Tangle of Tinsel

“Squirming already? We’re just getting started.” He nips at my inner thighs and licks the crease where my leg and thigh meet. I grip the sheet as he laves everywhere but the throbbing place I need him the most. His dark hair between my thighs is an erotic dream come true.

“Caleb, please.” I fist his hair.

“Hmm.” The vibrations make me twitch. Placing a massive hand to my belly, he pushes me down. Legs spread to accommodate his broad shoulders and pressed down into the bed, I’m slightly helpless. He sucks the wet lips of my pussy through the transparent cotton covering me.

“Please, please, please.”

“Please what?” He circles his tongue around my clit, never quite touching it.

“I need it, baby. Please let me come.”

“You want to come?” he asks.

“Yes.”

He clucks his tongue. “Not until I’m ready.” He pats my throbbing cunt and kisses his way up my body, dipping his tongue into my belly button. His thorough tongue awakens nerve endings I never knew I possessed. Pushing my shirt up, he leaves my upper arms entangled in fabric.

“So damn beautiful.” His fingers pinch and roll my nipples.

Moaning, I thrust my chest out, offering him more. A sharp tug draws a cry from my lips.

“So sensitive.” Cupping my breasts, he pushes them together and latches on to one, then the other with his greedy bath. Sucking, flicking, and licking, he pushes me to the precipice. His cool breath blows over my wet peaks, and I shudder.

“I’m close. I’m so close.” The bow of desire is drawn tighter. Slipping his knee between my legs, he adds pressure where I need it most.

“You want to come?” he asks.

“Yes,” I scream.

“Do it now.” He rubs his knee against my mound, and the friction and his husky voice detonate me like a bomb. I scream his name as I come, shaking and panting as I surrender. Yanking off my panties, he tugs my shirt the rest of the way off and moves over me. His dick moves between my wet lips, tapping my overly sensitized clit with each slow stroke. He never gives me a chance to come back down as he adds his swirling thumb to the mix. My heart pounds in my chest as I lift my hips.

“Please. I want you inside of me.”

“You want my finger inside?”

“No,” I cry out.

“Words, little one. Tell me exactly what you want.”

“I want you to put your dick in my cunt and fuck me.”

He chuckles. “Was that so hard?” Gripping the head of his cock, he pauses at my threshold. “Look down, watch me split you open and make you mine.”

I gasp as he pushes his thick head inside. I stretch to accommodate him as he pulls out and pushes forward.

“Your pretty pussy takes me so good. Look,” he pulls out and goes deeper, “

how well I fit inside of your tight little cunt.”

He increases his speed, and my eyes roll into the back of my head. My fingernails dig into his shoulders as he finds a steady rhythm. I match him stroke for stroke as he fills me to max capacity. Our skin slaps together. I tighten my pussy, crying out as pleasure radiates through me.

“Come for me, little one. Take me over with you.” Tightening his grip on my hips, he tilts me, opening me wider, going deeper than anyone has ever been. My heart and my body fly open, and I let go, screaming as my body convulses, and I disconnect entirely with reality, floating in a strange state of bliss. I feel the tears rolling down my face, but my arms are too heavy to wipe them away.

“Shhh.” Caleb wipes away my tears. “I’ll take care of you.” He wraps his body around mine, covering us in warm blankets as he rubs my back.

“You okay?” he asks after a time.

“Yes. It was just so intense.”