The Prettiest Woman
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I grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom. I didn’t want to wait until I had champagne in my system to have sex. I wanted him at that moment. I didn’t need to feel inebriated to enjoy him. I wanted to know what it was like to have him inside of me with all of my senses intact.
“I’m not going to argue with you.” he said as he followed behind me.
I smiled on the inside. I felt like I was in control and it felt great. I couldn’t wait to make him feel just as good as he made me feel.
We slowly undressed one another and it was one of the most erotic things that I’d ever experienced. We didn’t need any music; the sound of our breath had become our soundtrack. I wanted his moans to fill the room like a symphony.
I pushed him back onto the bed, so that he was sitting and I positioned myself in between his legs. I didn’t have a lot of experience in that arena but I was determined to make him feel good. I’d watched more than enough porn to give it an honest try. Besides, as long as I didn’t scrape him with my teeth, I doubted if he would complain. Bad head for a man was still head.
His dick was already standing at full attention. I kissed it and gently teased it with my fingers. I reveled in the quick intake of breath that entered his body. His entire body was tense and practically begging for release. I looked up at him and the hunger in his eyes reflected my own. I returned my attention to his erection and took him into my mouth.
“Fuck.” he hissed.
I moved my tongue across the head of his cock and took him deeper inside. His hands laced through my hair and rested there. He didn’t apply any pressure but his cock began to throb. I didn’t think that he could get any harder but he proved me wrong. I took him as deep into my mouth as I could. The head of his cock reached the muscles in my throat and I massaged it until I gagged. I came up quickly so that I could catch my breath and stroked his saliva soaked staff with my hand.
“Shit Roxie, what are you doing to me?”
“If you want me to stop…” I teased.
“I don’t want you to stop but damn, I don’t know how much….fuuuccckkkkkk.” he moaned as I took him back to my mouth. I made loud slurping noises as I sucked him like I wanted the cream filling from his center.
He entire body shook as if he was about to erupt from the earthquake brewing inside of his body. His hands tightened in my hair and he pulled me off of him.
“I can’t take anymore.” he said as he tried to catch his breath. I was better than I thought. He kissed me on the lips much to my surprise and pulled me onto the bed with him. “I need to be inside of you, right now.”
I straddled his waist and hovered above him; I grabbed his saliva soaked cock and angled it towards me. He wasn’t looking at me, he watched what was going on down below. He wanted to see himself enter me.
I sank down and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as he slipped between my folds and went deep inside of me. My walls stroked his length, welcoming him and soon he was completely inside of me. He stretched me, he completed me; I felt full. I tried to shake the sappy thought from my head but it didn’t work. He had the ability to turn me into a hot puddle of emotions.
I remained still for a moment, my vision was temporarily blurry. I drank in the feeling of his dick inside me.
I then raised and lowered my hips, losing myself in the sensation of his steel cock wrapped in flesh inside of my soft wet walls. Our moans filled the room and it was music to my ears.
For an amount of time that I can’t pinpoint, I rode him. I kept the pace of my hips steady as we stared into each other’s eyes. His hands roamed all over my body. He rested his hands on my breast and pinched my nipples. I exploded. I was on the edge and he tipped the scales. My legs buckled and I leaned forward as my body imploded. My pussy spasmed and gripped his cock which triggered another orgasm.
“Oh shiiiiitt!” I yelped.
“That’s right baby, cum for me. Cum all over this dick.”
I caught my breath and smiled. My mouth twitched and my body felt limp. I didn’t know if I could continue being on top but I was damned sure going to try. I settled back down fully onto him, slowly slid my hands forward until they rested on both sides of his head. I gently rose my hips and pushed back down. Everything was so wet because of my orgasm. “Fuck me, please.” I requested.
He had a look of relief on his face. He bent his knees and placed his feet flat on the bed as he angled himself for better leverage, almost immediately, he thrusted inside of me. It was clear he wasn’t in the mood for slow sex any longer.
His hand moved to grasp the back of my head. He pulled me down and I went willingly. He crushed his lips against mine. My tongue immediately pierced h
is mouth. Our kiss muffled our moans as his pace grew faster until I was sure his hips must have been battery operated.
He consistently hit my g-spot. I was getting ready to cum again. My body felt like it wanted to boil over. My entire body shook with the force of our sex, the sound of his hips slapping against me was loud throughout the room. Our noises sounded like a great crescendo and it mesmerized me.
I broke the kiss and rested my head next to him as he impaled my body over and over again. My hands clutched the sheet, and another orgasm ripped from my body. With a great cry of pleasure he thrusted upwards, his cum burst from him and sprayed inside me. His fingers dug into my flesh and it hurt so good.
We laid in silence and attempted to catch our breath. He held me tightly and rolled us over onto our side. His softening cock slipped from me and I instantly missed it.
No words were exchanged between us. We drifted off to sleep as my head rested against his chest and my leg draped over his thighs. I was happy and content.
#Chapter9
We awoke the next morning and Vincent ordered us room service for breakfast. I was enjoying breakfast in bed that wasn’t a lonely cold bowl of cereal. I looked at him and realized that he looked even better in the mornings. I couldn’t stop looking at his body, and his boyish grin as we laughed and talked.