Under the Stars

“In lust, you mean.”

My hand travels higher to cup her soft breast. “Sure, lust came first. I won’t try to deny it. You have the most beautiful body.”

I drag her to me, pushing her shirt up so I can pull a tight nipple between my lips. I’m rewarded with a soft gasp. Kissing a line to the other side, I capture that soft peak, pulling her nipple between my teeth. She lets out a moan, and I reach up to place my fingers at her lips.

“Shh,” I speak against her warm skin. “Don’t wake the baby.”

My fingers leave her lips and move down, sliding between her thighs. She’s already wet, and heat surges below my waist.

“I fell in love the more I got to know you.” I say, sliding my tongue around her nipple as my fingers circle her core. Both tighten at my touch.

“Mark,” she whispers.

“I loved your loyalty, your bravery.”

I give her breast another suck, and she threads her fingers in my hair. “Does your head still hurt?”

“Not a bit.” My erection strains in my boxer briefs.

Moving down, I catch the sides of her panties, dragging them down her long legs, past her slim ankles. Her hips lift, and I watch her fingers tighten against the mattress in anticipation.

Placing my palms flat on her skin, I open her thighs, letting my eyes travel the length of her body to her core. She’s beautiful, mouthwatering, and ready. Her lower stomach trembles, and I lean closer, running my nose along her inner thigh.

“Mark…” Her voice breaks on a little cry. “Please.”

I can’t help smiling at her eagerness. I’m about to lose it for wanting her, and I’m gratified to see her so on edge, so ready. Leaning down, I trace my tongue along that line where her thigh meets her hip. Her whole body jumps, and she lets out another whimper.

“What do you want?” I say, moving slightly higher to kiss her stomach.

“Please kiss me… there.” Her hips move, and I kiss her stomach lower.

“There?”

“Ohh… You know where.”

A grin splits my cheeks, and I drag my tongue slowly along the line of her beautiful pussy. Her voice rises in a soft cry as I do it.

“Yes,” she whispers, and I lean in closer, giving her clit a suck.

Her body jumps. I dip my tongue lower, and her hips rotate in time with my mouth. I’m kissing her, tasting her, tracing my tongue all over her most sensitive parts, focusing my efforts on that taut little bud.

When her hips start to jump, shudders breaking out in her thighs, I give her two more passes. Then I make my way higher. My erection aches for her. Her fingernails scratch along my hips, ripping at my briefs, dragging them down my hips.

“Now,” she whispers, “I want you in me now.”

Rising higher, I capture her mouth with mine, pulling her lips with mine, curling my tongue against hers. Her legs part, and I feel her hips pressing to meet me. Reaching down between us, I drag my cock up and down her slippery folds.

She breaks away with a moan. “Oh, please… you’re killing me…”

I won’t make her beg.

With a solid thrust, I’m buried to the hilt in her tight, wet depths.

“Fuck yeah,” I gasp,

my eyes squeezing shut at the onslaught of pleasure.

Her clenching heat massages and pulls my cock. It’s the greatest feeling I’ve ever known. My hips begin to move, pumping and rocking, deeper and harder. She bucks her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust.