Falling Down(151)


"Just like that. Yeah. Mmm," he murmurs.
I roll his balls again and meet his thrusts with my mouth, relaxing my throat so I don't gag when he hits it.
"Jesus. That thing you just did. Luce, I'm going to come."
I hum around his cock letting him know I'm good with that. His fingers tighten in my hair, his leg muscles tighten, and I know he's on the edge. I suck even harder, my cheeks and jaw already killing me, but I want him to have this.
"Harder. Just like that. Fuuuuuuck," he growls as the first spurt of cum lands on my tongue. I take him deep and he comes and comes and comes down the back of my throat. Shit, the man comes a long damn time and yet he's still semi hard.
I pull back and just shake my head. He pulls me up to my feet and tosses me on the bed. I let out a giggle of surprise. He crawls up the bed to where I'm laying and rips my panties off. Rips. Them. Off. That is so damn sexy.
Then he dips his fingers between my legs, testing if I'm ready. I could have told him I'm more than ready.
"Always so wet and ready for me," he says, swirling his fingers around my opening. He brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean.
"Jesse," I whisper.
"So f*cking good."
He leans over me, parting my legs, then slowly slides his hard length inside me. He moves slowly in and out of me, leisurely arousing me, rubbing against my clit, bringing me to my first orgasm within minutes. It's almost embarrassing how he does that so easily--almost.
He continues thrusting, his pace unhurried. He kisses me, his lips pressing against mine before slipping his tongue inside to rub against mine. With each lick of his tongue on mine, his cock slides inside me--so full and so hard. He slides deep, so deep, then grinds his pelvis against mine. The friction so, so good against my clit--already so hard and throbbing--the man does insane things to my body. When he pinches my nipples, I feel the pressure all the way to my core and I involuntarily clench around him, causing us both to moan.
"God, it feels so f*cking good when you do that, Lucy. You're already so tight, but when you do that it's all I can do to not come."
"Mmm, Jesse," I moan. "Please, more."
"I'm not hurrying tonight, Lucy. I want to enjoy every single inch of your body, inside and out, and when I'm done I'm going to start all over again. I will give you this, though," he says and grinds himself deep, rubbing against that swollen bundle of nerves and I explode.
"Jesse…"
"Come on my cock, Luce. Give it to me. I want to feel your * squeeze me so f*cking tight," he tells me with a grunt.
After bringing me to another orgasm, he claims another of his own.
He never pulls out, just keeps thrusting until he gets hard again. He flips me over and takes me from behind, hitting me deep and I come twice more before he rolls us to our sides. He takes me that way until I come again and beg him to stop.
"Jesse," I pant, "I can't come anymore. I can't, it's too much."
"It's never too much, baby. Feel how hard my cock is for you?"
I nod.
"Don't you want to come all over it, get it hot and creamy to drive me over the edge?"
I moan. His dirty talk drives me wild. My * comes to life, my clit begins to throb, and I swear the man's used Nana Russo's happy mojo on me.
His pace picks up when I squeeze him again and again.
"You don't play fair," he scolds. "I'm going to come before you."
"Good. I want to feel you come inside me, Jesse."
He grunts. "Fuuuuck."
"Oh my God," I moan, "I can feel your cum hitting--" and then I come with him, I might have let out a scream. I can't be sure. It was so, so good, my vision blurred and my ears started ringing.

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