensation makes my body go rigid. My teeth graze her collarbone as the pleasure becomes too much for me to contain.
The uncontrollable spiral of release begins as my pumping hips pick up speed. Poppy reaches back to grab my ass cheeks––enthusiastically pulling me into her. Our heated bodies slap together as I let go. A guttural moan escapes my open mouth as the orgasm zings through my body, electrifying my limbs and leaving me spent.
When I flop my weight on top of her, she lightly trails her fingernails down my back before saying, “That line between love and hate might be even thinner than we thought.”
I chuckle at the delightful woman before agreeing, “Indeed.”
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Poppy
After rocking my world with some of the best sex I’ve had in… well, forever, Cooper tenderly picks me up and carries me to his bed. He curls protectively around me and almost immediately begins lightly snoring. I’ve never felt so cherished or adored. It’s both wonderful and a bit frightening.
My eyelids drift closed for a moment and when they flutter open, it’s a new day. Streaks of sunshine are just starting to slash across the plush carpet in his bedroom, and my stupid insecurities begin to flare. Insults and arguments can’t possibly be the foundation for a long-term, healthy relationship.Can they?
We would both likely be better off with someone we actually get along with. The thought makes my head pound. Or perhaps, it’s my lack of caffeine. Either way, it’s time to get moving.
There isn’t a viable way for me to get out of Cooper’s strong embrace without waking him, so I bend my knees and place the bottoms of my icy feet on his legs.
He stiffens immediately. His voice sounds sleepy and endearing when he says, “That’s one way to wake me up.”
Deciding that I may as well be my true self right from the start, I grumble, “Need coffee.”
His eyes are barely open, but he snorts out a chuckle and moves to get up. “As you wish, my lady.”
