I keep still, taking deep breaths as he takes his time. When he lets the tip of his tongue gently fall on my clit, I can’t help but bite my lower lip, my unconscious mind fighting to take control.
With the gentleness of a man that knows his way around a woman’s body, he circles my clit with his tongue before licking my labia in a downwards line, all of this without laying his mouth on me.
Oh, this is a nice start. I want more.
I grab a handful of his hair and try to force him down but, of course, he doesn’t budge. The man is made of muscles, each one of them brimming with power. I might be a strong woman, but I’m no match for his imposing body. In fact, I doubt anyone but Colt could match him. The two of them are simply one step above all other mortals.
But I do I care about that? No. So I take my other hand and hook all of my fingers on his hair like briar thorns, all while I thrust my hips upward. A grin dawns on my lips as I feel his lips on me - I always get what I want.
He places his mouth over my clit, pressing down on it with his tongue; then he starts to suck, his tongue lashing out at me with such an intensity that I arch my back and lace my legs behind his neck. I close my eyes, allowing the wild and untameable pleasure that permeates me to run free.
Relentless, Ethan eats me out as if my pussy was the most delicious thing in the whole universe. Although the man he’s as obsessed about football as anyone could get, I can say with certainty that the game is the last thing on his mind this very minute.
I sway my hips up down and from side to side, his open mouth matching the cadence of my body. He keeps going until I’m half-purring, half-moaning, my mind completely obliterated by the ferocity of his kiss.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan as he starts licking me up and down, his thumb tightly pressed over my clit. Two seconds of it and I go blind, the whole world fading away as I explode once more. My legs start jerking uncontrollably and I bury my fingers deep in his back, my limbs succumbing to the sweetest pleasure there is.
I’m still reeling from the orgasm when he slides two fingers inside of me at once, my moaning turning into full blown screaming. Without even allowing me to catch my breath, he starts to flick his wrist back and forth, his fingers sliding in and out of me at break neck speed while he continues to apply a maddening pressure on my clitoris.
It doesn’t take long for me to come again, small explosions of delight going off under my skin. I grit my teeth hard, a scream dying in my throat as another wave of pleasure hits me point blank; my whole body shakes and twitches, and I can’t even tell when one orgasm starts and the other ends.
I’m not one to get tired easily, but if we keep going like this I’ll end up sore and exhausted. Does it seem like I’m complaining? Because I’m not - I’ve been dying to have a man making me feel sore and exhausted. Well, I finally got exactly what I wanted. And, to be completely honest, I don’t think Ethan’s going to be sore-free tomorrow either.
While my mind tries to deal with this whirlpool of scattered thoughts, Ethan pulls out and climbs on top of me. I feel his body pressing down on mine and, opening my eyes, I take my hands to his face and take a deep breath. There’s a seriousness on his lips, but his eyes remain gentle.
I pull him close then, my mouth on his. It’s time - I want him now.
He looks at his pants then, and I know he wants to get his condoms. But I’m a grown woman, I take my own precautions.
“No, we don’t need that,” I simply tell him. His eyes find mine once again, and I know he trusts me all the way. “You’re mine now, Ethan Blake,” I find myself saying. His eyes widen in surprise as I say that - I bet he’s never been with a woman that can match him in dominance. Well, he better get used to it.
“Is that so?” he asks me, an all-consuming fire burning in his eyes.
“Never second guess me,” I growl, placing both my hands on his chest and pushing him back with all my strength. He lays down on the couch and, fast as lightning, I climb on top of him.
I grab his cock and place it right on my pussy, his glans resting on top of my labia. He bucks his hips at me, my inner folds parting and engulfing his thick head. His lips curl into a grin and before I can even prepare for it, he thrusts hard. The moment his shaft slides inside of me, it’s as if my body is burning from the inside out. I lean into him, my fingers clawing at his chest.
I’m screaming! Oh, I’m screaming really loud now. It’s impossible not to - I have been men that pretty much anyone would call big. But Ethan’s cock is in a completely different league. It’s got to be at least 12 inches. As he rams it inside me, I feel my inner walls straining to accommodate him, my whole body being torn apart by pleasure.
I remain still for God knows how long, my body still trying to adjust to the enormous cock inside my pussy. I lift my ass slightly up and moan, his thickness completely devastating me, then I ease myself down, making him go deep once more. Before I know it, I’m riding him in a pendulum motion, his cock sliding in and out at a careful and gentle pace.
I start going faster, not even knowing if I can take it. But I don’t care… I just don’t. I want it fast and hard, I want him to lash out at me with all the raging ferocity that he’s capable of.
I don’t even need to say it. With both his hands grabbing hard at my ass cheeks, he starts rocking his hips against mine fast, his cock hitting me deep inside my pussy with such demolishing strength that I can’t even tell what’s right and what’s left.
Just the way I like it.
I try and match his rhythm, buckin
g my hips at him at such a quick pace that I start to run out of breath. But Ethan doesn’t ease up - he keeps thrusting and thrusting, all of my senses completely overwhelmed by a feeling so damn pleasant it should be illegal.
I can already tell that Ethan’s like a drug. Just one taste and you’re hooked. Unfortunately for him, I’m not like every other woman. I’m an even more dangerous addiction than he is - just one time with him, and I know he will never find someone half as good.
He smacks my ass hard, grabbing my buttocks hard and feeling the sway of my body with his fingers. My muscles become tight and I know it’s coming - I surrender to that tidal wave of pleasure willingly.
“Oh. My. GOD!” I scream out in ecstasy, my limbs flailing as if I’m having a seizure. Well, I am… I’m having a seizure of pure surreal pleasure. It courses through my veins fast and, for a split second, I can’t see or hear. All that my brain is capable of processing is the rush of endorphins that Ethan’s cock has unleashed inside of me.
I feel him tense up then but, acting by instinct, I tighten my pussy around his cock like a vice.