Sugar

She didn’t respond, which was fine.

“Shall we then?”

Aligning my cock to her delightfully wet pussy, I nudged the swollen tip past her glistening folds and sank to the hilt, burying myself deep. That first moment, embedded in her body, was unrefined ecstasy.

The plug made her incredibly tight. Lowering my mouth to her shoulder, I whispered, “I’m going to fuck you every chance I get. Hard, dirty, soft, tender… You can do your worst, Avery, because I intend to have you so often and in so many ways, that you forget every lover that came before. You know what that means, Avery? No more hiding. I’m going to know every part of your body—intimately. And you’re going to know mine. I’ll finally learn what you’re after and we’ll both get exactly what we want.”

The promise came from a dark, shadowed crevice of my soul. She was introducing me to places within myself I’d never met before.

“I look forward to my turn.”

Pulling back, I drove forward, and she let out a cry, her fingers tightening on her elbows. I made sure I was barely putting any weight on her. “Are you comfortable?”

“I’m fine.”

Nudging the plug, I tapped it deeper and thrust again. Once I found my rhythm, there was no stopping it. Orgasms tore out of her, milking my cock and my stamina never waned. Her moans fueled my thrusts, driving me deeper and harder.

“You feel that, Avery. I’m all the way in.”

“Yes…” Her voice had transcended to a breathy sigh.

I unlaced her arms, massaging her shoulders, and nibbling her jaw. She was getting tired. “Do you want me to come in your pussy or your mouth?”

I loved watching her consider every option and desperately wished I could hear her thoughts. “My mouth.”

My stomach turned like a carousel, sending thrilling shockwaves to my dick. Satisfied and surprised, I kissed her cheek. “Turn around. I want your head on the edge of the bed.”

Parting from her warmth caused a physical ache in my gut. I helped her into position, carefully gathering her hair behind her head, so it didn’t get stuck under her back.

“Rest your head over the edge of the mattress. There you go.” I removed the condom and stepped closer, slowly stroking. “You ever do it like this before?”

She shook her head. No sarcastic follow up. Just a clear view into a very small secret of her past. It was progress.

“Show me you want it.”

Her lips parted, and I pressed in, not fast or hard, but slow and deep. Upside down, everything was different. I thrusted, and she gripped my hips, guiding my pace and pulling me deeper. It was fucking incredible how easily she adapted to whatever I threw her way.

“Let me see your pussy.”

Her legs spread and I reached for her clit, her body arching as I gave the plug a little tap. As I rubbed her swollen flesh, her mouth grew clumsy, but still felt sensational. My hips pumped greedily.

Her face turned away, and she gasped. “It’s too much when you touch me too.”

It might have been, but it also could have been a power play. We weren’t going to play those games anymore, so I stuck to the ground rules. “Did you say something? I didn’t hear the magic word.”

Her lips firmed, and her eyes narrowed, but she didn’t utter a peep. Her tenacity was admirable. Even when having fun, she consistently tried to regain the upper hand.

Not today. “Get your mouth back on my cock, Avery.”

“I can’t concentrate when your hand’s on my clit.”

“That’s the beauty of it. Stop thinking. Just open yourself up and let me have control.”

She debated for a silent second and huffed, directing me back into her mouth. I pushed to the back of her throat, watching her toes curl as my fingers sink into her pussy. She let out a garbled cry, her sex pulsating around my fingers with greedy little pulls as her come bathed my hand. Bending lower, I sucked her hard nipple into my mouth, using my teeth to add a bite of pleasure-pain, which she seemed to love. Not forgetting about the plug, I gave it a nudge, working my fingers over her wet pussy and wringing out another orgasm.

She was panting, unable to keep her concentration as I switched directions again, always keeping her on her toes.

“You know you can suck harder than that.”

She growled. It was the cutest sound. But then her mouth tightened with the added bonus of her fingers massaging my balls. My eyes rolled back at the first tug. Fuck. Now I was distracted. I zeroed in on her clit, thinking I could get one more good one out of her before I came.

Her dainty finger teased around the puckered skin of my ass, stalling my game and—“Jesus! Fuck!”

Her finger shoved all the way in, and my calves locked. I lifted to my toes, toppling forward and catching my weight on my hands at the last moment. “What the fuck, Avery!”