Russell starts to pump his finger in and out, my slickness coating his hand, dripping down his fingers as his tongue swirls with mine. His hand twists, his thumb rolling gently over my clit, and when I buck against him, trembling, he only starts to move it faster, and with more purpose.
“Russell…”
“Fuck, Jules, That’s it, baby girl. Let me feel how fucking wet this little pussy gets. Let me make this little kitty fucking purr for me.”
He rolls my clit in maddeningly slow circles as he curls his finger deep inside, stroking the spot just inside. Blood rushes through me, and my thighs tighten around his as I lose myself in the moment. My head drops back, pleasure dripping from my lips as Russell drops his mouth to my exposed neck. He sucks the tender skin there—marking me, making me shiver in pleasure as his fingers push me higher and higher, until suddenly, it all starts to crumble.
“Baby…” I whimper, my hands clawing at his biceps, feeling his muscles ripple as his fingers plunge in and out of me.
“Come, beautiful. Come for me just like I know you want to. Like you always came for me. Show me how much this pretty little pussy missed my hands.”
Oh, and I’m going to. Every single fiber in my body wants to show him exactly how much I missed him by just letting go and coming for him right here, and right now.
But there’s something besides his hands I want to show him I missed.
My hands drop to his jeans, and when I cup the huge bulge there, I shiver in pure heat.
Holy God did I miss this man. And this cock?
My core clenches tight, my pussy flooding his hand with my desire as I think about what’s inside those jeans of his. My pulse jumps, my thighs tightening as I yank at his belt, pulling it open. The button is next, followed by the zipper, my hand shaking both in raw excitement to feel him again after so long, and at being so damn close to coming. The zipper yanks down, and my hands push into his waistband, teasing down the v-grooves of his hips, through the soft fuzz of his hair, until my fingers curl around the thick throbbing shaft of his big cock.
“Jules,” he grunts, his cock pulsing against my fingers. I shove at his jeans, and he sits up, reaching down to shove them down and pull himself free. His fingers never stop—not once. They keep right on teasing me and stoking that fire, until I’m desperate to feel him.
I rise up, my hands circling his cock even though my fingers don’t touch when I do. Russell groans, his hands moving to my ass as he pulls me down onto him. And when I feel that thick, hot, swollen head of his cock ease against my slippery, tight opening, my eyes roll back in pleasure.
Teasing will come later. We fucking need this right now.
I try and slow myself, knowing how fucking tight I am and how damn big he is. But after so long, I can barely contain myself. I sink down onto him, and when I feel myself start to ease open around that throbbing cock, I crush my lips to his as I scream into his mouth. His hands grip my ass tight, his big hands filled with my flesh, his fingers almost brushing my tightly-stretched lips. He grunts, pulling me down as he thrusts into me, and I scream in pleasure as his big cock suddenly plunges halfway in. My eyes roll back, a feeling of pure heaven and bliss I haven’t felt in years rushing through me. He holds himself there, both of us hissing and panting in pleasure before suddenly, he plunges the rest of the way inside.
And I come.
Instantly.
The feel of the man I love’s big, thick, gorgeous cock driving to the hilt inside of me for the first time in five years has me crashing over that edge in a heartbeat. I scream into his mouth, cupping his face as I shatter over and over, my pussy rippling around his thickness as I come over and over again.
Russell growls, fingers digging into my ass as he pulls me up, stilling orgasming, and then drives back inside. He hisses in pleasure, his fat cock throbbing so hard as he starts to bounce me up and down, slowly letting my lips slip up and down every thick, perfect inch of him. I’m still coming when I start to feel the fire boiling up inside of him, and this time, I start to fuck him back.
I kiss him fiercely and hungrily, sucking on his bottom lip as I whimper in pleasure and start to rise up and down. My hips roll, my core quivers, and my thighs tighten as Russell’s big dick starts to fuck me exactly like I want him to.