Page 40 of Together We Burn
Moving from her neck, I tangled my hand in her hair, tightening the grip to tug her head backward, only able to let her dominate for seconds before the need to take over pushed through.
I scooped her up, guiding her legs to wrap around my waist and without breaking the kiss, I walked us to her bed and sat down. Keeping her on my lap, she was straddling me and my touch was free to roam wherever I wanted.
Bringing my hands to her front, I traced over the peach and eggplant emojis printed on the front of her pyjama top and swiped a thumb over her nipple. Quickly it pebbled beneath my touch and she made a little gasp as she arched into my hold.
“If you need me to fuck that sexy ass of yours, you can just ask. No need for the subliminal messages, baby.”
She released a breathy laugh and rocked her pelvis against me, rotating over my erection as her nipples hardened further than I’d have deemed possible. I wouldn't be shocked if they poked holes through the fabric of her shirt.
Breaking away, I kissed down her neck and pushed her top up, exposing those gorgeous tits and latching onto the nipple I’d been playing with, sucking hard.
“Jake,” she cried, clutching my hair and tugging it sharply until it stung. Smiling around her rosy peak, I soothingly licked over it and moved on to the other one.
Stefany quickly tugged her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor and held on to my shoulders, grinding hard onto my painfully stiff cock.
“That’s it, baby, don’t stop. Use me to make yourself come.”
She increased her rocking, managing to get off on the friction of her panties rubbing against her clit and the bulge in my jeans.
She was hypnotic, her head tilted toward the ceiling, eyes closed, and her pouty mouth parted as she released rhythmic pants with each ripple against me.
This was torture; the desire to be inside her, fighting the longing to watch her make herself come, had me painfully gripping her hips, helping her find that euphoria she was desperately seeking.
Pressing her firmly against me, I pushed up in time with her movements, dry humping her from below as she curled her fingers deep into my shirt and cried out.
Her orgasm was long and spectacular to watch as her mouth widened, and I was hit with the sudden image of feeding my cock between those beautiful lips.
Swiftly, I flipped her onto her back and tore at her underwear. Without speaking, I threw the soaked lace to the side and dropped to my knees, flattening my tongue to run it up the length of her pussy, tasting the evidence of her orgasm. Rich and slightly sweet and all Stefany.
I’d barely begun when her small foot kicked my shoulder, pushing me back as she sat up on her elbows. Her smile was devilish as she shuffled her way up her bed and spread her legs.
“Come here,” she said, her voice husky and completely oozing in sex as she crooked her fingers. “I need to touch you.”
I groaned. Those fucking words were like magic.
I ripped my shirt from my chest, transfixed by the woman watching my buttons ricochet across the bed and onto the floor. Making quick work of my pants, I pushed them and my boxer briefs to the floor, toed off my shoes, and joined her on the bed, crawling over her and capturing her lips with mine.
She moaned as she tasted herself on me, and that spurred me on, moving my hips until the head of my cock pressed against her wet pussy.
“No,” Stefany moaned against my mouth, using her hand this time to push at my shoulder. My eyebrows raised, and my poor balls were close to falling off with how blue they were.
I whimpered,fucking whimpered,like a fucking baby. “You’re killing me, Stefany.”
She chuckled and pushed harder until I flopped onto the other side of her bed. The scent of her shampoo and body wash wafted from the pillows, making my cock bob against my stomach.
The ache in my balls was made worse when Stefany slid on top of me, straddling my legs, and ran the tips of her fingers down my pecs, abs, and followed along my V lines, but never touched my cock.
Grinding her ass against my dick, I hissed at the contact. I was sensitive and ready to blow; if she kept teasing me like this, I would embarrass myself.
Licking her lips, she shifted her weight and pushed down my legs until her head was in line with the tip of my cock. Using her thumb, she smeared the drop of precum around the head and then proceeded to lick it off.
The unwanted feeling of dread suddenly filled my stomach, and I grasped her hand, holding my most valuable body part.
“You’re not going to flick me again?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.
At this point, I wasn’t sure Stefany wouldn’t have lulled me to a false sense of security just to fuck with me again.
She bit her lip, looking downright impish as she glanced from my cock to my eyes and back again.
