On His Face - Tabatha Kiss Page 0,72

fully hard now. She tightens her grip on my shaft, giving me a firm squeeze that makes the room spin.

“There’s one more condom, right?” she asks.

My pulse spikes. “Yes,” I say, cupping her face for an even deeper kiss.

Heidi rolls onto her back. She spreads her legs. She opens herself to me and I don’t hesitate. I grab the last condom she brought off the bedside table. I put it on as I move between her thighs. We align ourselves. I kiss her as she reaches between us. She takes hold of my cock and rubs herself with it, using my hard tip as her own personal plaything. Her moans taste so good. Her body feels so warm. It’s almost too much, but not nearly enough at the same time.

She penetrates herself, so confident after last night. Even through the latex barrier, I feel her cunt tighten around me. I plunge deeper inside, not stopping until I’ve filled her completely. She puts her hands on my hips. She raises her knees a little more. She moans softly in my ear, happy little sounds that beg for me to take her.

I don’t hold back. I focus on one thing. I bury my face in her shoulder and pound her tight pussy. Her touch climbs up my back. Her kiss claims my neck, my shoulder, any piece of me she can dig her teeth into. She moans even louder; the sound echoing off the stateroom walls. We’re alone here. So perfectly alone.

Where else am I going to get to hear her scream my name like this?

I push up onto my arms, angling myself so I can see my cock thrusting inside of her. I grind us together, purposefully rubbing as much of her clit as I can, and she arches her body for more.

“Drew…” She whimpers. She shakes. She says my name again, her voice dripping with pure sex. “Drew.”

Yes.

Fucking yes.

I grunt with her; the pleasure growing more intense as she touches her own body. She fondles her breasts, pinching the nipples to tease herself, before reaching one hand down to her clit. She uses two fingers, placing them in the perfect place between us to get her off, and I welcome it completely.

This view? This image of a woman rubbing herself to climax with my dick deep inside of her?

Fireworks.

Her breath quickens. Her pussy tightens. Her face contorts in the seconds before orgasm, locked and stunned in beautiful ruin. I lower myself as she comes, giving her a body to cling to as the waves crash and her moans spill off her tongue. I kiss her. Her lips, her neck. Any spot I can reach, I claim. I taste her sweat, quenching my thirst with her natural flavor while she falls to pieces in my arms.

“Drew,” she says again, her voice quivering.

I kiss her again on the lips, soft and sweet. My cock throbs so deep inside of her, but this moment isn’t for me. I hold her close and remind her she’s mine. She’s loved and cherished. She’s beautiful and strong and so unbelievably sexy.

Heidi lays a weak hand on my face. She pushes the tattered, sweaty hair back from my forehead and looks me in the eyes, smiling so wide it rumbles my chest. “Do you want to try a new position?” she asks.

Holy motherfucking shit, she’s goddamn perfect.

I rest my forehead against hers, embracing the chance to take a break. “What did you have in mind?” I ask.

She chuckles, blush filling her adorable cheeks. “What do you want?” she asks, her eyes sparkling as she leaves a light, teasing kiss on my mouth. “How do you want to fuck me?”

Fucking hell.

My cock twitches. My balls tighten. My mind drifts into a state of pure ecstasy. I don’t move. I can’t barely think. It’s a simple question. No tricks. No hidden meanings. Heidi Newbury lies beneath me with eyes wide and legs open, wanting to know how I want to fuck her next, and all I can do is sit here and stare at her like an idiot.

“Drew?” she asks. “You okay?”

“Sorry,” I say, snapping out of it. “Just had an out-of-body experience there.”

“You did?”

“Yeah.”

“Still feels pretty in-the-body to me,” she jokes.

I smother my laugh in her shoulder. She strokes my cheek and guides me back, giving my smiling lips a deep kiss.

Tell me, it says.

How do you want to fuck me?

I cling to her, every sweet piece of her. “Turn around,” I whisper.

Heidi doesn’t hesitate. We kiss as