“Your King, babe, your King. Say my name when you come for me,” I growled through gritted teeth as I powered into her clutchin’ heat, as I felt her draw tight as a bow in my arms and then release with the suddenness of a loosed arrow, sex floodin’ over my cock, arms tight then lax and shakin’ around me.
“King, King, King,” she chanted like a siren lurin’ me against the rocks, and with one last primal groan torn straight out of my throat, I crashed against her, breakin’ open in her hold, comin’ and comin’ so hard I felt out of my head with it.
“God, I can feel you,” she panted, arrowin’ a hand between our bodies so her fingers could frame where the base of my shaft met her swollen lips. She played in the stickiness there then squeezed my cock hard enough to wring one last rope of cum from me. “Love the hot, wet feel of you coming inside me like that.”
“Such a dirty girl under all that class and lace,” I praised as I licked her neck, hummin’ over the salty taste of her like ocean brine on my tongue. “Could drown in you if I’m not careful.”
“So drown,” she told me, clutchin’ me tight when I would’ve moved away to clean her up. “Drown in me, and I’ll drown in you.”
Her sex rippled around me again, and I groaned, drained but not satisfied. Ignorin’ her gasp, I dropped to my knees on the grass and propped one of her long legs over my shoulder.
“King!” she gasped, slightly scandalized even though I’d seen her sweet pussy a thousand times before. “What’re you doing?”
I ignored her, leanin’ my cheek against her inner thigh as my shoulder spread her legs and my fingers played in her wet, sloppy sex. It was hot as fuck to watch our combined cum leak out of her pink pussy and run down the inside of her groin.
She squirmed, uncomfortable with my examination, but I could see the way her clit throbbed and the long muscles in her thighs twitched. She was turned on by the shame, hot with the thought of me checkin’ out what was mine.
“So pretty filled up with my cum,” I murmured, tracing my tongue up the tender skin of her inner thigh.
She even smelled hot, the heat of her like the sun against my upturned face.
“King…” she whined, half plea and protest.
But then her hands went to my hair and twisted in the curls there to hold on instead’a pushin’ me away.
“Gonna eat you like this, Cress babe,” I warned her, tongue flickin’ at the delicate seam between her leg and sex. “I’m a grown man now, and I’m still fuckin’ starvin’.”
And then my mouth sealed over her pussy, tongue in her folds lickin’ up the hot cream as she writhed under my ministrations, gaspin’ and moanin’ so loudly I wondered if someone might explore the animal amid the trees makin’ so much noise.
The idea of bein’ found with my mouth pressed to my woman, drinkin’ from her, devourin’ her, only made my cock hard again, aching steel droolin’ precum on my abs. I fisted myself, pumpin’ slowly to take the edge off while I made Cress come apart over my tongue, her juices runnin’ down my chin.
Drunk on the taste of us and drugged by her orgasms, I made quick work of bringin’ her to climax again, addin’ my fingers to the mix so I could press on the tender spot at the front wall of her tight cunt.
“Fuck, God, King, I can’t take anymore,” she shouted, legs shakin’ so badly, I propped the other leg over my shoulder and pinned her harder to the tree, supported entirely by my mouth, my shoulders, and that bark at her back.
“You’ll take it,” I growled, blowin’ cool air over her heated sex, gut clenched at the beauty of her swollen folds exposed for me. “You’ll take it, and Cress, when you come again, want you thank your husband.”
And just like that, one more wet, long suck at that her pulsin’ clit, and she was coming, quakin’ apart in my arms like a poorly built house collapsin’ inwards. I held the pieces of her and slowly, achingly put her back together again with soft kisses to her pubic bone and thighs, soothin’ hands strokin’ down her sides.
“My sexy wife,” I praised. “My dirty girl.”
She lolled her head against the tree and peered down at me as I carefully put her feet on the ground again. Her tongue ran a path across those plumy lips as she saw my cock strainin’ obscenely out the placket of my suit pants.
“Come on me,” she whispered, eyes dark as a black hole suckin’ me into their depths. “Come on me so I can wear you for the rest of the night on my skin.”