Nailed - Opal Carew Page 0,18

rolled the hard bead between his fingertips. Then he switched. She arched against him.

He ran his hand down her flat stomach and found her jeans, then unfastened the metal button. He couldn’t find the zipper, and realized there was another button, then another. He undid them all, and slid his hand inside the denim. He felt her soft skin, then her silky curls.

All the women he’d been with were either totally bare, or had just a small patch or strip of hair, but she seemed to be untouched. As he stroked, he realized she’d stopped moving and he glanced at her face.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

She just nodded, but then stroked down his stomach. Her fingers stopped at the waistband of his jeans. He unfastened them and drew out his cock. Her eyes widened then she slowly reached for him and wrapped her hand around him.

God, the feel of her holding him like that … He pressed his hand deeper into her jeans and found the soft flesh, then ran his fingertips lightly over her folds. He pushed between them until he found her opening. Then he glided inside. Fuck, the feel of her hot slickness enveloping his fingers drove him wild.

He wrapped his other hand around hers, squeezing him, then guided her hand up and down. She followed his lead, stroking him as he swirled his fingers in her melting heat. He slid out and stroked her slit, then found her clitoris.

She gasped as he stroked it, almost as if she’d never had a man do that to her before.

He wanted to see her, so he grasped her jeans and pulled them down. Her hand fell away from his cock as he moved to pull them off her legs, and then he reached for her panties. He noticed she was biting her lip. He smiled and swooped down for a kiss, then tugged her black panties down her legs. She kicked them away as he gazed at her.

He was right, her pussy was not shaven. He ran his fingers over the curls. So soft and dark. A perfect contrast to her pink petals.

“Do I look strange?” she asked, concern etching her eyes.

“Strange?” He could barely tear his gaze from her lovely pussy to stare at her in a daze.

“Well, I know most girls…” She sucked in a breath. “I mean, I didn’t know we were going to…”

He laughed. “It’s fine. It’s … different.”

Disappointment filled her eyes and he realized that—at least in this—she didn’t want to be different.

He leaned in and kissed her. “You’re perfect,” he murmured.

He felt her fingers wrap around his cock again and she stroked.

“Do you want me to go down on you?” she asked uncertainly.

He chuckled. “That would be very nice, but how about I go down on you instead?”

He slid off the couch to his knees, missing the feel of her hand around him as it slipped away. He leaned forward and nuzzled her stomach, then kissed downward to her curls. He stroked over them with both hands, then opened the petals of flesh and licked her.

“Ohhh,” she cried.

The sound excited him, and sent his cock lurching. He found her clit and circled it with his tongue, then lapped at it.

“Oh, God,” she whimpered, her head lolling back on the couch.

Fuck, she was so responsive.

He suckled and she arched. His hand glided up her side, and then he cupped her breast. She rested her hand on his and squeezed. He rolled his tongue over her bud, then stroked her slit. He slid his finger inside her, his cock twitching with need. Her opening was so hot and inviting and he could hardly wait to drive his cock deep inside her. He suckled her harder as he slid another finger inside.

At her moan, he wanted to pull his fingers free and press his erection to her. To drive in deep and hard. Fuck, maybe she’d like that. He could take her fast and hard now, then again later. He could take her up on her offer of oral sex to get him ready again right away.

He lifted his head, ready to shift into position, but the sight of her face glowing with pleasure took his breath away. He kept gliding his fingers inside her.

“You like that, sweetheart?”

“Ohhh, yes.”

Fuck. He could come on the spot.

He leaned forward and licked her clit, to her moan. Then he settled in and tweaked her nub between his lips. He teased and squeezed, then suckled hard.

“Oh, yes. Oh, God.” She