Page 36 of Sweet Disaster
I watch as she dips her chin and then opens her mouth, stretching wide to accommodate my girth. It’s like I’ve found heaven. Nothing…well, maybe one other thing…compares to this. My muscles are tense, strung tight as I climb up that ladder of desire. The more she sucks and adds the friction of her hand, the closer and closer I get to the top, where I’ll let loose and fall off into the abyss of pleasure.
Her hand grips and tightens at the base of my cock, encircling it with her fingers, her mouth and hand moving in perfect synchronicity.
I place my hand on the top of her head, sifting my calloused fingers through her satiny strands, and she moans. The vibration from her sound rockets through me as my hips instinctively lift, which thrusts me further down her throat. When the head touches the back of her throat, I let out a loud groan of pain as she gags slightly.
The pleasure kind of pain. The one that signals for release. Which is about to happen any minute now.
“Sorry…you gotta stop,” I plead.
She lifts her head with a knowing smirk. “Well, that was quick.”
I huff out a laugh and grab onto her shoulders to flip her over onto her back. I press my thigh between her legs, nestling my large body into the V of her small frame and lean down to whisper in her ear.
“I’ve been hard for you since the moment I saw your beautiful smile.”
I make sure she knows the truth in my confession by sliding my cock through her wet folds so she can feel how desperate I am for her.
I watch her mouth open, eyes fluttering closed and her teeth sinking into her lower lip. The moan she gives jars something deep inside of me and I can’t stop myself when I do it again.
I’m nearly lost now when I glance down between us and notice the glistening tip of my cock, covered in her wetness, mixing with my own pearl of moisture.
“Ah fuck, Kitty.”
Before I lose myself any further and do something I’ll regret, I grab a condom out of the bedside drawer. Ripping it open with one hand and my mouth, I spit the wrapper out on the floor and quickly roll it over my leaking dick.
Centered once again over her beautiful nakedness, my eyes peruse over her face and breasts. A pink flush coats her creamy skin where I gently nip at her neck, underneath her ear, up and over her hairline and back down her jaw until I reach her lips.
The kiss starts off gentle, like butterfly wings flapping over a soft breeze, and then deepens. When I feel her fingernails dig into my ass, I know she’s desperate for me. But I want to make sure.
Pulling away, leaving her shiny wet lips parted in disappointment, I ask her the question.
“Are you ready?”
Her eyes pop open, the vibrant blue intense with invitation and desire.
She nods her head once. “Yes. I want you, Gavin.”
I take possession of her mouth and line myself up at her entrance. Pushing the tip inside barely an inch, I stop, allowing her a chance to adjust to my size. She’s so small, I need to be careful.
Her fingers tighten on my ass, as she gasps. I feel her tight inner walls relax as they form around me. I move again, pulling out and pushing in for another pass, this time further and with a bit more force. On the third attempt, I’m fully seated and our bodies now joined completely. We both sigh in unison.
Kady wraps her legs around my waist, her heels digging into my backside, allowing for deeper penetration and better leverage. I push up onto my arms, my biceps straining in this position, and I begin to thrust. With every drag and slide in and out, my heart rate increases. Our breaths become ragged and choppy. All the while, Kady continues to chant, “Yes…there…that….mm…more…”
There have been times in my exuberant youth and inexperience when I’ve been a selfish lover, not caring whether I got the girl there or not. But with Kady, I want to give her everything. I want her to feel so much more than she’s ever felt with anyone else.
So even though she’s already orgasmed with my mouth, I want her to come again. Maybe it isn’t a completely selfless act, because I’m dying to feel her spasm around my cock just like she did with my fingers.
“Are you close?” I ask, hoping for the affirmative, but willing to give more to make it happen.
“Mm…so close. Need…faster…”
Okay, I can work with that.
I begin pumping and thrusting faster. Harder. With more force than I probably should, considering she’s so tiny, but her moans aren’t out of pain. It’s clear that I’m driving her closer to the edge. Hitting her in that spot that will send her flying.
With every other thrust, I grind my pelvis into hers. Each time I do, she gasps and groans, her body undulating and trembling underneath me looking for more friction. On the third time, her fingernails scrape down the length of my back and she stills.
A sultry, agonized moan tells me she’s coming, as do the small tremors that convulse around my cock. And holy shit, it’s exactly like I imagined it would be.
