She leaned in, her wicked grin returning, and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Just when he was ready to deepen it, she began to nibble her way down his jaw line. Slowly, she made her way to his ear lobe, nipping and sucking at it until his breathing became shallow.
A fresh wave of goosebumps washed over his skin when her warm breath played against his ear. He groaned when he felt the swirl of her tongue against his neck. “Mm, god that feels good.”
She was single minded in her focus, her mouth roaming over the skin of his neck and shoulder until he was certain he would explode from it. When her tongue swiped over his nipple he couldn't contain the sharp intake of breath. “Caroline,” he moaned.
In response she grazed her teeth over the sensitive flesh until he could feel the pre-cum leak onto his belly. Jesus Christ. She was going to kill him at this rate.
By the time she made it down his stomach, he was a twitching mass of nerves. He had to steel himself against each brush of her lips and every swipe of her tongue. Otherwise he'd embarrass himself. He was dangerously close to coming and she hadn't even touched his cock since she'd started to work her way down his body.
Maybe she took pity on him or maybe she realized he was on the edge, but she eventually stopped teasing him. Nothing could have prepared him for the feeling of her tongue dragging across the head of his dick, though. His hips jerked involuntarily as she wrapped her palm around him, then slowly began to envelop his cock in her mouth.
“Fuck, Caroline,” he moaned. “Please don't fucking stop.”
He tilted his head up to watch her. He was startled to see that she was watching him. Though the feeling of her mouth was driving him wild on its own, the fact that she kept her eyes on him heightened the sensation even more.
He deliberately forced himself to keep his hands tucked behind his head. He wanted nothing more than to control the pace. Or better yet, to fuck her gorgeous mouth, but she seemed so content to be in control that he hated to stop her. Then she reached her hand down, gently tracing her fingers over his sac and then squeezing. “Oh, Christ,” he ground out. “Just like that.”
She groaned around his cock when he finally gave in to the impulse and cupped the back of her head. He gently tangled his fingers in her hair. He could feel every pull of her mouth right down to his toes.
“Enough. Enough,” he groaned eventually, when he felt his balls begin to tighten. “The only place I want to cum is buried inside that tight pussy of yours. Ride me, love.”
Caroline released him from her mouth with a lewd pop. Her gaze hungry, she quickly straddled him. He grabbed hold of her hips and helped guide her down until she was fully sheathed on his throbbing erection.
She was so slick with need that when she raised herself up, he could see her cream coating his cock. He trained his eyes to where their bodies connected, groaning. “Fuck. You've got the most beautiful cunt I've ever seen.”
For long minutes he could do nothing but watch the slow glide of her along his throbbing length. Lost in pleasure, he gripped her hips, urging her on. He could feel the pressure slowly building at the base of his spine. Magnus knew he was going to lose it soon, and he desperately wanted Caroline along for the ride.
When she let out a whimper, he looked up to see her toying with her nipples. “That's it. Pinch them for me,” he moaned when he felt her pussy clench around him. “That's right. Pull at them. Harder. Fuck. Just like that. I can feel you tightening around me.”
She let out a broken cry and moved more quickly against him. “Oh god! I'm going to come!”
Again he felt the unmistakable fluttering of her pussy around him when she pulled on her nipples. “That's right. Let go and come on my cock, Sweetheart,” he murmured, moving one hand to rub his fingers against her clit.
Caroline moaned, her hips losing the rhythm as she shuddered above him, falling to pieces. She leaned forward, bracing her arms on the bed next to him. “Magnus,” she cried out, her pussy clamping down on him viciously.
When her body began to soften like melted wax above him, her arms buckling, he quickly flipped them over. With Caroline now on her back, he propped her legs up against his shoulders. Thrusting into her tight pussy, he felt another gush of moisture ease his way.
Her back arched, she moaned, “Harder.”
With a quick thank you to the heavens, Magnus began to slam into her at a brutal pace. The only sounds in the room were their harsh pants, the slapping of skin against skin, and the light squeaking of the bed beneath them. “Is that what you wanted?” he asked, knowing full well that it was.
“Oh god,” she moaned, fluttering around him once again.
“You dirty girl, are you about to come on my cock again?” he groaned out. When she didn't respond, he added, “Give me one more, love. Let me feel you come for me!”
Seconds later she screamed out something that sounded suspiciously like a yes. The violent clenching of her internal muscles was enough to push him over the edge this time. Groaning her name, he emptied himself inside her. Cumming until there was nothing left.
His muscles weak, he pulled out of her and rolled to the side. Limp against the bed, he muttered, “Bloody hell. You destroyed me.”
Beside him, she panted furiously. “That wasn't half bad,” she teased, trying to catch her breath
“Sorry. I'm a bit of a cold fish. I tried though,” he joked, still catching his breath.
The sound of her soft laughter in his ear moved something inside him. “If you tried any more, I might literally die, Magnus.”
“Talk about a terrible first date,” he mused, not willing to examine the strange feeling in his chest very closely yet. “I'm sorry, officer. I don't know how else to explain it. I literally fucked her to death.”
“Hell of a way to go,” she answered, her voice relaxed and sleepy. “I've got too much to do though. Especially with the party and everything.”