A finger replaced his tongue into my aching channel as his mouth shifted to my neglected clitoral nub.
Over and over, he brought me to the point of glorious release without letting me achieve the pleasure I was delirious to gain.
“Hagen, please. I need to come.”
“You should have said something sooner.” He slid a second finger inside my pussy, spreading them in a “v.”
I pushed against the hand holding my arms locked above me and ground up against him as his fingers scissored inside me with each thrust of his hand. My pussy began to quiver and then grew into hard spasms, and in the next instant, I clenched my eyes tight and screamed my release.
“Hagen. Oh God. Hagen.” My back bowed, and he continued his delicious torture.
“That’s it, baby. Don’t hold anything back. Fuck, this is everything.”
I opened my eyes, not expecting the hint of emotion I heard in his statement.
He slid up my body, sealing our lips together. My own essence exploded in my mouth and added to the euphoria of the orgasm I’d just experienced.
When he pulled back, he said, “You have me so hard. I can’t wait to fuck you, make you come again, make you mine.”
Releasing his hold on my arms and pulling free of my body, he stepped off the bed. He kicked off his shoes while licking his fingers clean of my arousal. Then, he gripped the base of his shirt, tugged it over his head, and dropped it on the floor.
Holy fuck.
Hagen’s body was perfection as if sculpted by the Greek gods. The tattoos that covered his arms, chest, and abdomen were beautiful works of artistry, adding to the dangerous edge I’d sense around him from the moment I’d set my eyes on him. This man was a caged beast about to unleash his pent-up energy on me.
He pushed down his pants, letting his straining, hard cock spring free and hit his rock-hard chiseled stomach.
He gripped the thick base of his erection and then stroked up and down. The tip wept with precum and made my mouth water for a taste of him.
“Want some of this?” He moved to the end of the bed, continuing to handle his beautiful cock.
I nodded.
“Then come over here.”
3
Hagen
The sight of Penny kneeling on the edge of the bed, her slick folds swollen from arousal and my ministrations, had my cock ready to spill without even a touch of her heat.
“You’re a goddess, Penny.” I brought the flared head of my erection to her perfect pouty lips, coating them with my precum. “Open.”
She opened her mouth, moaning as I sank into her soft, wet heat.
As I worked my cock in and out with slow, shallow thrusts, one of her hands came up to grip the base of my cock as the other grabbed hold of my ass.
“Take me all the way in.” I threw my head back for a brief moment when she complied. “Yes, that’s it.”
Her tongue rubbed the thick vein on the underside of my dick with each bob of her glorious mouth. Watching her take me to the back of her throat was something I’d never, ever get tired of seeing. Suddenly, I felt the telltale tightening of my balls and the further hardening of my cock.
I was not going to come down her throat. I wanted to be balls-deep in her tight pussy when I let go.
As if sensing what was happening to me, a devilish glint entered her emerald gaze. She tightened her grip as she stroked my length, and then she swallowed, contracting the back of her throat on the head of my cock with each downward movement.
Fuck. This woman had an evil streak.
“Oh no, you don’t,” I gritted out, breaking free of her hold and panting.