“You want my tongue in your sweet little pussy, don’t you?” Jamie asked, dipping a finger between her folds.
“Yes,” she cried out.
Seemingly satisfied with her response, Jamie pressed two fingers inside her tight channel. Cora let out a whimper as he began to work his fingers against her. When he spread her open with his other hand and began to flick his tongue against her aching clit, she cried out in relief.
Cora worked her hips against his mouth and fingers as the pressure started to build low in her belly. Each thrust of his fingers, each stroke of his tongue against her sensitive flesh brought her one step closer.
Her legs shook as Jamie crooked his fingers inside her, rubbing against her G-spot with every thrust of his fingers. He reached up to steady her as he sucked her clit into his mouth and nipped it gently with his teeth. Cora cried out, bucking against his hand and mouth as she came in a shuddering release.
Jamie continued to move his fingers inside her, drawing out every bit of her orgasm. He ran his tongue gently around her now-sensitive clit. Knowing there was more, Cora continued to work herself against him until the frantic feeling of release finally waned.
She looked down to where he knelt between her thighs and winced. Her fingers were still tightly gripping his hair. Quickly, she let him go then steadied herself against the wall as he shifted her thigh back over his shoulder and moved to stand in front of her.
His eyes were almost glittering when he reached his full height again. Cora immediately tugged his mouth back down to hers as she let a hand roam down to the bulge straining against the zipper of his pants.
Jamie hissed when she wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke him lightly through the slacks. He reached down, stilling her hand, and then unbuttoned his pants and slid the zipper down.
Cora immediately slid the pants and his briefs down his thighs. When she started to work her way down his chest, he stopped her and said, “I don’t think I can keep it together if you put your mouth on my cock right now.”
Cora continued to stroke him with her hand, enjoying the way that his head tilted back. When he groaned, and said, “Fuck. That feels so good, baby.” She leaned in and nipped at his collarbone.
She continued to stroke him for a moment more before he said, “Cora. Let me be inside you. I need to be inside you.”
The thought of having him inside her again brought another torrent of feelings to the surface. She nodded and said, “That was amazing, but...I need you.”
She saw relief flicker over his face, followed immediately by distress. “Uh. Fuck,” Jamie said. “Tell me you have some kind of protection? I don’t have anything with me.”
Cora frowned, taken out of the moment immediately, and said, “I don’t think—Oh wait! I do.”
She walked over to the kitchen table and dug through her bag. She pulled out three condoms, tore one off, and opened it. As she stroked him and rolled the condom over his straining erection, Jamie blinked at her and asked, “Is that purple? And why does it smell like grape jelly in here?”
Unable to stop herself, Cora laughed and said, “I give these to some of my at-risk teens during sessions.”
Jamie grinned at her and said, “If my dick has to smell like grape jelly, then so be it.”
With that statement he picked her up by her hips. Cora wrapped her legs around his waist as he pressed her back against the wall. She felt the tip of his cock nudge against her opening and pressed her hips against his.
It seemed like she had been waiting for this moment forever. The feel of his thick cock as it slowly pressed into her was indescribable. Cora’s eyes flickered closed as the savored the blissful feeling of being filled. She gasped, feeling so stretched.
“Sweetheart,” he said, his voice str
ained. “Open your eyes.”
On a jagged breath, Cora forced her eyes open. His gaze was heavy-lidded as he began to move his hips. In that moment, with his eyes locked on hers, watching her pleasure, she felt naked in more than just the physical sense.
“Cora,” Jamie groaned out, as he slid back into her. “Your pussy feels like heaven.”
The hands gripped her ass, tightening as he began to fuck her in the short, quick strokes that had always driven her wild. Cora could do nothing but whimper as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her.
His forehead rested against hers, his eyes watching as she came completely undone in his arms. Her orgasm came out of nowhere. Cora cried out as wave after wave of pure sensation crashed over her.
“I can feel you clenching around me. That’s it, sweetheart. Come for me.”
Cora shuddered against him, her nails digging into his shoulders as he started to fuck her in long, slow strokes now.
“Jamie,” Cora cried out, as she ground her hips against his pelvis. “You feel so fucking good inside me.”
She felt him grow impossibly harder inside her as he said, “Give me that dirty fucking mouth of yours.”