Page 86 of Certified Pressure 4
I cupped his balls in one hand and massaged them gentle, then leaned lower and sucked them into my mouth one at a time, lickin’ all over them. His legs spread wider when I did that.
“Damn…” he groaned, his hand tightenin’ in my hair.
I went back up to his shaft and licked from the base all the way to the tip, long and slow, like I was savin’ every taste of him. My tongue flicked under the head, kissin’ the sensitive part before I swallowed him again, deeper this time. I bobbed my head, suckin’ hard, lettin’ the spit pop every time I came back up.
Sloppy sounds filled the room. Real wet, nasty and loud.
I jerked him with one hand and sucked with all throat, my lips slidin’ and spit drippin’ down my chest.
He started breathin’ heavier, his stomach tightenin’ and his hips pushin’ up like he couldn’t help it.
That’s when I really went to work.
I twisted both hands on him, and stroked his dick fast while my mouth sucked the head of his dick. I moaned on him, loud and messy, lettin’ the vibration hit the sensitive part, watchin’ his abs jump every time I did it.
His head fell back and he let out a rough, low, “Fuck…”
I smiled around his dick and kept goin’, sloppier, nastier, deeper, suckin’ him like I was tryna take his soul right out his body.
“Damn, baby,” he muttered, his voice thick with pleasure.
I hummed against him, takin’ him deeper, lettin’ my tongue glide as I moved up and down. His hand tightened enough to let me know he was feelin’ it. Every sound he made pulled another moan out of me, and I wanted to taste every bit of that reaction. I lifted my head for a second, lookin’ up at him with a smile before I licked him again, slow from the base to the tip.
He tilted his head back, breathin’ hard, his abs flexin’ every time I went down on him.
The way he groaned my name like a broken cry, let me know he was close. I didn’t stop. I wanted all of it. When he finally came, I swallowed slow, my eyes still on him. He looked down at me, breathin’ heavy, his face soft but full of that look that always melted me.
I climbed up beside him, and he pulled me close, kissin’ the side of my neck and whisperin’, “I love you, girl.”
I kissed him back, then slid out of his arms and stepped out of the bed. My legs were still shaky, but I grabbed the straps of my dress and let it fall right down my body.
He watched every move I made. He pushed himself up and pulled the rest of his pants down, takin’ off his briefs with them so he was completely naked. He leaned back on his elbows, his eyes runnin’ slow over my whole body while his dick stood up hard between us, still glistenin’ with my spit.
I stood there for a second, lookin’ at him, takin’ in the way the light hit the veins in his shaft, and the way the spit I left behind slid down toward his base. He watched me right back, his tongue slidin’ across his bottom lip like he already knew I was about to climb on top of him and ride him slow.
I climbed back onto the bed, crawlin’ toward him on my hands and knees while his eyes followed every shift of my hips. I swung my leg over him and straddled his waist, gettin’ ready to sit down on this dick slow, my body already throbbin’ for him again.
I guided him inside me slow, my body stretchin’ to take him all in. The feelin’ made me moan before I could stop myself. He was thick and deep, slidin’ into my pussy so slow it made my thighs shake. I started movin’ slow, rollin’ my hips against him while his hands helped guide me. His eyes never left mine, and every time I rode harder, he groaned, his head fallin’ back.
“Damn, you feel good as hell,” he whispered.
I moved faster, and the sound of how wet I was had the room makin’ noise. It was slippery, and juicy. My heat wrapped around him so tight it felt like my body was tryin’ to pull him deeper, like it wasn’t satisfied unless he touched every part of me inside.
His hands slid from my waist to my hips, grippin’ me hard, and I felt that shift in him. That moment where he stopped lettin’ me ride him and started takin’ over. He lifted his hips, meetin’ every roll of my body with a deep thrust that made my mouth fall open.
I leaned down to kiss him, our lips barely touchin’ as our bodies moved together. He kept whisperin’ in my ear, tellin’ me how much he loved me, and how crazy I made him. His voice was shakin’ every time he spoke.
My body trembled again, and when he gripped my waist tighter and started meetin’ my movements with long, deep strokes, we both lost control.
This nigga didn’t bounce me. He dragged me! He pulled my body back and forth on his dick, grindin’ me down into him with every thrust. I could feel him pressin’ all the way up in me.My legs started shakin’ harder, my stomach tightenin’, and my damn head going back ‘cause the pleasure was too fuckin’ much.
“Oh my God,” I moaned as my nails dug into his chest. “It feel so good… it feel so good…”
He grabbed my hips harder. His thrusts got deeper and heavier, pushin’ into me from underneath while my body rolled against him. My whole body felt like it was turnin’ inside out. The way he was hittin’ my shit made my back arch and my thighs lock up around him.
“I feel you, baby,” he groaned, his stomach tightenin’ under my hands. “I feel how wet you are… I feel all of it…”
His hips slammed up into mine again, slow but powerful, and that was it. My body went limp and tight at the same time. I felt my pussy clench up hard around his dick, my whole body vibratin’ while heat rushed through me so fast, I lost my breath.
