Page 87 of Wildflower
“Fucking hell, Rey, you’re perfect.” I’m practically growling as I take in the sight of her in front of me. Her pussy is pink and swollen, glistening with the need I heard in her voice. Just as I imagined her all those times we spoke, but even better. I slide a thumb over her clit and through her wet folds, finally doing what I told her to do on the phone. She pretended her hand was mine, and now I’m here. She arches up to meet my hand, moaning louder when I ease two fingers inside her.
A groan escapes me. The feeling of her softness, her warm, velvety pussy clenching around my fingers, is better than I imagined. She’s so tight, and so ready for me.
“Oh my God,” Rey breathes.
Curling my fingers inside her, moving in and out, I enjoy the sound of her arousal. The sight of her writhing under my hand makes it hard to keep my composure.
I need more.
I withdraw my fingers, to a protest from Rey, and lick the wetness off them, keeping my eyes on her.
“You taste so fucking good.”
Then I move back down and as my tongue makes its way through where my fingers just were, her hands are in my hair, holding on for dear life.
“Mark, it’s too good,” she whines, bucking.
Her words are like music. I love making her feel good, hearing her moan and breathe my name over and over as I drive my tongue into her cunt. Her hands leave my hair and grasp the sheets on either side, and I keep going, flicking herclit, sucking her and fucking her with my tongue until she screams out and her legs clamp down. I don’t stop, but ride through her orgasm until her shivers are over.
“You have a magnificent cunt,” I say to her glistening folds, and she lets out a huff of a laugh.
“That was amazing. You are amazing,” she breathes.
I crawl over her and kiss that delirious smile, finding her tongue with mine, letting her taste herself and how fucking incredible it is.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Rey.”
“Please.”
There’s a faint buzzing noise from over by the door, and for a moment I think she’s going to move away from me to get her phone, but her eyes are on me and her hands find my arms.
“Please, Mark,” she pleads again, moving her legs up around me and grinding that soft, warm pussy against my painfully hard cock.
“Careful, Rey, it’s been a while, and I want to make sure I last for you.” I look down and remember. “I … I don’t have a condom.”
“I’m on the pill,” she says. “And I’m clean, I’ve not been with anyone in?—”
I kiss her—I don’t want to hear about who or when she fucked last. “Are you sure?” I lean my forehead on hers and she smiles, letting out a breathyyes.
I move the sensitive head of my throbbing dick to her entrance and tease it up and down her wetness. She arches against me, and I ease inside her.
“Oh my God, I’m not sure you’ll fit,” she whispers, her pussy clenches around me. I bite down, fuck, she’s so tight.
“It’ll fit.”
I kiss her neck below her ear and up to her earlobe. “Relax, I’ll take it easy on you.”
She moans as I slide in slowly, letting her narrow warmthget used to the size of me before I start moving. Slowly rocking, as promised.
“Harder,” she moans. “Give me more of you.”
Fuck. “You’re going to end me, Rey,” I bite out, giving her what she asks for. I lift one of her legs over my shoulder and angle her, and my cock fills her up entirely as I thrust. She cries out.
“More, yes, Mark.”
I’m surrounded by the sounds of her wetness as I move in and out, the bed as it hits the wall again and again, but, most of all, her sounds. Oh, her sounds. She calls out every time I thrust into her, and I can feel her clenching. She’s close.
I can hardly believe I’m still able to go; my cock has been about to explode since I walked into this room.
