Page 21 of Once Upon A Second Chance

The heat of her sears through me and I groan.

She laughs against my mouth—a breathless, exhilarated sound—before biting my lower lip, hard enough to make me growl. "Missed that," she murmurs.

"Missed what?"

"The way you sound when I tease you."

My mouth closes over one peaked nipple before she can catch her breath. She gasps, her back archingoff the bed as I swirl my tongue, my teeth grazing just enough to make her whimper.

"Richard—"

I switch to the other breast, my hand sliding down her stomach moving toward her pussy. She’s already wet, her hips lifting to meet my fingers as I stroke her through the fabric.

"So fucking responsive," I murmur against her skin. "Still so perfect."

She fists a hand in my hair, tugging me back up to her mouth. "Less talking," she orders, her voice rough.

I chuckle, but I obey, kissing her deeply as I finally slip my fingers inside her. She moans, her thighs clamping around my wrist as I curl them just right, the way I know she likes.

"God," she pants, her nails digging into my biceps. "You remember—"

"Everything."

I drag my thumb over her clit in slow, deliberate circles, watching her face as pleasure tightens her features. Her breath comes faster,her hips rocking against my hand, chasing her release with a desperation that makes my own pulse pound.

"Cum for me," I murmur, my lips brushing her ear.

She shudders, her body clamping down around my fingers as she falls apart, her cry muffled against my shoulder. I kiss her through it, swallowing every gasp, every whimper, until she’s boneless beneath me.

But I’m not done.

She’s still trembling when I settle between her thighs, my tongue replacing my fingers, licking into her wetness with slow, deliberate strokes, drinking in her pussy juices.

Her hands fist in the sheets. "Fuck—"

I grin against her, my hands pinning her hips down as she tries to squirm away from the sensitivity. "Too much?"

She glares down at me, her chest heaving. "Don’t you dare stop."

I don’t.

I take my time, savoring the taste of her, the way her thighs shake when I suck her clit into my mouth, the broken way she says myname when she cums again, her back bowing off the bed as her cunt squirts her juices into my mouth, filling me with her fluids.

By the time I finally slide up her body, she’s panting, her skin flushed, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. She reaches between us, wrapping her hand around my cock, stroking me slowly.

"Now," she demands.

I don’t need to be told twice.

I fuck her slowly at first, just a tease, really, as the tip of my cock beings to leak my essence and spill it into her pussy.

Now I push into her in one smooth thrust, her body welcoming me like I never left. She gasps, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper.

I hover over her, my mouth in line with hers. I let her cunt’s own juice dribble from my mouth into hers, making her gasp with pleasure as I feel her pussy walls tighten as she prepares to cum again.

My cock is now so hard and large that it makes her gasp with pleasure as I fuck the very depths of her cunt, reaching her furthest sensitive places.

As I being to thrust deeper, the strength of my cock makes her scream softly as she grips my shoulders as hard as she can as she urges me on, telling me she wants more.