Thankful that she’s only in my large sleep shirt, I smile at the knowledge of knowing she stole that shirt from me. She looks tiny and innocent in my things, but little does the world know that inside that innocent looking woman is a sexy fucking minx just begging to be let out.
“Lift my top up baby, show me what you’re wearing under there.” Grinning at me seductively she does what I tell her to. I watch the material move up her stomach inch by painfully slow inch, making my cock grow so hard it’s about to burst out of my briefs.
Disappointed when she stops the shirt just below her small breasts, I do my best to hide my frustration. I want to see her scars, I want to kiss them away and replace them with only memories of me. Nonetheless, I don’t want to get into it with her, we just made up and she agreed to try with me. That will do for tonight.
“Look at those legs, those cute fucking knees, your tiny little thighs.” Climbing up her body I bite and nip at all those places, eliciting excited little moans to come from her lips. Her pleasure sounds are like music to my ears. I’ve loved singing and playing guitar my entire life and I have to say some of the best melodies I have written have been inspired by her erotic little moans.
My lips stop between her thigh and pelvic bone, that sexy crease where her skin is covered by barely there black lace. She’s smells so good, like peach and arousal. Nectar to the Kings like me.
Sliding her pant
ies aside I’m welcomed with the sexiest pussy I have ever tasted. I want to eat her all night, lick her clean. Flicking my eyes up, I expect to see Lana in a sex coma with her back arched and her sexy hair splayed all over the bed. I about set off in my pants when I see my eager queen gazing down at me, waiting for me to eat her. I keep my eyes locked on hers, green to brown eyes fucking each other with that one solid look.
I get right to it, licking from her tight center up to her swollen clit. She hisses and I just stare at her, tempting her to not look away, to look ecstasy in the eye. I lick hard circles around her entrance, splaying my hand across her lower stomach, my thumb rubbing matching circles on her clit. I smirk when she grows even wetter with each roll of my tongue. Pregnancy has made her more responsive and sweeter—I didn’t think that shit was possible.
“Kings!” I feel her throb against my tongue, coming hard, faster than I was expecting. I lap her juices up, still eating her with a fever, an unsatisfied hunger. I nip at the lips of her sexy pussy, before finally letting up.
When her breathing settles, I sit up maneuvering myself to remove my briefs, freeing the beast. Lana lays in front of me, her knees pointed in the air, her sexy little feet on each side of my legs. I pull her ankles and drag her down the bed, before flipping her on all fours.
“Ah!” I admire her sudden state, face down and ass up, just like I like it.
“I missed your body,” I say running my calloused hand against her smooth ass cheek.
“Is that all you missed, baby?” Fuck there she goes calling me baby, that shit drives me insane, in a good way—especially when we’re in the bedroom.
“No, I missed all of you—everything.” I pinch her ass gently, doing my best not to set her off with one of her triggers. I grab the back off her neck pushing her face softly into the bed and without any warning I thrust up into her. Lana screams so fucking loud I’m sure she woke the entire building. Lana and I have never been and will never be fucking quiet. We are two wild animals caught in the carnality of who we are as lovers together.
“You like that, Lana? You like when I fill you up?” Her muffled yes makes me smile in victory. I thrust into her fast, the pull of her core when I’m pulling out almost gets me every single time. I look down at her ass, watching it hit my lower stomach and growl. I love this perky ass.
“Sit up.” Letting go of her neck I wrap my muscular arm around her shoulders and help pull her up, setting the back of her thighs on top of mine. I curse under my breath when my suddenly, not so cute anymore, shirt keeps my chest from touching the skin of her back. I want skin on skin completely. I will make sure she lets me see her completely bare soon. That’s a promise.
Reaching one hand down, I find her clit, flicking it before I move my finger in circles, the tops of my long fingers hitting our connection with every downward motion. Burying my face in her neck I lick up the sweat and let my lips linger on her neck, my tongue barely touching her skin.
Turning her head, Lana nudges my cheek with her chin, making me force myself to leave her neck. Our eyes search each other’s as she uses her strong little legs to ride me, lifting slowly with her knees and thighs, then dropping down fast. It almost hurts, because I so badly want to pound into her like a jackhammer.
Patience motherfucker, patience.
I grab her beautiful face with my free hand, gripping her jaw I slide my thumb across her parted lips. I feel her hot breath seeping through the tiny gap and grunt. I’m so fucking horny, shit I’m getting fucked by my sexy woman and I still feel horny. I’ve never experienced this kind of want before. Ever.
“Lick my thumb, baby. Fucking taste yourself.” I watch in wonderment as her pink tongue stems from between her swollen lips and licks my thumb, moaning in appreciation. I had this thumb on her clit moments ago, I know she tastes how sweet she is. Now she understands my fascination with tasting her.
Straining my neck I bite my lip through a roar. Lana is looking at me with so much desire and adoration while she rides me, squeezing me so fucking tight. It’s too much, this is all too much.
“Fuck baby you feel so good. Say it, Lana. Fucking say it.” She licks my thumb again.
“Say what?”
“Say you fucking love me, baby.” Her eyes widen, suddenly fully aware and alert. I need her to say it, even if it’s not genuine, even if I have to fuck it out of her. I’m so selfish but I have to hear her say it. Taking away her control, I slide out of her, practically crying at the loss of her snug heat. I turn her over and throw her legs over my shoulders before pushing into her hard and fast.
Time to take control, Kingston.
“Tell me you fucking love me.” I thrust in hard, dragging out fast then sliding back in.
“Fuck! Kingston... I... I can’t... I... ugh!”
“Say it, say you fucking love me baby!” I’m determined now, taking hard measured thrusts I give it to her good. Finding her hard nipples through the fabric of her shirt I lean down and bite on her nipple causing her back to leave the bed in the most delicate fucking arch.
She shakes her head back and forth, fighting between giving in and pure desire.