Page 49 of Stuck-Up Big Shot
After grabbingthe condom in preparation of our fucking, I take my time to undress her, with painstakingly slow and careful movements, much to my impatient dick’s dismay.
While my throbbing cock screams from inside my pants, I twirl Sutton around, facing her in the opposite direction, my fingers deftly unzipping the back of her dress.
“Did I mention how sexy you looked this evening?” I ask in a low voice, my lips skimming over the flesh of her neck and shoulders, thrilled to see the goosebumps have returned.
Trailing a fingertip down her spine, I hit a roadblock at the lace of her bra clasp, and unhook it, the bra falling to the floor in awhoosh. Her dress, however, only peels down to just the flare of her hips. I drag my fingers over the terrain of her svelte curves, her skin a soft, buttery cream that I want to lick and mark and devour in every position.
With a quick pull, the dress loosens and slips to the floor at her feet, exposing the masterpiece of Sutton’s backside. I have to count to ten and replay baseball highlights reel in my head to calm myself, so I avoid bending her over the bed and taking her hard and fast from behind.
My cock roars to life, swelling painfully at this thought, pressing angrily against my zipper, straining for friction and release.
With a gentle nudge of my hand against the middle of her back, I bend her forward. Her elbows prop her up on the mattress, her ass raised high in the air. It’s utter perfection.
She whips her head over her shoulder, her wide eyes gleaming with excitement.
“I need to examine and ponder what I’ll do with my little Button. All grown up now and ready to be fucked.”
She exhales a gust of air from her lungs, followed by a sweet little moan as my palms roll over her perfect and supple ass cheeks. Digging my thumbs into the cushiony center, I peel her cheeks open as she sucks in a gasp. Drawing a line down her crease, I play with the sensitive ring as she squirms and writhes.
“Have you ever been fucked back here, Button?”
She jerks forward, alarm evident in her voice. “No, never!”
I chuckle at her response, pulling her hips back to nestle my cock in the crease.
“Relax, Button. I’m just asking. We’re not going to do that tonight. . . not yet anyway.”
Oh, but what my devious mind has in store for her. I want her everywhere. My hands roam over the slope of her body, around her shoulders, and then sweep underneath to capture her breasts in my grasp.
Sutton is fucking utter perfection. The weight of her tits in my hands is like holding small, ripe melons that make my mouth water.
I swirl my fingers over the tight rosebuds, circling them and then pinching, eliciting a long moan of pleasure. “Are your nipples sensitive?”
She hums. “Mmm-hmm. Very.”
“Good. I like that. Because I’m going to suck them, play with them, and bite them before the night is over.”
I continue to plump her breasts, fingering the stiff peaks of her nipples, tweaking and caressing until she’s once again punching her hips back and grinding her ass against my erection.
My hands fall from her breasts as I plant open-mouth kisses down her spine while I unbuckle and unzip my pants to free my cock. Dropping my slacks and briefs to the floor, I now stand naked from the waist down, my erection throbbing, desperate to be between Sutton’s legs. My thickening dick and sensitive sac want nothing more than to be inside her hot pussy.
“Stand up but face the bed,” I demand, my voice thick with lust and gruff from desire.
Sutton pushes off the bed with her hands, and even from the back, I can see how excited she is by the rise and fall of her shoulders and the quick intakes of breath.
Stepping in, I mold my front to her back, looping my arms around her, my cock caught between us, pressed up in the crease of her ass. With one hand squeezing and toying with her breast, the other slinks down over her firm belly and into the juncture between her legs.
Her body is so responsive as she arches into me as if shaped to fit exactly to my height and dimensions. I kiss a path down her jaw and neck, my hand gliding up the smooth chords of her neck so I can grip underneath her jawline, swiveling her mouth to mine.
My tongue slips between her lips, the heat of her mouth a delicious fire when fused with mine. I slide my finger through her wet folds, her slickness coating my finger as I dip inside to feel her heat.
“Do you want me to fuck you with my cock, Button? To make you come so hard while I slam into you from behind, all while I finger your clit until you’re too fevered with need to even stand up on your own?”
She nods, lips parted but wordless. Pulling my finger from her pussy, I bring it to her mouth, drawing her slick heat over her lips and then slip it inside.
Sutton clamps down and sucks. Holy fuck, it’s the sexiest, dirtiest thing I’ve ever seen. The only sight that might be better is if she were on her knees with my cock in her mouth instead.
“You’re a naughty little girl hiding beneath this sweet exterior, aren’t you, Button?” I tease, pulling my now clean finger out of her mouth and grabbing the condom from the bed.
