Page 23 of Smut Lovers

Chapter Ten

Violet

I f she didn’t get his cock inside her soon she thought she might lose her damn mind. Because of how he was sitting she couldn’t quite get any traction against his erection, which was still hidden by his jeans.

He shifted position, moving her so she now straddled his left thigh, and that helped awaken her long-dormant inner slut. Grinding her panty-clad pussy against his firm, denim-covered thigh made her moan.

“That’s it, baby,” he whispered against her lips.

“You get it if you can. That’ll be the first of countless ones I’m going to coax from you over the next few days.

” He nuzzled his way across her jaw, to her left ear, where he nipped the shell.

“I’m going to fuck you so good that you won’t be able to walk, in the good ways.

I’m going to eat you out and then fuck you again, until I convince you this is the only place you ever want to be. ”

The climax caught her off-guard, with his sexy words hot in her ear and those even hotter mental images flipping switches inside her she never knew existed. Her eyes slammed shut and she threw her head back, moaning as she ground her pussy against him and sobbed with how good it felt.

When she collapsed against him, he cradled her in the crook of his left arm and eased her down to the bed. His right hand slipped under the waistband of her panties and she felt two, then three fingers easily slip inside her where he slowly stroked.

She forced her eyes open to find him smiling down at her. “That was one,” he said. “Not going to stop until we both lose count.”

Before she could respond his mouth closed over hers again while his talented fingers did deliciously skilled things to her clit and pussy. Then she was grinding against his hand and moaning her second climax into his mouth to his pleased chuckles.

“Very good, baby,” he whispered when he lifted his head again as she panted to catch her breath.

His hand stilled, but he didn’t pull his fingers from her pussy, and her panties were still on her.

For the first time in her life, it felt like her brain had been unplugged, and no one had ever made her feel that before.

Like she was the center of the universe and the only person who mattered.

“I want to feel you inside me,” she begged.

“You will, baby. Eventually. But there’s a lot of fun I want to have first.” He carefully untangled himself from her and sat up so he could hook his fingers in the top of her panties and work them down her legs.

Then, wearing the most devious smile she thought she’d ever seen anyone wear, he shouldered her legs apart, draped them over his shoulders, and bent his face to her pussy.

Oh…daaamn.

She quickly lost count of how many times he made her come.

His tongue and fingers played with her clit and fucked her pussy and did things to her she’d never felt before.

By the time he finally came up for air it was completely dark outside and the only light filtered in from the nightlight in the bathroom.

Completely limp, she stared up at him, awestruck.

And when he finally reached to unfasten his belt, she surged up from the bed to kiss him, tasting her own juices on him, and shoved his hands out of the way so she could unfasten his belt and fly.

They ended up with him on his back, jeans only partly down his thighs and his nicely thick cock down her throat.

He stroked her hair. “Please don’t make me come like this, baby,” he hoarsely begged. “I want to come inside you.”

She raised her head. “This is inside me,” she countered. “And this way, once I get you hard again you’ll be able to last longer.”

“Oh. Excellent logic. Carry on.”

She deep-throated him, power growing inside her as his deep groans vibrated through her.

This. Him. He was all she wanted, everything she wanted. Hadn’t she thought that from nearly the start, when she saw the extra veggies, and tasted the care he’d taken for her?

It might be stupid to fall in love over food, but every second she spent with his cock in her mouth made her more certain she’d never regret this decision.

She quit dragging it out and when he came she went deep, swallowing every drop and enjoying the way his hips flexed and tensed as she milked him dry.

His chest heaved as he breathed, then he pulled her up on top of him and kissed her again, brushing her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear.

“You won’t mind living over a restaurant?” he asked.

“Oh, no,” she deadpanned. “I’ll be able to have yellow curry whenever I want—whatever shall I do with myself?”

He laughed, softly at first, then louder and she laughed with him. He cupped her head and drew her in for another kiss. “I’ll bring the curry,” he said, smiling. “Or whatever else you want. Anything you want.”

She nipped his bottom lip. “Then I’ll bring the heat.” She slithered down his body, holding his gaze with hers, and sucked his limp member into her mouth again.

It didn’t take long to build him up, and after wrapping him in a condom she straddled him and lowered herself onto his erection. They both moaned, breathing together, savoring it.

His hands settled on her hips, his grip firm but not painfully so. “Thought I said I was going to ride you?”

She splayed her hands across his pecs, his chest hair softly coarse against her fingers. “You can ride me in a little bit. I want to enjoy this.” He filled her perfectly.

Reaching down, she started playing with her clit. “I want to come with you inside me right now.”

“Oh, well then, let me help.” He pulled her hand away and played with her, his left hand cupping her right breast and tweaking her nipple.

She’d meant to tease him but he soon had her squirming and begging for relief.

“You wanted it,” he said, “so give it to me, baby.”

If she hadn’t braced herself with her arms she would have fallen over. This one wasn’t as explosive as the earlier ones, but it felt just as good because every squeeze of her body around his cock earned her a little grunt from him.

Once she’d finished, he flipped her over and slowly stroked.

“Okay, that was your turn, and now it’s mine again.

” He kissed her as he fucked her, working his way down to her left nipple, which he teased into a taut peak before moving to her right, back and forth, until she was desperate and squirming all over again.

Obviously her previous boyfriends had been doing things wrong, because none of them ever felt like this. They damned sure hadn’t been this skilled.

The way he stroked her, his clock glided across her swollen nub with every thrust, until one last orgasm bubbled its way to the surface, gently popping and making him smile.

“Got one more out of you, didn’t I?” He picked up the pace, quickly finishing with a sexy-ass groan she hoped she’d spend the rest of her life hearing.

He fell still, nuzzling, caressing, then remembered something.

“Stand by, gotta take care of this.” He pulled out and headed to the bathroom. She heard water running and he returned not even a minute later to snuggle with her tucked in the crook of his arm against his side.

“You okay?” he asked.

She snorted. “I’m more okay right now than I think I’ve ever been in my life.” She tipped her head back to meet his gaze. “How about you?”

He smiled. “I’m not only okay, I think Mae and Phor are going to be ecstatic about this development.”

“They’re gonna lose their damned minds,” she said.

“Ha! True story.”

Even this felt…right. Like they were made to fit together.

“Maybe when you go to get my stuff,” she quietly said, “you should take an extra suitcase with you. So you can carry more.”

“You read my mind, baby.”

The End