In Too Deep

Every-fucking-where.Pretty little Chloe stood in front of him bare-assed naked asking him where he wanted her. It had to be a dream. But it wasn’t. He still felt the silk of her skin on his lips.

“Sit on the edge of the bed.”

Her sweet ass made contact, a small dip in the mattress, but she kept her legs together. At first, he thought she was being shy, but then he realized she was so fucking turned on she was flexing her thighs.

“Spread those knees wide. Let me see what I need to worship.”

Her skin flushed all over. Pretty shade of pink.

He knelt and pressed his palms against her knees. “I’m bigger than that.”

“Aren’t you going to get undressed?”

“Clothes aren’t in my way for this.” He lowered his head and kissed her inner thigh. He smelled her arousal and his mouth watered. Worshipping this pussy was not going to be a hardship.

Chloe leaned back, arms stiff to hold herself up. She wanted to watch. He swiped his tongue over her, lapping her up. She released a shaky sigh and her head lolled back. He swirled the tip of his tongue over her clit and her hips jumped. He pressed his tongue as deep inside her as he could, coating himself with her juices. She tasted phenomenal. Thrusting his tongue in and out, he bumped his nose against her clit.

Her thighs trembled. He took his time getting her even more worked up. He licked and sucked every part of her, except her clit, which was poking out seeking attention. He massaged her inner thighs and stroked her with his thumbs.

“Please,” she whimpered.

Such a sweet sound. “What? I’m worshipping.”

“Make me come.”

One finger circled her entrance and she thrust her hips up, forcing him in. “So impatient,” he murmured against her. Then he gave her what she wanted and sucked hard on her clit while fingering her.

“Yes.” Her hips rose off the bed as she sank back on her elbows. Her eyes were glazed over with pleasure. Her lips parted as she panted.

He used his left hand to spread her wide. He alternated licking and sucking, crooking two fingers deep inside her.

“Fuck, yeah,” she moaned, her eyes fluttering closed.

He kept going until her moans turned to screaming his name. His hard dick pressed against his zipper painfully. When her legs went lax, he stood and licked his lips. He gently undid his jeans and released himself, snagging the condom he’d tucked in the pocket.

Chloe’s eyes opened a fraction. He yanked off his shirt. Her eyes opened more.

“Your body is damn near perfect. It’s not fair.”

“Come work construction and you can look like this, too.” He opened the condom and rolled it on. “Damn shame though. I don’t think I’d be attracted to you if you looked like me.”

She laughed.

He sat down on the edge of the bed. “Come here.”

She forced herself up but was taking too long for him. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her over. She straddled him easily.

Bracing herself on his shoulders, she held herself up while he lined up with her entrance. When she sank onto him fully, Ronan’s brain short-circuited. He gave her a moment to adjust. Or maybe he was giving himself that time. But then she started rocking and he couldn’t hold back.

He gripped her hips and moved her up and down in the rhythm he wanted. She didn’t fight him, just went along, digging her fingers into his shoulders, his biceps, anything for purchase. As he got close, he slowed and fondled her tits again, sucking hard on her nipples.

He stood and flipped her on her back on the bed. Her legs immediately wrapped around him, but he grabbed her ankles and held them up, resting against his chest. She was so fucking tight around him. Using his thumb, he stroked her clit. She began to tremble again. Her muscles clenched around him, milking him, and he lost it.

Growling, he released her legs, braced his arms on the mattress, and drove into her relentlessly seeking his own release. He came so hard his vision was gone for a brief moment.

Chloe’s sweat-slicked, sticky thighs slid away from him and flopped wide on the bed. She stroked his beard. He lowered and kissed her.

“You taste like me.”

“Good, isn’t it?”

She smiled. Chloe was nothing like he’d imagined all these years. Not that he’d spent too much time thinking about what she’d be like in bed. But she was prim and proper. He’d never expected her to be this hot. He rolled off her, and she whimpered.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No. Just the opposite. I wasn’t ready for you to go.”