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N ASH

I’ve had blowjobs before. Plenty. I preferred them over sex when I was in high school and college. Less likely for a girl to fall for you, and no need to worry about pregnancy or a condom. It was a win-win.

But holy fucking hell. Never has a blowjob sucked the air out of my lungs. Never has one left me a weak, quivering mess. Never have I had to sit down out of fear of collapse. It’s gotta be because it’s been so damn long since I’ve had release from something other than my own hand.

There’s no way a simple blowjob would leave a man on the verge of collapse, especially one in my physical condition. As soon as I sit my ass down on the bed, I worry my dick is going to need days to recover.

And then Kendall opens her smartass gorgeous mouth, and my dick twitches in response. I’ll need a few minutes, I’m not a horny teen anymore, but not as long as I thought. Seeing her naked and on her knees is some kind of beautiful.

Watching a strong, beautiful woman like Kendall surrender to me? Fuck, now I get the whole dominant submissive thing. Although, I wouldn’t want Kendall to be submissive to me all the time. I like her snark, her bite, her sass.

“You sure you want me to call your bluff?”

“What am I supposedly bluffing about?” She stands in front of me, not shy about her nakedness, not that she should be, and wedges herself between my knees.

Her tits are eye level, and my hands rise on their own accord to fondle them. “Your tits are fucking beautiful.”

Hell, I didn’t mean to say that. This is sex. Sweet words aren’t necessary. Not that what I said was sweet. Forgetting about the bluff, the challenge, whatever the hell we were trying to one-up each other on, I lower my mouth to her nipple and suck.

I could listen to her gasps all fucking day. Her body is soft and warm. My hands wrap around her rib cage and around her back, then I tug her closer to me, nuzzling my nose in her cleavage before sucking on her other nipple.

Apparently that does the trick. My dick is hard and ready for her. So fucking ready. I can smell her arousal and need to get her off one more time before I make do on my promise and fuck her raw.

I knead her breast with one hand, and the other I dip between her thighs.

“Nash,” she whispers and clutches onto my shoulders.

With her legs trapped between mine, she can’t spread them like she wants. I take advantage of the tight space and dip two fingers in her pussy. Hell, she’s dripping down my hand in seconds.

“Nash. My legs. I can’t stand for much longer.” She’s bent over me, her tits suffocating me. Death by tits and pussy is the best way to go.

I lay back on the bed and grip her hips, hauling her naked body over mine, settling her pussy over my stomach. My cock twitches against her ass, desperate to sink inside her, but not yet. Once I do, the night will be over, and I need to hang on to this, to her, as long as I can.

“Sit on my face, Kendall.”

I don’t wait for her to move and pick up her body, sliding her wet pussy along my torso until she settles over me.

“I’ll smother you.”

Since my legs are still draped over the edge and I’m laying sideways on the bed, she has nothing to hold on to. I could inch up to the head of the bed so she could grip onto the headboard for support, but I like the idea of her settling all her weight on me.

“Yes.”

My fingers grip onto her thighs and spread them open as she hovers over me. I dart my tongue out and she screams.

“Shh.”

“God, Nash. I can’t be quiet when you do that.”

I flatten my tongue against her and lick her from front to back. She squirms and moans loudly again.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Mm.” Kendall wiggles her pussy on my mouth in response.

My thumbs part her and I dip my tongue deep inside her until my face is smothered by her pussy. She’s the sweetest thing I’ve tasted, and I never want to leave. Her legs quiver around my face and the walls of her pussy clamp around my tongue.

I pull out and insert one finger, then a second as I tug at her clit.

“Nash.” She leans back and rests her hands on my thighs as she grinds into me. Her hair brushes against my cock and I could come just from the simple touch.

“Come, Kendall.”

“I need you inside me.”

“Then come. Fucking come so I can fuck you.”

Her knees clamp my head in a vice so fucking tight I’m pretty sure she’s changed the shape of it, and I don’t fucking care. The orgasm rips through her and she strains as she tries not to be too loud.

Before she’s come all the way down from her orgasm, I flip her on her back, grab the condom from the bedside table, and sheath myself.

“Last chance, Kendall. You sure?” I ask as I hover over her.

“Are you kidding me right now?” She hooks her ankles around my hips and pulls me into her. “Wreck me, Nash.”

And damn if I don’t. I slam into her hard and fast. Kendall arches back, her bare neck stretches, tempting me like a vampire. Her pussy is tight around my cock, and I’m worried I hurt her going so fast.

It’s been a while for her, and I should go slower. Even with the two orgasms and her wet as the fucking Atlantic, I don’t want to literally destroy her. Do I want her sore and to think of me as she walks funny for the next few days? Hell yeah.

Do I want her to be in pain? No.

“Move, Nash. Fucking move.”

I pull out of her and sit back on my heels. “Shit. I’m sorry, Kendall. I didn’t mean to—”

“What are you doing?” She reaches for me with her hands and pulls me with her heels.

“You told me to move.”

“Move in me. I need you in me Nash. I didn’t take you for a tease.”

This woman. She’s going to be the death of me. I line my cock up with her pussy, and this time I enter her slowly. I catch her moans with my mouth and pump my hips languidly, enjoying the tortured look on her face.

She opens her eyes and glares at me. “You’re evil.”

“Mm.” I swivel my hips, my cock hitting the walls of her pussy. “Do you want me to stop?”

“I want you to wreck me. Or can your—” I slide almost all the way out of her then ram her, hard. “Little—” Again, I slide out, then slam my cock to the back of her pussy. “Pee pee—” Slow slide. Hard ram. “Not.” Slower slide. Hardest fucking ram so her head hits the headboard. “Perform?”

Having enough of her beautiful, smart mouth, I pull out faster this time and flip her body over. I curl my arm around her waist and haul her up on her knees, then ram into her from behind.

“Hold on.” I lift one of her hands to the headboard and keep my other arm wrapped around her as I pound into her over and over again.

When I feel the walls of her pussy quiver, I strum her clit with my fingers.

“God, Nash. I can’t. I can’t. I’m going to—”

I work my fingers back and forth against her clit until she explodes around my cock, milking me fucking dry as I release harder and faster than I ever have before.

She collapses on her stomach, and I do the same, using my forearms to keep my weight off her.

“Wrecked?” I ask, my mouth close to her ear.

“Not even...close.” She pants. Sweaty tangles of hair are stuck to the side of her face.

If I had any energy left inside of me, I’d laugh at her stubbornness. We both lay in silence, catching our breath. When the perspiration has dried and I see goosebumps on her skin, I climb out of bed and get dressed.

Kendall does the same, and when we’re both fully clothed, she goes to the door first. I follow her down the stairs to the front door. I walk her to her car, and when she’s behind the wheel, she looks up at me with a sassy grin.

“It’s only because it’s been so long. You’d never be able to get me off three times in such a short amount of time again.”

“Challenge accepted.” I close her car door and walk away with the confidence of a man who gave a woman three orgasms and a wrecked pussy.