Chapter 16 Chapter Sixteen
CANDY'S POV
His big hand squeezes down lightly on my throat drawing out a soft moan that'salmost a purr from me withoutpermission.
He smiles wickedly against my lips like he knew exactly what he wanted when he did that before taking over the kiss from me, taking control the way I like it.
I feel my nipples pebbling as he plunges his experienced tongue full of erotic prowess into the deep recess of my mouth, kissing the fuck out of me until my body is shaking with a renewed fevered need for him. My body is burning against his every touch, delighted in the heady nectar of his mouth, tingling in anticipation of the things it knows he’ll do to it.
I love the pressure on my neck still as he pulls me flush against him, his thigh grazing my already dripping pussy in a way that leaves me gasping and arching into him, my arousal thickness the air around us.
I’d fallen in love with it the first time he’d done it and now, it’s the first thing I want him to do to me every time were fucking. It’s different and it gets me dripping wet for him like a charm.
The evidence of his need for me presses against my lower abdomen in response, telling me I’m not the only one feeling this. He is undoubtedly a big boy down there, tempting in more ways than one.
Breaking from his kiss, even though I just want to stay like that and let him show me to the heavens forever, I pull him to the couch in the corner of the room. This once, I want to be in control, to do a bit of the playing and teasing.
There’s a hint of surprise that passes briefly over his face but he doesn’t fight me, not when I remove his shirt to expose his beautiful chest and torso covered in tattoos and definitely not when I push him down on the couch as roughly as he'd pressed me against the door and start to kiss all over him.
I take my time kissing his neck, sucking hard enough to leave a hickey just because I can and going insanely slow down his body until I'm licking over both his sensitive nipples. His hand sinks into my hair, gripping and pressing me closer, a groan escaping him.
For someone so big and masculine and as scary as he can get sometimes when he thinks I'mnot looking, it’s always a delight to see something that small affect him so bad.
“Oh fuck, this is torture baby.” He groans into my ear, leaving me shivering. His hand slides down between us until he's cupping his straining dick through his shorts in one hand and reaching for me with the other.
Smiling, I reach for the waistband of his shorts, tugging at it impatiently. He lifts a little to let me pull it down a bit, his briefs with it, to free his big, glistening cock begging for my attention. I’ve always wanted to look at him like this, unashamedly, to have a taste before I have to bid him good bye for good but past trauma from being Brent’s girlfriend have always inhibited me every single time.
Except now.
Taking his thick length in my hand, I flick my eyes up to sneak a peak at him, only to find him watching intently with dark eyes filled with lust.
He knows what’s coming and he looks like he can kill for it so I bend my head and take his dark, swollen tip into my mouth, licking around it with a slow, sensual flick of my tongue. His small groan of approval rumbling in the back of his throat eggs me on so I kiss further down his shaft, tracing the intricate network of veins that covers his insane length and girth that barely fit.
“Hands off.” I warn when he tries to grab my hair, making him chuckle. He smirks as he tucks his hands behind his head in mock surrender, his eyes promising to demand worse when he’s in charge.
Going down on him again, I take him fully inside my mouth, bobbing my head up and down his cock like I was made for this. I love the sound he’s making, taking a bit more of him every time it escapes him, tempting him to grab my hair and control the pace, daring him to try. I take in every inch of his cock that can fit until my jaw is stretched out and he’s hitting the back of my throat. And that’s only like half of him.
My pussy weeps for him and it takes everything in me not to reach down and rub my clit to his groans. I bet I can cum from just that, my fingers and the vibrations of his groans and rumble.
After sucking him off till he’s begging me to stop so he doesn’t finish in my mouth, I let him out with a pop, my jaw sore and my eyes teary.
“You taste so good.” I tell him as I climb atop him, wiping the corners of my mouth.
And that tipped him over the edge.
In one fell swoop, he tears my clothes off me, positioning me over his glistening eager cock. Trusting him, I lower myself on him and he meets me half way with one powerful thrust that pushes him so deep inside me, making me moan from tge insane feeling of having his monster cock fill me up to the hilt.
He gives me a moment to get used to the feeling of being stretched out by his big dick, before slowly starting to rock my hips against him. Taking over, I start to roll my hips, slow at first and then faster to increase the pressure building in my core, taking him so deep I feel him in my guts. Pleasure shots through my entire body, engulfing me whole as he meets me thrust for thrust, his lips finding mine in a devouring kiss, his fingers rolling my nipples until it feels like I'm going to burst all over him.
Damn, this isn’t fucking.
It’s something more……it’s love making.