over each lush curve of her. My hands are everywhere. I want to go slow but I want to touch every single part of her. To taste her sweet cum on my tongue again. To slide my cock into her until it finds her sweet spot, making her scream my name in pleasure over and over again.
“You’re driving me crazy,” she whispers. The desperation in her voice is music to my ears, letting me know she needs me as much as I do her. Her body is begging for me to be inside her. She pulls at my shirt. I lean up, helping her take it off of me.
Her delicate fingers trace my chest for a moment before lowering to my belt. I let her undo it, pulling it from my slacks and dropping it to the floor. When she goes for the button next, I let her, but grab her wrist when she gets my zipper down. I don’t want to frighten her. She’s going to take every inch of me in that sweet cunt of hers that she’s never allowed another man to touch.
Knowing this gives me the most barbaric caveman thoughts. It’s irrational and fucking crazy, but giving a shit about being a sane man went out the window as soon as I laid eyes on her. There was nothing I wouldn't have done to have her. Now, there is nothing I wouldn't do to keep her.
I lean down, placing soft kisses on her wrist before letting it go. I stand on the side of the bed, pulling my slacks off as my cell phone starts to ring. I don’t even look to see who it is because I already know it’s work.
For once in my life, I just don’t give a shit. I hit the button to silence my phone. I drop all of my shit on the floor, never taking my eyes from hers. How could I? Her body is like a feast laid out in front of me, waiting for me to sample each and every part of it. And I'm a starving man who plans to get my fill.
She seemed nervous in the car. She has nothing to be nervous about. Her merely existing makes me happy. As for me, I wanted to prove myself. To have her never doubt that she is it for me. That even if all that shit in the papers and blogs had been true, it doesn't matter. She is and always will be my everything. There will never be anyone but her.
“I’m the only one naked here.” She sits up on her elbows, making her tits bounce. Her normally pink nipples are a little more red from my mouth. She rises to her knees, her hands reaching to the outline of my cock in my boxer briefs. “I’m not scared,” she tells me as her hand strokes me back and forth.
She reaches inside, wrapping her hand around me. I groan as she starts to stroke me again. Her other hand tugs at my briefs until my cock springs free. I should tell her to stop, that this is about her, but I couldn’t if my life depended on it. She watches as she strokes me with a look of fascination on her face.
The heat in her eyes as she gazes down and strokes me is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. The tip of my cock begins leaking precum. She licks her lips at the sight. I almost spent myself the minute her pink little tongue reached out, imagining it on my cock.
“Now you’re the one driving me crazy,” I grit out. The head of my cock brushes against her soft stomach, smearing my cum on her soft skin. Marking her as mine.
“I don’t know what I want more.” She bites her lip. Her cheeks tinting a shade of pink. “To taste you or to have you inside me.” She barely gets the words out of her mouth and I have her pinned to the bed. My mouth begins devouring her. I know this isn't what she meant by tasting me, but we can get to that later. Right now I am going to claim her. To bring her one step closer to being mine forever.
18
Alyssa
I reach up, wrapping my arms around Sean’s broad back as he devours my mouth. The feel of his naked body over mine has me lifting my hips to try to rub against him. Trying to get the friction I know I