Messy Love(65)



“You’re such a smart-ass.’’

“Yeah, but this smart-ass has something you want,’’ I replied softly, still against her ear.

“An orgasm you mean?’’ She turned her head sideways then, and her smile made me growl.

In one move, I shut down the stove, turned her around with my hands at her waist and then hoisted her up to plant her with legs parted for me on the kitchen countertop. She hissed when her bare ass hit the surface, but I didn’t give her enough time to focus on it. In the next breath I had the shirt, she wore in my fists and forced it up her body, then off of her. It disappeared on the floor somewhere nearby, and I lost myself in the sight of her perky breasts and taut nipples that called out to my fingers and mouth.

“More than one,’’ I said right before I bent and nipped at her left nipple. She arched into me, one hand going behind my head to push me into her and the other holding onto my shoulder. She never shied from letting me know what she wanted, what she loved. She was fire and pure sex with me, and it drove me out of my fucking mind.

She was perfection.

“Hmm…’’ she hummed above my head as I nipped her nipple again and rolled the other one between my fingers.

I pulled back and blew on the wet tip and cupped both breasts, staring avidly when her skin broke out in more goosebumps. I twitched in my pants when her gasp reached my buzzing ears.

“You like that?’’ I asked with a smirk on my face and my eyes now deep in hers, hooded by desire.

She nodded and put pressure on my head as if asking me to get closer. I didn’t move, though. I wanted her to beg for it. No, it had more to do with the fact that I wanted her to beg for me. I kept my head close to her breasts, knees bent and my hard cock pressed against the inside of her thigh.

“You know what I want, sweet thing.’’

Her breathing sped up some more. We were both breathing loud, and nothing else mattered but the sounds she made, the way she moved, how she begged me with her body.

“Make me come, Wyatt,’’ she whispered and licked her lips. Her eyes fell to my mouth, and once again I hoped to get those lips wrapped around my cock soon. But right now…

I leaned closer and ran my tongue over the taut nipple of her other breast, slowly and then gently nipped. “Tell me more,’’ I rasped against her skin and then took her nipple into my mouth again.

She tugged on my hair, arching her back again and tightening her legs at my sides. She was shaking. I knew that if I put my hand between her legs, I’d find her ready for my cock. We both didn’t need a lot of prompting to get going when we were together. Most of the time I was obsessed with her anyway.

“Your mouth.’’ She moaned then and threw her head back. “I want your mouth on me.’’

“Shit,’’ I groaned and pushed my hard cock against her thigh, eyes tightly closed. I breathed through my nose a few times and waited until I calmed down. “You could make me come just like that.’’

“Good,’’ she sighed and stared at me as I pulled back. She dropped her hands from me and instead held herself up on the counter, both palms firmly planted on the cold surface. Her eyes devoured me, stopping at the bulge in my pants that was worse than minutes ago.

I took her all in from her hair now messier than before, her bright eyes full of lust, her red complexion, the way her breasts heaved at her every intake of breath, the way her legs, parted, gave me a prime view of her pussy, pink and glistening.

My balls tightened further, and my cock jerked, reminding me that once I’d have my mouth on her pussy, I’d be gone. Done. I was about to become the animal Marissa made me whenever our clothes weren’t in the way. My control slipped at every turn with this woman.

“Keep your eyes on me, sweet thing. Watch me.’’

I kneeled and put my hands on her knees before I softly glided them up her thighs as I got closer to the heaven that awaited me. Then, I wrapped my hands around her thighs, possessing her body and watched when her stomach and muscles in her legs quivered and tightened. My mouth met her skin then, her warmth mingling with mine and stocking the fire that inhabited me whenever she was around, and I stared at her staring at me as I explored the smooth skin inside her thighs, up and up, one leg then the other. I deliberately went slow, letting her scent invade all my senses, allowing her to combust right there in front of me, making her submit to me so ultimately, I leaked pre-cum in my pants more and more.

“Wyatt,’’ she whispered, voice hitching with her gasp when I kissed the junction of her thigh and her pussy, so fucking close but too far.

In her eyes I read the desperate need to come, the desperate need for some relief and for my mouth on her pussy and that was exactly what I wanted, waited.

With a groan I licked her whole pussy and latched onto her throbbing clit, hands holding her down tightly.

Fucking heaven.

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MARISSA


“Oh!’’ I moaned and closed my eyes at the first contact of his mouth against me, but I quickly reopened them. I needed to see his head between my legs, the way his mouth glistened against me, the way his tongue appeared and disappeared depending on what he did to me.

My hands fell to his head, fingers pushing through his thick hair as I pushed him harder against me. His answering moan against me and the vice grip he had on my hips as I tried to push myself against his mouth made my head spin harder.

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