to appreciate the sight of her in my bed. Her skin had a slightly sun-kissed tone to it, making her blue-gray eyes stand out almost dramatically in her beautiful face. Every inch of her appeared to be silky soft, all the way down to her bare pussy that glistened with her need for me, making my mouth water to taste her nectar.
Catching hold of one of her ankles, I pulled her to the end of the bed and dropped to my knees. The scent of her arousal hit me, and I feasted my mouth on her drenched pussy lips.
Arella’s fingers raked through my hair, tugging hard as she cried out my name. “Don’t stop,” she begged as I latched on to her clit. “Oh God, please don’t stop.”
I lifted my eyes to watch her face as I devoured her, wanting to imprint what she looked like when I made her come on my tongue. When it came to her pleasure, I’d give her whatever she wanted. All she had to do was ask, and I’d make it my life’s mission to give it to her, no matter what it was.
This girl was mine to cherish and protect, to love until I took my last breath.
As I thrust two fingers into her quivering pussy, she came apart for me, and I nearly spilled onto the floor from the euphoria I saw shining out of her eyes. Giving her pleasure was addictive, and I licked and ate her through another before dragging her to the center of the bed and spreading her legs as wide as I could get them as I lined up my cock at her entrance.
She was still shaking from her last release, her pussy drenched. Her taste was still on my tongue, my face saturated with her juices, and I licked my lips, savoring her sweetness as I pushed into her.
“Jordan!” she screamed as I stretched her walls. She arched her back, opening herself up to me even more, and I sank even deeper into her wonderland.
“Fuck,” I groaned as I bottomed out, my balls slapping against her luscious ass. My balls were already tightening up, telling me I was close, and I’d only been inside her for a matter of seconds. I couldn’t ever remember blowing so fast, not even when I first became sexually active, but she felt so damn good, I was about to release deep into her.
She wrapped her legs around my waist tightly, holding me deep inside her as she adjusted to my invasion. Without my permission, my hips gave a shallow thrust, causing her to whimper.
“Baby, am I hurting you?” I gritted out, trying to hold back my release until I felt her milking it from me with her own orgasm.
“N-no,” she said, shaking her head side to side as if she were in agony. “But it feels so good I think I might die.”
Her walls clenched around my girth, making me see stars for a few seconds, and I couldn’t help coming a little. “I need you to come,” I groaned as I lowered my head and skimmed my lips over hers. “Because I’m about to embarrass myself if you don’t.”
“Yeah?” she breathed, clenching even harder this time, and I knew she was doing it on purpose. “So, you’re a minute man?”
“Only with you,” I said with a grunt, and she lowered her lashes, but not before I saw the pleasure my answer gave her. “You feel so fucking good, I can’t seem to hold on to my restraint, baby.”
To prove my point, I felt my cock release a little inside her. Not completely, just a micro-orgasm that had us both groaning.
“Jordan!” she cried out, her walls spasming around me and her nails slicing into my back as I spilled into her. “You’re not wearing a condom!”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chanted and pulled out of her. The action caused her to whimper and me to fight back an agonized growl. After being inside her, completely bare, all I wanted was to thrust back into her sweet heaven and never pull out again. Opening the top drawer of my bedside table, I reached in for a condom and made quick work of sheathing my cock. I was lucky there were even any in there. I hadn’t bought any for at least two years, possibly longer, and those were for my place back in Italy.
Fuck, I couldn’t remember when I’d last restocked my stash in this apartment.