Page 75 of Claymore
“Claymore…”
I ran my fingers through his long blonde hair, twirling it while he explored the rest of my body. He kissed the middle of my chest, making his way down to the small of my stomach, and every slight brush of his lips ignited something inside of me. His hand still firmly gripped my breast, teasing it with his free fingertips before I spread my legs wide open. All of the attention was on my wet panties. His gaze lingered on my pussy lips that slightly spilled out from underneath the black lace. The look on his face caught my eye and I savored that smirk, the one that made my mind run wild with all of the things I wanted him to do to me.
“Let me get a good look at you, baby,” he said.
He pulled my panties to the side, teasing me with the brush of his fingers, and I let out a small moan every time he touched my clit. He kissed my inner thighs with those full, perfect lips of his and the prickliness from his beard pressed into my skin. When his tongue first dragged and glided across my wet pussy lips, I let out a gasp. I nearly shut my legs with how intense the feeling was, how strong the need for him had been. My skin had flushed, burning a bright red, and he looked up at me with a grin.
“Let me taste you, Ella.”
His tongue explored, teasing my clit before he sucked on it, and I grabbed a handful of his hair. I tugged on it lightly every time the electric sensation rippled through my body, the pleasure that only he could ever give me. I closed my legs around his head, feeling the licks grow quicker, the fixation on my clit grow stronger. His mouth shut around my clit again with a light suction that made me throw my head back, digging my fingernails into the duvet while I tried to fight the scream. I muffled myself, holding a hand over my mouth, but he removed it instantly.
“Don’t fight it, baby. Let them fucking hear.”
I giggled, tightening my grip on his head just as his tongue dove into my opening, sliding in and out with ease. My body squirmed, the orgasm building inside of me begging for release, but I held it in.
“Claymore. I’m—”
I could barely get the words out before the explosion erupted through me. It caught me off guard, my body shaking within his firm grip while he thrusted his tongue into my soaking wet pussy. I cried out, unable to quiet myself down. My heart was racing just as his fingers traveled up my body, grazing against my lips while my wetness spilled out of me.
“That’s it, baby. It’s nice and wet for me,” he whispered, and I nodded.
He rose, slipping out of his boxers and I got a good look at his long, hard dick. I bit my lip, relishing in the pressure of his body on top of me while he slowly slid it inside. He held my gaze, those blonde eyelashes catching the morning light that blanketed the entire room. Claymore leaned in to kiss me, and I could taste myself on him just as he thrust deeper, muffling the sound of my moan. His warm eyes lit up with such electric heat that it only made me wetter. I still smelled the faint scent of cologne on his skin, melded with the sweetness of his sweat and natural musk.
He rose for a moment, sliding a pillow under my lower back, tilting my hips upward. I held my legs open for him as he tapped his long shaft on my wet, swollen pussy, sliding it back inside. I held his gaze while he thrust deep, ramming me so hard his balls slapped up against me. My mouth hang open and his curled up into a soft smirk while he fucked me senseless. Claymore raised my legs up to his shoulders, resting them there while he drove his dick deeper, harder, until the pleasure consumed me all over again. Every thrust was like a shockwave of pleasure rippling through me, and I dug my nails into his arms, letting out a scream just as my second orgasm started to build.
“Fuck, Ella. Fuck…”
The sound of his groans and the intense look in his eyes made me blush. He pulled his dick out, teasing me with it, brushing the tip up against my clit. He relished in my reactions, and I wanted more. I guided his dick back to my opening, feeling his hands grasp around my throat. I smirked, his dick slamming into me while his fingers brushed against my lips.
I was panting, desperately trying to catch my breath, but he never failed to take it away. I glanced down between my legs, watching his dick thrust deep inside me and he smiled.
“You like what you see, Ella?” he whispered.
He held my head up so I could get a better look and my cheeks blushed a hot red. His muscles tightened, his groans and grunts grew deeper, and I saw that familiar look in his eyes. He pressed his lips together, the pleasure engulfing him the same way it did to me.
He pulled his dick out, his warm load coating my stomach and I beamed. I watched as he hopped off the bed, heading to the bathroom. He came back a few minutes later with a hot towel to clean me up.
“Come here,” I said.
Claymore returned to bed, wrapping us back up in the duvet, our legs entangled with each other. I gazed into those stunning soft eyes, leaning in to kiss him. He trailed his fingertips down the curves of my body, gripping my waist, pulling me closer. I wanted to stay right there with him forever. I wanted to feel this pleasurable soreness between my legs and relish in it, savoring every moment of calm with him.
Claymore pressed his lips to mine, his fingers exploring my swollen pussy and I moaned. His eyes lit up, a smirk appearing on his face.
“You want more, baby?”
I nodded, biting my lip. His rock-solid dick slid between my inner thighs, brushing up against my clit, and I gasped.
“Put it in for me,” he ordered.
My fingers wrapped around his shaft and it pulsated in my hands while I fed it into my opening. The soreness slowly melted away and my pussy throbbed, aching for him. He thrust deep inside, pumping me full of overwhelming pleasure. I gripped his arms, his muscles tightening underneath my palms.
“Claymore…”
He pressed his forehead to mine, our bodies moving in unison. Every pump, every dart of his dick inside me made my mind run wild. I shut my eyes, melding with him completely as a fiery whirlwind slowly built up inside me.
“I’m gonna—”
“Yeah, baby. Yes.”
