Page 15 of Ice Storm

“I-I think . . . I have some idea,” she whispers with a shy smile.

I drag her over her head and toss it aside, trailing my lips down her neck to the tops of her breasts. I unclip her bra and her glorious tits spring free. In the next instant, my mouth covers one pebbled nipple.

“Ohh,”Jessica mewls, digging her fingers deeper into my scalp and anchoring me to her.

I move to her other breast, drawing it deep into my mouth and suckling hard.

“Harrison,” she cries out between ragged breaths.

I leave her breasts, capturing her mouth once more, and she meets my tongue with hers, causing a rumble to escape my chest. My fingers tug at the button of her jeans, and Jessica lifts her hips so I can strip them down her legs along with her panties.

I lean back on my heels, drinking in her naked body, her big breasts with their dusky peaks, soft stomach, and thick thighs. My gaze sharpens on her pussy with the neatly-trimmed strip of dark-blonde hair covering her sex.

“Fuck, Jess. You’re just . . .fuck.”

“Is that good?” she asks, her tits rising and falling rapidly. “I know I’m a bit overweight.”

“You’re fucking perfect. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” I tell her, watching the flush of pleasure climbing her cheeks at my words.

Jessica’s blue eyes are fixed on me as I push to my feet and shed my T-shirt. My jeans and boxers are next, my cock bobbing free and angling up toward my stomach. Her swallow is audible as I fist my rigid length, giving it a few firm pumps.

She looks from my cock to her pussy and back again, biting her lip. “I don’t think it’s going to fit.”

“Oh, it’ll fit, sweetheart. But I need to get you ready first,” I say, pushing her legs wide and crawling between them.

“Get me ready? How . . .ohh!”

She huffs a shaky breath as I spread her folds and seal my mouth over her clit. Using the tip of my tongue, I flick her aching bud without mercy, alternating quick, firm movements with slow, firm strokes.

Jessica’s back arches off the bed, and I pin her hips, holding her steady while I make a meal of her sweet cunt.

“Are you going to come for me, angel?” I mutter, looking up at her and rubbing my lips over her clit.

“I . . . Yes . . . I’m so close,” she croaks.

“Fuck. So sensitive,” I whisper, pressing a kiss to her throbbing nub.

“Yes.Please, Harrison.”

“I need to get you ready for me,” I tell her, circling her opening with my middle finger, lubricating it with her dripping arousal.

She gasps when I push slowly inside her, and her muscles tighten around my thick digit. My mouth returns to her pussy, sucking and licking until her hips roll against me. She jerks as I give her sensitive bud a soft suckle and curl my finger inside her.

A strangled cry is wrenched from her throat, and then she’s coming. I grind my aching cock into the bed, my groan vibrating against her flesh as I slide my finger in and out of her tight sheath. She comes apart completely, writhing on my tongue and fisting the sheets at her sides as she cries out my name as I lap up her juices.

Pretty sure I’ve died and gone to Heaven . . . and I never want to leave.

Chapter Nine

Jessica

Harrison kisses the insides of my quivering thighs and looks at me with a dark possessive gaze like a hungry wolf. I’m still coming down from my orgasm, but the promise in his eyes sends another tingle through my clit, and I squirm beneath the heat of that look.

“Fucking perfect. And we’re only getting started, angel,” he rasps, his mouth shining with my juices.

I look down between us. His cock looks even bigger than earlier, bobbing against his hard abs. The broad head is glistening with pre-cum.

Magnificent man.

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