She gasped and lifted her hips, asking with her body for more.
I sucked hard, eliciting a gasp out of her before I reached down with the hand that wasn’t planted in the bed beside her hip and positioned my raging erection at her entrance.
With slow, purposeful movements, I started pushing inside of her.
In an inch, out all the way. In an inch and a half, back out all the way.
I did this for long, torturous minutes until finally I sank fully inside of her wet, tight heat.
We both gasped when my hard cock met the back of her.
Her hips raised, legs moving up until her knees rested against her chest. The flats of her feet resting in the crook where my hips met my thigh.
The position gave me a wide-open view of her clit, and my cock tunneling into her beautiful pussy.
I pushed in and out, flexing my hips.
I watched as it slid in and out of her like silk along skin, my cock covered in her juices.
I looked up from the sight to her eyes, seeing them glazed over in passion, and I smiled.
“Ready for more?” I asked.
She bit her lip and moved her hands up to cup her breasts.
She pulled roughly on the tips of her nipples, biting her lip, as she nodded. “Yes.”
I smiled.
And gave it to her.
Rearing back until I was resting on my knees and the balls of my feet, I took a hold of her hips and lifted up to make us align properly.
Then I started stroking in and out of her, hard and fast.
With each thrust of my hips, her breasts jumped, drawing my eyes to the way they hit the tip of her chin.
“Can you suck your pretty nipples?” I rasped, really interested to know if she could.
She nodded and I said, “Do it.”
She leaned her head up and brought her breast up to her mouth before sucking one in, pulling hard.
My cock jumped at the sight.
“The other one, too. Don’t leave it out,” I commanded.
She switched sides and I slowed, trying to keep control of the situation that was about to slip from my grasp. Fast.
I canted my hips, swirling my dick around inside of her, and caused her to gasp.
Her nipples were wet from her attention and I knew I wouldn’t be able to do this for much longer.
She felt too hot. Too good. Too fucking right.
When she started to cry out, I started to pound into her harder.
My pace started to get jerky, going from smooth, deep strokes to quick and jerky.
I fell forward, throwing her legs over my shoulder as I started to slam into her, using the new position to my advantage.
“Play with your nipples,” I ordered, causing her to jump to attention.
The added stimulation was all she needed, and her hot, greedy channel clamped down on my tunneling cock, and I finally released.
Sensation traveled up my spine, shooting straight to my cock as my orgasm overtook me.
My cock was in a vice grip made up of Memphis’ pussy, being milked as I shot my come high and deep inside of her.
I grunted with each thrust, going hard until the final drops of my release found a home inside of her.
I let her legs fall to the side, rolling until she rested on top of me, her head pillowed on my chest, and my cock still planted deep.
She was panting, as was I, as we both came slowly down from our orgasms.
She was like a limp noodle covering my chest, and my hand curled over her back, coming to a rest with two fingers on one side of my cock where it entered her, and two on the other, feeling where we were still connected.
Feeling how her skin still stretched around the thick column of my cock.
“You weren’t kidding. You can give me what I need,” she gasped. “I didn’t know I needed that.”
I laughed, causing my dick to jerk inside of her, which elicited a moan from her.
“Yeah, baby, I can tell,” I agreed.
She snorted. “You’re so confident. What if I’d said that it was the worst lay I’d ever had?”
“Then I’d know that you were lying. I felt how tight and sweet that pussy was around my cock. You don’t think I can read it?” I asked.
I could practically feel her blush, but I didn’t comment further.
“I have places to be,” she whispered. “School.”
I started to run my finger around her entrance, then started moving my cock slightly inside of her, causing her to moan.
“Later,” I said against her neck.
She groaned. “I have to go…” she tried. When I started to suck on her neck she said, “Oh, fuck it.”
Fuck it, indeed.Chapter 8Sticks and stones may break my bones, but hollow points expand on impact.
-T-shirt
Downy
Two days.
Two whole goddamned days without her and I was a fucking mess.
She’d gone on some emergency trip home because her mom had gotten sick, and I hadn’t heard a thing from her since.
I really shouldn’t be upset that she hadn’t called. That was a girl emotion…wasn’t it?
Fuck me, but I was turning into a girl.
And everyone noticed.
“What are you frowning about now?” Luke asked.
Luke, being my best friend, had the right to ask questions like that. That didn’t mean I had to answer him, though.
“I think you should pull in there, and we’ll get out and ask some questions,” I said, pointing to the dog park’s entrance.
Luke nodded, and we got out.
Mocha started barking and I rolled my eyes. Did she think I was going to leave her in the car? Did I ever leave her in the car?
No, but she acted like I did, which drew attention our way because she was anything but quiet about it.
“There goes the surprise attack,” Luke laughed.
I would’ve flipped him off, but we were in uniform. I was fairly positive that the chief probably wouldn’t like having pictures of me flipping off the assistant chief on social media.
Just last week they got a cop and his wife fighting while out at the mall.
What had been an innocent little spat between the couple had turned into a massive blow up of manic proportions when the person who’d taken the picture said he was ‘accosting a suspected shoplifter’ when in reality all he was doing was telling his wife that she didn’t need a new purse.