Drawing out her pleasure, trying to fit as much of her glorious tits into his mouth as possible.
Her head fell back and she moaned.
Cord teased her until his c**k was ready. Until he smelled the sweet cream gathering between her thighs and she was ready. He rubbed his face against the upper swells of her chest and picked her up to position her on the plush rug in front of the couch. Pinning her arms above her head with one hand, he urged her legs around his waist.
“I don’t wanna hurt you. Take a deep breath, baby doll, and let me in.”
“I’m ready. Don’t wait. Please.”
Cord gritted his teeth, aligning his c**k to slide into her tight, warm channel an excruciatingly inch at a time. Once he was fully seated, sweating, breathing like a winded horse, her hands broke free from his hold and clutched his ass.
“What? Stop?” He eased back to look at her face.
“Don’t go slow for me.”
“AJ. I don’t know if you’re ready for—”
“You said you wouldn’t deny me anything. I’m asking you, no, telling you, Cord McKay, give me that dark passion I see burning in your eyes. I’ve earned it.”
He leaned down until they were nose to nose. “You remember you said that when I’m ridin’ you hard. When I won’t let you up until I’ve had my fill.”
She slapped his ass. Twice. “Stop talking.”
A snarl left his throat. He plowed back into heaven. Plunge. Retreat. Sweat poured down his body as he f**ked her. His eyes never left hers. “Too much?”
“More.”
“You little minx.” Cord unwrapped her legs from his hips, placing her ankles on his shoulders, so the backs of her thighs were pressed up his chest. He rolled his hips and drove deep.
AJ gasped.
He trapped her hands above her head, forcing a deeper angle. The sounds of slapping flesh ricocheted as Cord pushed her harder and higher. When her orgasm loomed, he twisted his pelvis so his pubic hair abraded her clit. She began to whimper. “Send us both over the edge.”
“Then kiss me.”
“After. I’ll knock your teeth out if I kiss you now.”
“Do something,” she wailed. “I need your mouth on my skin.”
Her plea nearly undid him. Without decreasing his strokes, Cord brushed aside the damp hair by her cheek with his chin. He placed his mouth over her ear and sucked.
“Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.” Her whole body stiffened as her pu**y crimped around his c**k like a metal vise.
His balls tightened and long, hot pulses shot out, pulses that didn’t seem to end. A tingle raced straight up the center of his torso from his dick to where he felt her teeth sinking into his throat.
When he quit moving she moaned, “Don’t stop, I’m coming again, there, like that.”
Cord felt another set of rhythmic pulls and stayed with her until the final vibration.
He brought her legs down to the rug and lost himself in the sweetness of her kisses.
AJ didn’t push him away. She seemed content to kiss him, caressing the planes and angles of his face. Running her fingers through his damp hair. Squeezing the muscles in his back and arms. Not only did she enjoy touching him, she understood he craved the closeness in the aftermath of loving.
When his sweaty skin began to cool and she shivered, he looked at her and saw a smirk. “What?”
“If that was my penalty for being late, I can pretty much guarantee I won’t be on time ever again.”
Cord laughed.
She outlined his mustache and goatee. “Can I ask you something?”
A tiny bit of unease made him tense up. Was she going to grade him on his performance? “I guess.”
“Is sex always like this? Needy, hot and out of control? Because I’ve had three outstanding orgasms and I’m sore, but I can’t wait to do this with you again. Does that make me some kind of a slut? I look at you and want you like a drug?”
No. That makes you perfect.
Shaking aside that thought, he said, “If there was a line of men outside the door waitin’ for their turns with you, maybe that’d be considered slutty behavior. However often you and I are naked together or what we do behind closed doors ain’t nobody’s business but ours, AJ.”
“That’s a relief.”
“Glad I can ease your mind on that account. Anything else?”
No answer.
“What?”
“You said there’s some other things you’re interested in trying that might be considered, well, kinky.”
An image arose of her naked. Her arms bound behind her back with his favorite bright blue nylon rope—a vivid slash of color against her pale skin. She’d be bent across a hay bale in the dim light of the barn, wearing those “fuck me Big Daddy” high-heeled silver boots and nothing else. Her feet spread-eagled, her ripe mouth, her juicy pu**y and the tiny rosette of her ass at the ideal level for his cock.
He’d stroke his erection as he circled her, deciding which hole to try first. She’d whimper with want, plead with her eyes, and he knew she’d love whatever he did to her.
First, he’d fist his hands in her baby soft hair and f**k her mouth. When his c**k was good and saturated with her saliva—all the lube he needed to f**k that tiny virgin portal—he’d move behind her. Separating those pearly white ass cheeks to watch the thick head of his c**k and his blood-darkened shaft disappearing into that tight, hot hole until he was buried balls deep and her untried muscles clenched around his dick like a f**king wet dream.
“Cord? You gonna teach me what they are?”
He blinked. “Not yet. You’re already earnin’ an A-plus plus plus, baby doll, you’re surpassin’ all my expectations, but I don’t wanna do too much too soon.”
“I expect you’ll need to feed me soon. I didn’t have time to eat before I left home and I’m starved.”
When he pushed back, his sated c**k slipped out easily. Lord, it turned him on to see her sex shiny-wet with the mix of their juices, knowing her pu**y was all pink and puffy from him loving on her.
Fucking her. Get it right. No love involved here, old man.
“I’ll use the bathroom upstairs to clean up if you wanna use the one down here.”
AJ snatched her clothes and hustled down the hallway, leaving him to wonder if he’d said the wrong thing.
***
AJ scrutinized her reflection. Swollen mouth. Swollen ni**les. She wiped between her legs and winced. Yep. Swollen there too. She’d brought that overwhelming show of sheer strength and power of Cord’s lovemaking on herself. Not that she had regrets.