Page 23 of Two Canes, One Cup
I haven’t gotten where I have in life by giving up on the race to my goals.
And she’s the finish line.
There’s a flutter in her breath as her moan drops into a husky rasp.
Plunging two fingers into her clenching pussy, I beckon her to tip over the edge.
Her hips jut into the air, crushing her sweet cunt against my lips as she goes rigid with a flush of red working up her bare body.
Merry Christmas to me. I want her to be the glowing decoration under my tree every year.
With a frantic urge, I push my jeans down, freeing my leaking cock from my zipper.
“Ride that wave, baby girl,” I growl, climbing her panting form, pulling her knee up to marry her heaving chest.
Her fingers wrap the purple head of my length, and her blue eyes fly wide. “Reece, you’re—”
“You’ll be fine,” I assure her, dropping my lips to the shell of her ear. “Relax and let me do the work.”
She gives me a tiny nod, rolling her puffy lower lip between her teeth.
I use short strokes, dipping the tip of my cock against her soaked entrance.
It’s a struggle to maintain control when her mouth forms a perfect circle and her eyes drift close as her features fade into bliss.
Her fingers loosen on my arms, shifting from a brace, to pulling me deeper.
“That’s it. Look at you, taking me so well.” I feather her arching throat with light kisses as I roll my hips.
Fuck, she’s so tight. There’s no way I’m lasting long.
“So big,” she exhales, tilting her waist to widen her thighs. Sweat prickles her forehead as her hands drop to claw into my ass cheeks.
She’s acting like she wants it all.
“Almost there.” My back burns in restraint. This is worse than swinging an ax. Every muscle in my body is screaming at me to piston into her.
“Give it to me.” Her moan tingles intomy belly.
Pulling nearly all the way out, I give her what she wants.
Thrusting deep, our stomachs press as she cries out.
“Does my girl want to be pounded? Split in two?” Sizzling in my nuts warns me I’m getting close.
“Yes,” she mewls, gyrating her needy cunt against me.
That’s all I needed.
Withdrawing again, I slam into her, pushing another gasp from her luscious lips.“I’ll give you everything I have,” I grunt, driving into her again. “Take it. Squeeze me dry.”
Our skin slaps as my fingers dig into the flesh of her hip, tilting her to give her every inch.
The tip of my cock rams into the blossom of her womb, priming it for the eruption that is growing tantalizingly close.
Her breath comes in pants as the muscles of her pussy start to lock.
Then she’s arching against my chest, shuddering in contractions that rip through me, stripping me of every drop.
