Page 36 of Codi
I slip my fingers past her thong. Her slit is already slick, warm, and inviting. Just a simple touch, and she arches her back, leaning against the counter.
“Fuck,” she curses under her breath. “Oh, fuck... Codi... ”
I toy with and tease her vulva, tracing her entrance before slipping one finger halfway inside her. Finding no resistance, I slide in another, encouraged by the noise she’s trying so hard to bite down. She rocks her hips, inviting.
I plunge my digits into her in response, pumping her pussy, working her as I suckle and nip at her breast, kissing and licking my way back up to her neck. Every inch of her skin is soft, flawless. I sink my teeth into her neck.
“No marks,” she pants into my ear. “Work... tomorrow...”
Part of me acknowledges and wants to obey.
But that part isn’t the one in charge right now. “You don’t want people to know you’re mine?” I tease, nipping her earlobe, my voice a low growl. My fingers slide into her, to my knuckles, and she grinds back against them. “You don’t want the other nurses to know a machine fucked you better than a man ever could?”
“Christ, Codi,” Denise murmurs, spreading her legs a little further for me. My cock strains my jeans as she rubs her palm against it. Pleasure pours through me. “Where’d you learn to talk like this? I love it.”
She’s so wet that I can hear my fingers pistoning in and out of her, increasing speed. My thumb brushes over her clit, and she whimpers. She threatens to clench her legs shut, but I keep them apart. She grabs handfuls of my shirt and pulls me close, muttering my name a dozen times over.
“I’m going to come,” she whimpers. “I’m coming.”
“Don’t scream.”
She covers her mouth with her hand, eyelids fluttering shut, and stifles a wanton cry as I kiss her neck and shoulder. Her body trembles and relaxes, slackening against me. She’s breathless. “Oh, Codi... I’ve never come so fast... ”
She squeaks when I turn her around to face away from me, tugging her ruined hose down her legs. “What are you doing?” she hisses as I slip my thumbs between her hips and the straps of her thong and pull it down to reveal her soft mound, crested with soft blonde curls.
I lower myself down until I’m seated on the ground, repositioning her so that she stands in front of me, legs slightly spread. I nuzzle her pussy, picking up her sweet scent as I wrap my arms around her thighs. “I want you to sit on my face, Denise.”
Her breath catches. “You’re serious?” Her face turns a darker shade of crimson. “But I can’t do that. What if I hurt you?”
Soft, rumbling laughter escapes me as I bury my nose against her mound, my tongue teasing her slit. Her legs shake, and her knees threaten to buckle, but I hold her steady. I lightly press kisses around her clit, slipping two fingers into her.
She tenses against my ministrations. As the minutes pass, she trusts my strength more, no longer holding herself up fully as she squirms and grinds against my mouth. Her fingers weave into my hair, grasping my head as her breathing heightens, my name escaping her lips as another orgasm spills over her.
I catch her as she staggers and falls into my lap, wrapping my arms tightly around her as I rise to my feet, carrying her with me. I lift her onto the counter, and she wraps her legs loosely around my waist. She’s fully naked, yet I am still clothed. Denise expertly unbuttons my shirt with slender fingers then peels it off my body.
In silence, I take great pride in watching her expression. She’s seen me shirtless before but not like this, and I can read the lust in her eyes.
“Holy shit,” she murmurs, sliding her hands over my chiseled chest. “I forgot just how built you are.”
I smirk as I unbutton my jeans. After a quick adjustment my cock springs free, hard and upright. This quickly garners her attention. She wraps her hand around the base, giving me an exploratory stroke. Her voice is sultry, teasing.
“Big boy.”
With a grunt, I shut my eyes for a moment and enjoy it as she continues stroking me, each ministration increasing the pleasure being sent to my receptors.
“Codi. . .”
“Hm?” I open my eyes and look up.
She gazes at me. “Please.”
I’m quietly amazed she can carry a coherent conversation at all. I lean into her. “Please what?”
She presses a longing kiss against my mouth. “I want you inside me.”
I can hardly keep her waiting when she asks me so nicely. Spreading her thighs further, I slide my dick once, then twice against her soaking wet folds as she bites back another moan. “Is this what you want?”
“Hurry up.” She rubs back against me, eager. “You’re taking too long.”
