Our Turn

The ceiling is painted in this room as well, and as my eyes dance upward, I see the fresco above is a lake with trees and a tranquil meadow, extending from the doorway to the wall of windows, covering every inch of space. It should make me calm, but instead, it drives heat through my body. It’s nature, raw like our passion, and I sense the wildness in this man.

His lips find my nipple, and I yelp as his mouth closes around the sensitive flesh, sucking and biting as his hands slip to my rear and pull me forward.

“So fucking sweet,” he growls into my flesh. “I’m sure your pussy is sweeter. I bet you’re dripping aren’t you, little girl? You dripping for me?”

He works the other breast with the same ferocity as the first, only this time he drops a hand between my legs and unapologetically pushes them apart.

I moan as his tongue traces around my nipple, and his fingers slip back and forth in my folds.

I hear a low moan rumble from him as his fingers move to my clit and give it a soft pinch, making my hips buck forward.

“That’s my girl.” He tips his head back, looking up at me, and loosens his grip in my hair. “Look at me.”

I do as he asks, an orgasm building quickly as a thick, rough finger slips inside me, curling and pressing at a spot that has me immediately on the edge.

“God…” I gasp, squeezing my eyes closed as my hips rock into his fingers.

“This sweet cunt is a mess.” He plunges his finger in and out, his thumb circling my clit, making it almost impossible to stay standing. “How’d that happen, Precious?”

My hands clutch at his shoulders as I try to steady myself.

As if he can sense when I’m right on the place where I’ll tip over into my climax, he eases back, eyes narrow and focused on me like he’s playing a fine instrument.

“You’re doing it.” I manage to gasp as I focus my gaze, watching his jaw tighten.

“That’s right. I’m doing it. I’m the only one that will ever do it. You understand?”

“Yes.” I bite out as he rolls my clit between two fingers, then slips them back inside me. Back and forth until I’m a panting, begging mess. “Please.”

“You want to cum?” he grunts, his hand once again grabbing at my hair and pulling, as his mouth meets the flesh of my breast and he bites down, sending a wave of pain through me.

“Yes. Please.” The words come out in a stuttering whisper.

“Good girl. I like when you say please.”

With that, as if he knows the exact button to push to set me free, his fingers work inside me, and I explode in a shaking, yelping orgasm. His hand releases my hair, gripping me around the waist as my knees give out. My legs begin to tremble, and I nearly pass out from the pleasure.

As I convulse, I feel his mouth on me. Biting and sending the jolts of wicked pain over my skin, which only serves to intensify my orgasm.

When I finally start to come down, I feel his tongue gently tracing over all the hot spots where my skin throbs.

I’m panting as he lowers me down onto the white sheets, his hands moving to work his tie loose.

“Now, I’m going to kiss that sweet cunt of yours until you make that pretty mess all over my face.” He strips off his jacket, then his shirt, and is standing before me like a monument to masculinity. “Spread your legs, Precious, it’s time for me to feast.”

10

GEO

I SEE THE FEAR IN HER eyes as she looks at my cock.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m going to get you ready first.” I center her tiny frame in the middle of the bed, her ass just teetering on the edge of the mattress.

She’s displayed for me on the white sheets, just as I’ve imagined it for six months. All the nights here in my bed, thinking of her. Violently stroking off, wondering what she tastes like, how tight she will be once I get inside her.

Now, she’s here, it’s real, and there is no comparing the reality to my fantasies. She is on another scale.

“God, you’re fucking beautiful.” I drop to my knees, my hands winding around the tops of her thighs and working them over my shoulders.

The rest of the world disappears at the sight and scent of her pussy.

“Geo.” Her tiny voice drifts down, and I hear the uncertainty there.

“Precious, I’m going to take good care of you. Your pussy is as important to me as your heart, trust me.”

“I’m nervous.” Her innocent honesty touches my heart.

“You will understand how much I love doing this in time. Kissing you here.” I grit out, trying to hold back my orgasm from my mouth being this close to her pink heaven. “I could do this for the rest of my life and never get enough.”