Falling for Trouble

When her head would have fallen back from the overwhelming sensations, he whispered against her flesh, “Don’t look away. I want you to watch what I’m doing to you. I want you to watch yourself come all over my face.”

Oh. God. The orgasm she just had was intense, but she felt herself climbing toward another one only minutes later. The air left her lungs when he started running his tongue up and down her cleft. His lips suctioned around the tiny bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs, and she teetered on the edge. When he slowly inserted one finger into her pussy, she couldn’t stop her climax if her life depended on it.

“Yeah, baby, that’s it. Give it all to me. Only to me.” Her head fell back, and her eyes slid shut. The waves of pleasure took her breath away, and she gripped the sheet beneath her, pulling, tugging at the fabric as she rode the wave of ecstasy. When she finally came back down, it was to the feel of Abe’s hips nestled between her legs.

He started grinding his cock against her pussy, sending little sparks throughout her. His love bites along her collarbones and the sensation of his stubble along the now sensitive skin were intoxicatingly arousing.

“Tell me you want more.” His mouth was by her ear, and his deep voice had her thirsty for him. Would this encounter bring them together even more or tear them apart? Sophia desperately wanted to have the answer, but she was in a blissful coma of pleasure and couldn’t find the brainpower to contemplate it. He looked down at her, waiting for her to say yes. And that was exactly what she did.

“I want this, Abe.” He took her mouth in a bruising kiss, and their hands fumbled with the rest of his clothing. When he was just as naked as she was and his hips were back between the cradle of her thighs, she gasped at the first feel of his hot, smooth, hard cock pressed against her pussy.

“You’re so wet for me.” He started a slow rocking motion against her, causing his length to slip between her folds. The tip of his cock bumped up against her clit, and his balls gently slapped against her bottom. “You feel how good that is? You feel how good we are together?” He picked up his motion, and she felt herself climbing closer to yet another orgasm. It was like her body was insatiable for Abe.

“Oh God.” Her head thrashed from side-to-side, and she closed her eyes and let the exquisite pleasure wash through her. Lifting her head, Sophia looked down and saw the thick, long length of his cock slide between her folds. The tip of him bumped her clit with every upstroke. The sight of her lips around his shaft, framing it as he fucked her without penetration, had her pussy weeping for him.

Abe started to move faster against her. He placed his head in the crook of her neck and kissed the underside of her jaw. He worked his hips like a piston, up and down, faster and harder. The slickness from her wetness caused his motions to be easy and smooth, erotic and sensual. Then she felt the warm, powerful jets of his semen coat her pussy.

His groan of completion was deep and long, and she wrapped her arms around him and held him close as his body gently shook from his orgasm. Even after he came, she could still feel his semi-hard cock nestled between her folds. He lifted his head and kissed her gently, and she felt him harden almost instantly.

“Abe.” Sophia said his name on a sigh. She tried to reason with herself that he couldn’t be that drunk if he could get hard so quickly again.

“You feel what you do to me?” He pressed into her harder. “Do you feel how hard I get for you, even after just coming?” He ran his tongue up her neck and kissed the side of her mouth. “You wouldn’t believe how many times I’ve jerked off to you, Sophia.” The words were darkly erotic, and shock filtered through her.

He had jerked off to her? Numerous times?

He reached over to his bedside table and opened the drawer. After a moment, he cursed, and then he rested his head in the crook of her neck again. He didn’t move for several long moments.

“Abe? Everything okay?” Had he changed his mind?

His words were muffled against her flesh, and she asked again. He lifted his head and said, “No condoms, baby.”

Condoms? How bad was it that she hadn’t even thought about using protection? She wanted to ask him if he used condoms every time, but the thought left a bitter taste in her mouth and would only conjure up unpleasant images of him with other women.