The Fake Engagement

Eliza arched up, moaning as his tongue swept over her pussy. He was making her addicted to oral. She’d never been with a man who wanted to go down on her, but the way he sucked at her pussy and his hands gripped her ass as if he couldn’t get enough of her, she knew she’d been missing out.

“You taste so good.”

She cried out as he took her clit into his mouth and used his teeth around her nub. He bit down just hard enough that it was almost too much, but as he pressed his tongue to her clit, she relaxed against him, whimpering.

Preston did this a couple more times before, flicking his tongue back and forth across her clit. Each stroke built her orgasm, and when she thought she was just about to topple over the edge, he withdrew, sliding his tongue toward her entrance as he began to use it to fuck her. Shallow strokes.

She shook with need. Hungry with it.

“You taste so good,” he said. He took his time, tasting her.

She was so wet, she felt herself dripping from her pussy between her ass cheeks.

Finally, he moved back to her clit, and this time, as her orgasm began to build, he didn’t stop, not once.

He threw her over the edge into one of the best orgasms she’d ever had. Eliza didn’t even think it was possible to feel this good. Her body felt amazing. She didn’t want it to stop. This was life-changing. She moaned his name, sinking her fingers into his hair as she thrust her pelvis against his face.

Preston didn’t stop. He kept on licking her pussy, and before she knew what was happening, he’d sent her into a second orgasm. This one wasn’t as hard and as deep as the first, but it was enough to have her gasping for more. He kissed between her legs and moved up between them.

She watched as he took a condom and tore into the foil. The simple action of his teeth against the wrapping shouldn’t have turned her on, but it did. She even liked the way he slid the latex over his cock.

He was so hard, the vein seeming to throb against the side of his cock. Within seconds, he had the condom on. Eliza moved up the bed, but Preston captured her ankle and pulled her back down until she was a little further onto the bed than the edge.

The hard tip of his cock slid between her slit. Each time he bumped her clit, she cried out, arching up, offering her tits to Preston, and he took complete advantage.

With one hand on the bed, keeping him upright, he used his other to stroke across the curve of her breast. He pinched her nipple before he took one into his mouth.

She’d never found her breasts so erotic, but as he tugged on her nipple, an answering call happened between her legs that made her moan for more.

He let go of her tit, reached down between them, and inch by inch, he pressed inside her. Preston wasn’t small by any means, and as he took his time thrusting inside her, Eliza got to feel every single inch.

He wasn’t all the way inside her, but he grabbed her hands and pressed them on either side of the bed, keeping her locked in place.

His gaze was on hers. Elia couldn’t look away even if she wanted to, and there was no way she did.

With the last couple of inches, he held himself poised, in no rush to get it over with.

She watched him, mesmerized.

She licked her lips, and that action must have triggered something within him because he tightened his whole body and slammed balls deep inside her, hitting a part of herself she’d never been touched before. It was almost too painful and pleasurable at the same time.

Preston held himself there for several seconds before he started to pull back. He didn’t give her enough time to recover before he was doing it all over again.

He took his time, making her get used to the feel of his cock, and there was no denying he was glorious.

When she began to thrust up to meet him, he started to really fuck her. With each thrust, she felt another orgasm start to begin, but it was like Preston was proving to her that today was a fluke.

He pulled out of her, flipped her over with ease so that she was on her knees, and was once against inside her.

If she thought he was deep before, then she was wrong. At this angle, he went to a part of her she didn’t even know she had. It was highly pleasurable, and with it, she couldn’t contain herself.

His name spilled from her lips, echoing around the room.

Preston ran his hands up her body, cupping her tits, using them at odd times as leverage as he took what he wanted.