Dirty Game

He slipped one finger under the edge, toying with my slit. I hissed with want.

He brought his finger to his lips and sucked the honey. “You’ve always tasted sweet to me. It makes me crave you.”

“Oh God, Blake.” I almost cried as he lowered his head between my legs, moving the panties with his teeth.

He pushed my knees wide, as his tongue dipped between the slickness of my folds and ran back and forth, tracing the edges of my clit before finally thrusting inside my entrance. I groaned, trying to hold him inside me. He began to twist and flick his tongue until I was a writhing sex nymph.

“Ohh,” I cried. “I’m coming so fast.”

I seized the quilts in my hand, balling up my fists, but the orgasm hit me at once. My body shook and shivered as it spilled through me. Blake lifted my hips, sucking my clit hard, pushing his tongue inside me, riding out the orgasm with me and lapping up every drop of it.

Slowly he lowered me, grinning one of those devilish sexy smiles I loved so much.

I heard the zipper on his jeans.

“I have to be inside you.”

I nodded. It was all I wanted. To feel his thick cock push inside me. To belong together like we did when our bodies slid against each other.

He pulled the shirt over his head, tossing it behind us.

I reached forward, stroking his glorious cock. He rubbed it between my slit, coating it in my juices. Time seemed to slow. The frenetic pace had been replaced with something deeper and tangible.

“You’re not worried are you?” he asked.

I smiled. “No. It feels so good. I know everything’s ok.”

“God, you’re a fucking goddess.”

He nudged his cock against my entrance and I moaned.

“I love your pussy. And I’ve missed it, babe. I missed you.”

He pushed inside me as we both bucked with sensation. He thrust deep and far until my hips lifted to greet him, sucking him inside me.

“Ohh,” I whimpered. Nothing had felt this intense. Pregnancy sex was something completely different.

His lips fell to mine and I bit and kissed him while he rode in and out, pumping with steady strokes.

He hit my inner walls, rocking me to my core. I clenched and groped, wanting the orgasm to shatter me. Needing it to bring us back together.

My eyes locked on his and we both knew it was coming. Blake’s fingers wound through mine as his breathing turned to ragged pants.

“You’re mine, always.”

I nodded. “Always.”

And with a final thrust he moaned as he pumped his release inside me. He smiled slowly, his body rigid with pleasure and satisfaction.

I pressed my lips to his.

He pushed again and the world collapsed in on me. I screamed out, the orgasm pinching and firing shockwaves through my nerves.

“Oh God, Blake. Oh shit.” My eyes closed as I tried to hold on, but he only picked up the pace, pushing deeper, spreading my legs farther apart.

“Feel how good it is between us,” he growled. “Feel what we do together.”

I bit my lip. My head thrashed to the side. Another orgasm built in my core and before I could handle the last one, the new one unleashed in my body.