Page 99 of Reverb
He rocked his hips, seeking friction of his own. Those lovely hands of his coasted over her belly and up to cup her breasts. He teased her nipples. “Come here.”
“Demanding now?” She lowered herself, then moaned as he took one of her nipples into his hot mouth.
He might not be all that sensitive there, but she sure was. Took all her concentration not to pull out of his mouth or collapse down on him, and the moans that fell from her lips sounded wanton and needy, even to her.
This man would undo her before she even had a chance to fuck him. Especially when he rolled so they changed their positions. He switched breasts, licking and sucking the other nub until she thought her nerves might fry from the shocks and sparks flying over them.
Time to turn the tables. Wasn’t hard to reach between his legs and find his dick. When her fingers teased him, David lost all his control. “Oh fuck.”
“Again, that’s the idea.” Mish rolled him back over, then slid down his body, biting and licking as she went.
David’s warm hands caressed her head. “God, yeah. Suck me.”
She did, taking his dick into her mouth and relishing his harsh curse and how his hips lifted off the mattress, how he spread his legs to give her access. He tasted of salt and smelled of musk and she couldn’t get enough.
Her own body flared in response to his moans and bitten-off curses. Fingers laced into her hair. “Baby, god...”
His front hole was warm and tight and wet against her fingers, and the gasp he made was worth every second she lavished on him. God, she’d needed this. Needed to break him apart. Finger him. Suck him off and hear him moan. Better than anything in the world.
Mish pulled back and gazed up at David, his face flushed under his beard, his chest heaving. His fingers brushed her cheek. “God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured.
Only one thing left to do, really. She grabbed the dildo, quickly rolled a condom down on it, and added some lube. He was wet, but tight enough the extra slick would help.
She entered him slowly, her gaze not leaving his until he threw back his head. “Fuck, fuck, oh god...” His hips drove the dick in deeper.
That was a sight. Him hard and spread open by her. She eased the cock out, then drove it in again, finding a rhythm that made the sounds pouring from David loud and plaintive. Then she took his dick back in her mouth.
David writhed under her as she held him down, his dick in her mouth. She pistoned the slick orange cock in and out of his front hole, her own body humming as his pleasure reverberated through her. She might get off like this, making David come, fucking him relentlessly. His breath came in gasps and groans, and she tasted him on her tongue and felt the sharp sting of his hands tangled into her hair.
He came long and hard beneath her, crying out wordlessly as his body jerked and trembled. She didn’t let up, though, fucking him straight through one orgasm and into another that left him pleading with her to stop.
Mish had never been so turned on in her life.
Once she’d slid the cock out of him, he pulled her up so that they were lip to lip. “Fucking hell, woman.”
“You liked that?” He was still trembling. Or maybe that was her.
His answer was a kiss that scorched her down to her toes. His hands cupped her ass as she rode the hard muscles of his leg, trying to seek relief for her overstimulated body and not finding enough.
When she groaned in frustration, David rolled them both over until he was on top, leering down at her. “Don’t think I’m too tired to take care of you.”
Their mouths met and devoured each other in equal measure, and his fingers found her clit between her slick folds.
Didn’t take long before she couldn’t see through the light and the pleasure ripping through her, sending her up and up until she shattered on his hand. She pulled away from his mouth and gasped for air. She’d been so keyed up fucking him, it wasn’t surprising she’d come so fast.
He let her down slowly, but didn’t stop entirely. “Want more?” He mouthed her chin. “Can give you more.”
Except she was wrung out, and even the gentle movements of his hand were almost too much. “Not—now.” She let out a breath as he slid his hand up to her hip. “God, you’re too damn good.”
He grunted. “Hardly did a damn thing.”
“Oh, but you did. You let me have you. I fucking love that.” She nuzzled his neck.
He pulled her close, their limbs shifting until their bodies slotted neatly against each other, as if they’d been made for this. Utter joy spun through Mish like light breaking through the clouds, and that was almost as intense as her orgasm had been. “Can we stay this way forever?”
His soft laugh was more of a hum and movement than sound. “I wish we could.” A hint of sadness there.
Life moved on. After a time, they both heeded the call of their bodies, cleaned themselves up, and finished getting ready for bed.
