Touched (The Untouched Trilogy #2)(92)

“Ah, f*ck. That feels so good baby,” he said, gruffly.

I spit on his dick as I stroked and twirled my hand around his length, my eyes fixated on the thick luscious head of his cock. I moaned when I saw his sweet treat spilling over. I placed the head of his dick between my lips, moving it back and forth, slightly sucking as I looked up at him. I reveled in the desire I saw in his eyes. I returned to his man jewels – licking and sucking like a mad woman. I placed his cock back into my mouth, urging him to f*ck it to his heart’s content.

“I want you to swallow my cock baby. Relax your throat; I want you to take it all.”

He slowed his thrusts and slowly slid his cock deeper and then pulled it out.

“Oh yes baby. Shove your f*cking cock down my throat,” I begged.

He pushed his engulfed tool back into my mouth, deeper this time, gagging me. He continued pushing forward until it was all the way in.

“Ah, shit. Fuck yeah,” he grunted. “That’s my nasty girl,” he said. There was a gentle throb followed by a short spurt of cum into my mouth. He eased his cock from my mouth, a mixture of cum and saliva drizzling on my chin; he rubbed it in with the head of his cock and reached to lift me from the floor.

He placed me on the bed and I was on my back as he began pulling at my pants.

“I got it,” I said, moving his hands. “Take your pants off, I want to feel your skin on mine,” I said.

I watched him as he started to undress. I reached inside my panties, rubbing my fingers over my throbbing clit. “You said you wanted to see me taste myself.” I shoved three fingers inside my * … frantically sliding them in and out as he watched. “Is this what you had in mind?” I asked, easing my fingers from my aching cunt. I smeared my lust over my lips before slipping my fingers into my mouth. “Do you want to taste baby?”

He grabbed my fingers and slid them into his mouth, his eyes adhered to mine.

“I need to f*ck you.” He pulled my panties off and flipped me over and spread my legs. He placed his hands between my thighs and rubbed my sex. Virginia was a sensitive, throbbing mess.

He grabbed my cheeks and spread me open, groaning as he spread me wider. He removed one hand I knew what was next. I felt the head of his cock sliding up and down my soaked slit. He pushed into me and I nearly came undone from just the one stroke. He eased out of me and slammed back into me, my entire body bucking forward. He grabbed my hips and started the deep repetitious drives into me.

“Oh f*ck. You feel so good. I’ve missed this *,” he groaned, as he slapped my ass.

I screamed out as he continued the delicious blows into me, slapping my ass harder and harder as he f*cked me into oblivion. I was lost. I was somewhere above the clouds as this gorgeous man violently f*cked my weeping *.

I couldn’t take anymore. I came ... hard, my body quavering as he drove his hardness into me. “Shit, shit, shit,” I breathed, as he continued pounding my *. Fuck, he was really making it hurt but it was the best kind of hurt.

“Are you ready? Do you want my cum, Aria?”

“Yes baby, give it to me. I want it all.”

He pulled his dick from my greedy * and I turned to face him. He pushed his cock into my open and eager mouth. “Ah f*ck. I’m cumming baby,” he grunted, as his cock pulsed repeatedly in my mouth releasing his thick hot semen and I greedily swallowed it, every bit. Fuck – he was delicious. I sucked the head; milking him. I wanted it all. I looked up at him as I siphoned his cock, hoping for more. He was smiling at me. I pulled his cock from my mouth. “What? Why are you smiling at me like that?”

“You can stop sucking now; I think you’ve pretty much sucked me dry,” he said, grinning.

“But I want more,” I said, sliding my tongue over my lips capturing any of the essence that had escaped. He reached down and rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip. “You missed a spot,” he said, sliding his thumb into my mouth. I gently sucked the pad of his thumb.

“Why are you smiling now?” I asked, removing his thumb from my mouth.

“Because I think I’ve created a monster,” he said, grinning at me.

“Whatever. You love it.”

“Damn right I do,” he replied, leaning down to kiss me.

“I have your gift. I want to give it to you now – in private,” I said.

“You realize that you didn’t need to buy me anything. Having you here, celebrating this day with me is gift enough.”

“I’m excited to share today with you too but I wanted to get you something, even though you have everything.”

“I didn’t have everything until I found you. You know that, right?”

“I feel the same way. You’ve completed me in a way that continues to astound me. You’ve brought so much to my life,” I said.

I was quiet for a few moments. “Now look what you’ve done. You’re making me all sappy. Back to your gift,” I said, walking over to my purse.

I pulled the golden box from my bag and walked over to give it to him. He was sitting on the edge of the bed. He was smiling at me like I was giving him the first gift he’d ever received.

He looked up at me with shiny green eyes that were a-flicker with curiosity. I placed the box in his hand and he removed the ribbon and the lid. “I hope you like it,” I said.