Page 59 of The Reaper
She moaned quietly but did as she was told, opening her legs so that I could see that pretty pussy I’d enjoyed tasting only moments ago. I reached forward, using my finger to trace along the seam of her pussy, coating my finger in her wetness. She wriggled and hissed, her head moving back against my pillow as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of me touching her.
“Don’t close your eyes, baby. I want you to watch everything I’m going to do to you.”
Her head snapped up at my command and she opened her eyes.
“Good girl,” I said as I took my finger away and slid it into my mouth, sucking her sweetness and moaning with how good she tasted.
“I want to taste you too,” she whispered, and the thought of her doing just that made my dick throb. So, I gave her what she wanted. What sane man wouldn’t?
Stroking myself, I crawled over her, and when I reached her face, I teased my dick against her mouth.
“Taste me,” I told her, running the tip along her bottom lip, desperate for her to open to me. Like the good girl she was, she opened her mouth, her tongue darting out to swirl around the head. “Suck me, beautiful girl. Make me come.”
I leaned forward, pushing into her mouth, hissing at how good it felt to be inside her this way. I held onto the wall with one hand to give myself leverage and placed my other hand behind her head, guiding her.
She lay on the bed, propped up on my pillow as I was suspended over her, fucking her face in slow, steady strokes. The warmth of her mouth, the swirl of her tongue, all of it was sending me over the edge, but I needed more. Fuck did I need more. More sucking, deeper penetration. I wanted to fuck her hard.
“I need you to take me deeper, baby. Tap me if it gets too much.”
I pushed further into her mouth, sliding down her throat until she took every goddamn inch. She choked a little but not for long. I could feel wetness as the spit ran down her chin, but she didn’t tap out. My girl was willing to try anything, that much was becoming clear. She sucked me like I was the tastiest goddamn lollipop she’d ever had in her life, and when she grabbed onto my ass, pulling me to her as I fucked her face, I knew this girl had been made for me. She was perfect.
Long strokes became faster, more furious, and I became frantic as I began to chase that high. The suction of her mouth, the tightness of her throat, and her tongue rubbing against my shaft became too much. When she reached to cup my balls, her nails gently tickling and caressing me in the most sublime way, I lost it. My balls tightened, my spine tingled, and I knew I was close––so close.
“I’m going to come, Leah.” I gasped, but she took hold of my ass to let me know she wanted me to come down her throat. She wasn’t going to pull away. And so I did, groaning as hot spurts of cum slid down her throat. The sensation of her swallowing as my dick throbbed in her mouth was fucking heaven, indescribable heaven, and I closed my eyes, savouring every second of it.
When I eventually pulled my dick free, she gasped, wiping her face a little, and then she smiled up at me.
“You are fucking unbelievable.” I groaned, moving back to sit between her legs. When I looked down and saw how wet she was, how turned on sucking me off had made her, I growled, “You’ve got my bed sheets all wet, baby. That’s so fucking hot. Did you enjoy that as much as I did?”
“You know I did.” She grinned shyly.
I leaned down, taking one long slow lick of her wet pussy, and then I moaned. “The sweetest honey, that’s what you are. Once I’m finished with you, these bedsheets will be soaked through.” I crawled back up to her. “Kiss me,” I whispered. “See how good you taste on my tongue.”
She did as she was told, her tongue tangling with mine as we tasted each other. I could feel myself getting hard again, and I broke the kiss, kneeling in-between her legs.
“I need to fuck you hard, Leah,” I told her, running my fingers along her pussy and loving how soaked she was because of me. I rubbed and teased, exploring her with my fingers, pushing gently inside her but only enough to coax out more moans from that gorgeous mouth of hers. The sounds she made were the biggest turn on, and my dick started to throb again, desperate to be inside her and feel the tightness of her pussy gripping me. Taking my dick in my hand and pressing it against her clit, I used the head to circle and rub against her. I wanted her desperate for me; on the edge, out of her mind with desire.
“Fuck me anyway you want.” She sighed, and with my free hand, I slapped the side of her ass.
“That’s my girl. Always ready to give me what I want.”
Firmly, I grabbed both of her legs, putting them over my shoulders as I lined myself up against her.
“I’m going to fuck you so good, baby, so hard. I want to hear you scream for me. Scream my name and let everyone know whose pussy this is.”
I didn’t give her time to reply, I thrust forward, impaling myself into her, and hissing at how tight she felt. Her cry of ecstasy as I pulled out to the tip then thrust back in hard spurred me on. I held her legs, ramming into her, watching her tits bounce, her face contort, her cries grow needier, wilder, as I slammed my cock into her tight warm pussy over and over again.
“Do you like that?” I asked as I thrust hard. “Do you like the feel of my big cock stretching you, baby? Does it feel good?”
She nodded, unable to form words. But the room was filled with her moans, her cries, the sound of our bodies slamming together, and me groaning as I ground into her, wanting to give her the best orgasm she’d ever had.
My thrusts sped up and she gripped the headboard behind her, screaming, “Oh, Devon.”
I smiled.
“That’s it, baby, scream my name. Let everyone in this building know I’m fucking you. Let them know you’re mine.”
“Devon,” she repeated over and over as I rammed into her.
