Love at First Mate - Dani Wyatt Page 0,18
has her raising the roof with her screams her legs start to flail.
Her thick thighs clamp down on the sides of my face as her body convulses then she drives a solid heel into my kidney making stars dance in my eyes.
Her hands slap at my head but I’m not done.
One more. I need one more.
“Stop!” she whimpers, her voice pained as she violently tries to pull her juicy pussy from my mouth. “It hurts!”
My dick is so hard, I think it’s about to tear through the skin and shift into some sort of bear-cock monster, but that beast will have to wait just a little longer.
She’s tearing my fucking hair out and screaming as the taste of her orgasm brands itself into the deepest parts of me.
My tongue is relentless on her clit until I feel her body stiffen and her thighs quiver and slap again against my cheeks. This time, she goes completely silent but her sweet juice tells me I’ve hit my mark.
She gushes into my open mouth as I hold her solid against me, slurping and sucking every delicious drop as the spasms take over.
Curse words flow from my sweet angel like a sailor on leave after a fifty of whiskey. As the filth flows from her mouth, her orgasm tears through her, her body flopping on the bed like Linda Blair until I think her head is going to spin around.
I don’t care, I’m keeping her, even if she turns out to be some demon in the world’s sexiest curvy package, she’s not going anywhere. I didn’t know I was waiting for her my whole life, but now that she’s here I’m never letting her go.
Her body finally melts into the bedding, her breath coming in heaves as her eyelashes flutter, showing only the whites of her eyes, and I see tears streaming from their corners down into her shimmering brown hair. Tiny gray rivers and streaks of mascara cover her face and she’s the most beautiful mess I’ve ever seen.
While she’s still half boneless, I rise up and take her shirt and bra, leaving her naked and the most ravishing creature I’ve ever seen. I lower my face and engulfing the dark circle of her nipple into my mouth, spinning my tongue around the hard peak before moving to the other as her breathing slows and her panting turns to soft moans.
I’m a mess, but all I can think about is Wynter.
How long I fought the idea of a mate and the feeling of utter joy and completeness I have right now. All my fears evaporate as I look down and see what I’ve needed all along. I always thought my life was complete, but looking back it was only a waiting game.
I stand at the edge of the bed, admiring her.
For all her youth, she’s a woman, full and lush with curves in all the right places, and in my mind’s eye I see the changes yet to come. The growing swell of her belly, her tits two sizes bigger as her body takes on the look of a goddess.
My goddess.
Her eyes are unfocused as she brings her foot up and rests it on my chest over my sternum her toes playing in the dark hair across my torso. I reach down and pull it upward to my lips, kissing each toe as my cock seeps cum from the tip and I watch her intent eyes drift lower as she licks her lips on a mischievous look.
“You want that cock, don’t you?”
She tightens her lips together in a wry smile. She’s the perfect mixture of slut and virgin, and I’m the luckiest motherfucker in the world right now.
“I want it here…” She brings her index finger to her lips, pulling her foot from my chest and flopping over onto her belly on the mattress, scooting to the edge where I stand looking up at me with a pout. “Pretty please?” Her eyes flicker with fire as her fingers wrap around my shaft, and her tongue comes out to tease at the tip, sending a rush of blood to my dick which is already about to explode.
“Okay, dollface.” I look down and that’s exactly what she looks like. A smiling porcelain doll, with lust in her eyes. “Only for a minute. My balls have a delivery for you, and it’s going inside that sweet pussy. Soon enough I’ll fill your belly with cum as well, but today, I’m claiming what’s mine and that means