Page 49 of Rich Girl
She places her hands on the sides of my hips, her lips teasing the tip of my cock with gentle licks.
Deciding that I can’t deal with much more of this, I grab her by the hips and pull her down. She loses her balance, falling to her elbows on top of me, my cock sliding right into her mouth.
My eyes roll to the back of my head when the taste of her invades my mouth. Her pink folds are dripping, and her flavor is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I am so into eating her that I can’t focus on her trying to suck me dry.
The room fills with this incredible energy where all I can think about is the woman who’s grinding her pussy onto my mouth while her cock is about to choke her to death.
I wrap my lips around her opening and stick my tongue inside her, slurping noises coming out of me while I moan in excitement. My hips press up, forcing my cock to go deeper. Thatdoesn’t seem to bother her, quite the opposite. A new rush of her juices drips down onto my tongue and to the sides of my mouth.
Her thighs are shaking by my head, and from the way she moves, I can tell that she’s close. That’s timely considering I’m about to blow my load down her throat. Shivers run up and down my spine, and I lick her harder.
I want to play with her clit, too, knowing that’s the money maker, but I can’t get enough of the way she’s pressing herself against my mouth as I continue licking her. I can’t get enough of her juices filling my senses.
Feeling that I can’t go for much longer and wanting to come at the same time as her, I bring an arm up, pressing it around her thigh until my hand finds the little nub I know would get her off.
As soon as I touch it, her hips jerk forward, like it’s too much. I press harder, and her mouth applies more pressure to my cock. When I start alternating between running small circles around it while applying pressure on it, it is game over.
She moans around my cock, her face going up and down faster and faster. Her hips are completely out of control as she seeks the relief only I can give her, at least for now.
I bring my other hand to wrap it around her leg, then with both arms holding down her thighs, I refuse to let her lift off my mouth. I slide my lips to her clit and suck on it, alternating between hard and gentle until she finally loses control.
My entire body shivers with the need to come. Tingles up and down my spine make me lose control, and I violently shove my cock into her mouth as far as it would go. I can’t think of anything other than coming with no capacity to discern whether I’m hurting her or not.
Cum erupts from my cock, taking us both by surprise. My eyes close while my lips are still sucking on Hayden’s clit.
I lose track of time or anything that’s happening around us, my focus only on the pleasure she’s giving me and everything that I can give her.
At some point, my hips drop back to the floor, but I can still feel my cock twitching a bit when it slides out of her mouth.
Hayden’s face now rests against my thigh, and her legs are shaking from the effort she’s making not to suffocate me if she drops her spent pussy back onto my face.
My arms feel weak and my everything hurts when I turn my head to place a kiss on the inside of her thigh. She jumps in surprise when my lips touch her there, making me want to do it again.
With labored breath, she somehow manages to maneuver herself until she’s lying next to me on the hard floor. She sighs and rests her head on my shoulder, her arm wrapping around my waist before she places a kiss on my cheek.
Her sweet gesture makes me want to kiss the hell out of her. Instead, I just drop my lips onto the top of her head and squeeze her body tight next to mine.
I grin at the ceiling, imagining how she would feel about my apartment once the haze of lust lifts off her eyes. No better time than right now to ask.
“You’re staying then?”
FIFTEEN
I’ve always heardpeople mentioning the twilight zone, but I never knew what they meant by it. I was always under the impression that it was a movie or something like that.
What is happening to me right now has got to be what twilight zone feels like. It’s bizarre. I know I am still in the real world, but it doesn’t feel like it. I am in some sort of parallel universe. The people I now socialize with have no idea about my real life back in Boston. Meanwhile, I play flower girl somewhere in the state of New York.
“Wow, that’s really beautiful, Hayden,” Evie praises my work as she rushes by.
She has a big order for a wedding while I try to work on flower arrangements that she sells through contract to a big shop in the city.
While I’ve never done anything like this in my life, I’ve always been pretty artsy, and I know what I like. I also keep Pinterest up at all times, especially when Evie is not looking. I am grateful to the people who have nothing better to do in their lives than post pictures of flower arrangements, along with instructions on how to do a lot of the things.
I pause for a minute to stretch my back. Everything is cramped up, my hands, my legs, the back of my neck.
“This is hard.”
Evie breezes by. “You are doing great,” she calls out to me. “I’m going to need fifteen more just like that for this weekend.”
