More Than Lies (More Than #1)(98)

As my finger pushes inside her tightness, my tongue runs down until I reach her entrance. I slip inside her pussy. Tara’s palms go to her breasts again, where she starts to kneed and pinch her nipples. Finding my own rhythm, my finger and tongue fuck her slowly. Her juices escape my mouth, dripping down my cheeks and sliding down my neck the more I enter her.

“Harder.” She applies pressure, pressing down on me to tell me she needs more. I give her just that.

Removing my tongue, I lick up until I reach her clit. I take it into my mouth, alternating between sucking, licking, and lightly skimming my teeth over her. With the finger inside her, I increase my speed and go deeper, fucking her ass harder. I add my thumb inside her pussy and apply pressure to her back walls. I can feel my finger move inside her ass from the other side.

“Oh, yes. Mmmmm.” The pitch of her voice increases along with the movement of her body as she rides me hard. Her insides tighten around me, almost to the point of trying to push me out. I don’t give in to her force. I continue my assault on her hot, sweet, tight ass and pussy. I clamp down on her clit, sucking, nipping, and stabbing her with my tongue. Tara’s eyes close, her head falls backwards, and her hands fist her tits. Her thighs close around my head, locking me in where I can’t move. “Argh. Argh. Ahhhhhhhh. Ahh.” Her orgasm explodes and then continues until her movements still and her head bows. She eases back off my face and settles onto my lap.

Unfortunately, I can’t allow her recovery. I’m hard as a fucking rock. If I’m not inside her within seconds, I’ll explode all over myself.

Removing the phone from my head, I flick it off and onto the bed.

“On your knees, now.” It’s my turn for demands. Her eyes snap open, but before she is able to make a move, I pull her off my lap. I’m behind her and pulling her into the position I want. Taking my cock into one hand and her hip into my other, I pull and push until Tara and I meet in the middle. Once I’m in her, I let out a breath.

“God, I needed that.” She turns her head, looking at me over her shoulder then pushes into me telling me she’s okay with the fact that I entered her again without protection. She’s on birth control, so we should be good.

“You and me both.”

I move, jackhammering into her until my cum paints her walls. My release is fast. This was expected after going two days without sex and then being teased all day from the hot little body my dick has grown used to being inside of.

I fall exhausted onto the mattress, but my ass needs to get up so I can grab a wash cloth from the bathroom to wipe up the mess I know I just made. I can’t fucking move, though.

After a minute, I turn my face away from the ceiling when I hear a sound. I look over at Tara. She’s holding my cell phone in her hands and staring at the screen. I hear our voices. I get to my knees and crawl toward her until I’m sitting behind her, against the headboard. Wrapping my hands around her waist, I pull her between my legs. She leans back against me. Our bodies are sweaty and covered with the wetness from our sex, but I don’t care.

When I have her situated, I look over her shoulder and watch the video with her. Tara is silent, so I remain so as well. The moment I feel my dick thicken, though, I have to close my eyes. There is no way I can go again; not in the next five minutes anyway. I don’t have the stamina for that shit. She will fuckin’ kill me.

When she comes and the screen goes haywire from my tossing the phone, she starts to set it aside, then stops. That’s when I realize the phone fell in the perfect position to record us having sex: It’s directly under her. I can see her facial expressions, the way her breasts bounce, how her abdomen tightens, and just how amazing it looks to see her take my cock. This view has nothing on anything I’ve ever watched live. This is sexy. This is hot. This is beautiful. She is beautiful, even more so than I thought just moments ago.

It ends, and I want to watch it again so damn bad. I almost hate the fact that I promised her she could delete it. Something that amazing shouldn’t be trashed.

“So.” I breathe hard. “I guess you want to delete it now.”

Her face grows red. “Can I watch it again?” A smile forms on mine.

“Absolutely, baby. Just as soon as you tell me what you saw.”

She turns in my arms to face me. She’s sprawled across my chest with her neck craned back to look at me. I scoot us down into the bed and turn us to the side so she doesn’t have to strain her neck.

“That’s how you see me?” Her eyes are turned into my chest. I can’t tell if this is good or bad.

“I’m not sure. You’ll have to tell me how you saw yourself first.” I’m hoping she saw what I saw.

“I.” She pauses chewing on her lip as if searching for the right words. There isn’t a right or wrong answer. She just needs to say how she felt watching it. She doesn’t keep me in suspense too long. “I might have liked it.”

“I already know that because you want to watch it again. Tell me how you saw the woman in the video, Tara. How did you see yourself?”

“Sexy.” And so much more, baby, you just have no idea.

“What else?” Her eyes sparkle. This is good.

“I think I’d do her.” A laugh bursts out of my lips. Tara smiles and I bring her toward my lips to kiss her.

“I guarantee you I’d do her.” I kiss her again. “Want a shower?”