Hung - Page 12

My body positively fucking ached, craved to be inside of her, to feel how tight, hot, and wet her cunt was, if her body would squeeze me like a vice.

She let her shirt fall to the ground then went for her bra, removing the material so damn slow it was almost torture.

“Yeah, just like that, baby,” I said low, watching as she let the bra fall to the floor. I stared at those big, glorious breasts, tipped with dark-pink nipples, the peaks taut, hard as if she needed my mouth on them. My tongue swelled, and I could practically taste her flesh.

I was by her in the next second, tearing at the rest of her clothes, needing them off of her. When her pants and panties were nothing but tattered remains by our feet, I pressed my chest to hers and just revealed in how good she felt. But I only allowed myself that pleasure for a second.

I pulled back and reached out, grabbing both breasts in my hands, molding my fingers around the soft flesh, and then lowering my face to those luscious mounds. I licked at the turgid peaks, sucked on them until she was breathing hard for me and had her hands on my shoulders, her nails in my flesh. I didn’t stop, couldn’t, didn’t even think about ending this moment. But if I didn’t slow the fuck down, I wouldn’t be able to feel how tight and hot her pussy was.

I pulled back and looked down to see how red her areolas were, how tight I’d made her nipples. The tips were elongated from my suctioning, and the scent of her desire filled my head.

Straightening fully, I glanced down at her and rubbed my thumb along her bottom lip, thinking of all the nasty fucking things I wanted to have her do with that pretty mouth of hers. God, I was filthy in this moment.

I was to the point where I was almost too far-gone that if I didn’t control myself, I’d end this before it started because I’d come in my damn pants.

There was no more waiting. I couldn’t I all but ripped the sweatpants and boxer briefs off my body, grabbed my dick, and stroked it from root to tip, all the while staring at her. The crown of my shaft was slick with pre-cum, and I used my thumb to smear the fluid around the tip. And the way Macey looked down at my cock had me groaning.

Yeah, she liked what she saw.

“You’re huge,” she whispered then looked at my face with wide eyes, almost as if she were shocked she said it out loud.

And when she licked her lips, I let out this almost primal sound.

“You can take it all.” I grunted those words out then smirked. “You want to, don’t you? You want to try to see how many of this big, fat inches you can fit in your mouth and in that pretty pussy of yours.”

She exhaled roughly but then nodded.

God, she could’ve made me come from that alone nonverbal response alone.

“I need you, Macey,” I said, not wanting to waste another moment. I reached out again and stroked her lips, forced my thumb into her mouth, and made her taste the pre-cum that covered the digit.

Macey sucked my thumb into her mouth, swirled her tongue around it, and I was transfixed by the sight of her lips wrapped around it. Fuck, she was hot.

I pulled my hand away, lifted my arm, and ran my fingers over her hair, tangling the digits in the silky strands, wanting to push her head down so she was forced to suck my cock.

And I did just that, shifting enough that I could push her head down, so that she was now on her knees. I could feel her breath along my length.

“Suck it. Open that mouth, baby.”

When her pretty pink lips opened wide and she engulfed the head of my cock, I couldn’t stop my eyes from closing as ecstasy slammed into me.

“Yeah, that’s it. That’s fucking it.”

When she hummed, I felt those vibrations all the way down to my balls. My dick gave a hard jerk, and I involuntarily thrust forward, burying my inches into her mouth, feeling the tip hit the back of her throat. She couldn’t take all ten inches, but fuck, she took a lot.

“Macey,” I grunted, trying in vain to keep my control, to make this last. If I rushed it, I’d come before I even fully had her. And no fucking way I was doing that. “All I can picture is thrusting my dick into you, stretching you, filling you with my cum so you smell like me, so it slips out of your pretty pink pussy and makes the sheets wet.” She gasped, and I fucking loved that my obscene words got to her… turned her on even more. “I want you sore tomorrow morning, only thinking about how it felt to have my dick inside of you.”

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