Heat flamed under her cheeks. “Breasts, Johnny.”
“Tits. And I love them.”
John shimmied down her body and stopped so he was eye level with her tits. He pressed them together and almost came. Fuuuucccck. What a hot picture in front of him. Alyssa sprawled out was a sight to see. John ran his mouth across her nipples, trying to lick them both at the same time. She sighed loudly and pushed his head into her chest. If he didn’t stop, he would finish any second. And he couldn’t allow that—Alyssa needed to finish with him.
His hand traveled south and wetness coated his fingers. John began stroking her and working her up. He rubbed her clit in circles and teased her entrance. Alyssa’s hips rose up again, signaling she needed more from him. Slipping a finger in, John opened her up, and then slipped another in. Her walls tightened around his fingers and he stopped.
“Relax, I won’t hurt you,” he said, her nails dug into his shoulders again.
Alyssa expelled a heavy breath. “I know you won’t.”
John leaned up and took her lips in a bruising kiss. He needed to take her mind off his fingers penetrating her and knew by kissing her it would. He felt the walls of her sex loosen a bit, and once they did, his thumb started rubbing her clit in circles again. Her thighs squeezed his waist hard from the pleasure of his touch.
John rose up on his elbows and palmed his cock at her entrance. “I need to you to look at me while I slide in, okay? Don’t look anywhere else except for my eyes. See me, Alyssa. Only me,” he requested, running the head of his cock up and down her opening. Her legs widened and he positioned himself. Pushing in just the tip, Alyssa tensed. He waited a moment and once she relaxed he pushed in a little more, eyes locked together the whole time. A heavy breath rolled of her lips.
John gently pushed in further, and Alyssa went to turn her head away but he wouldn’t allow her to. He grabbed her chin and brought her back to him. She panted, he could feel the pounding of her heart knowing how hard this must be on her. Hell, his dick was nearly suffocating inside of her. She squeezed so tight he was probably loosing blood flow to it.
“Don’t lose focus, Alyssa. Look at me. Look at my face and know it’s Johnny who’s above you.”
She began nodding frantically.
“Don’t do that. Remember, we’ve done this before,” he winked. And just like that, he felt everything she was holding inside of her rush out. A tear dripped from the corner of her eye as she smiled.
“Make love to me, Johnny. Make me forget it all.”
“Don’t gotta ask me twice.”
John pulled out, and then surged back in. Alyssa clenched and he gave her a knowing look. “You know I can feel you do that, right?”
With wide, embarrassed eyes, she said, “You can?”
“Yeah,” he chuckled.
“What does it feel like?”
“Like you’re squeezing me with just the right amount of pressure. It feels incredible.”
John picked up where he left off. With each slide in, Alyssa rolled her hips and moaned. She clenched her thighs, squeezing his cock and almost setting him off. She was wet, slick, coating him for an easy glide which told him she was thoroughly enjoying it. John kissed her mouth the way he was making love to her, slow yet deliberate.
“Johnny … it feels so good.”
“Good,” he muttered against her lips. Picking up the speed, John pushed a little deeper and a little faster with each stroke. She moaned, digging her nails into his back. The blood was going straight to his dick, a sizzling sensation taking over his body. He was close to release but he needed Alyssa to finish with him.
Rising up on his elbows, John grabbed both of her wrists and trapped them above her head. He thrust deeper, rolling his hips as he did, hitting her clit at the same time. Alyssa’s lips parted, her eyes rolling shut. “More,” she begged and he obliged. Leaning down, he drew her nipple into his mouth. Her back arched and she cried out. Seeing her back lift with her breasts in the air got John going even more, so he lapped at each nipple until she was squirming under him.
“Close … so close,” she groaned. “Don’t stop …” Alyssa struggled in his hold, but John never loosened his grip. He made love to her body effectively and efficiently until they reached the peak together.
“You ready?” he breathed against her mouth. She nodded. “Open your eyes and look at me. See only me.” Alyssa’s eyes rolled open, heavy and glossy with arousal. That was all it took for John to know he made her feel good. His hips picked up speed, pushing into her faster. She moaned, back arched, eyes still opened and said, “I’m gonna go … I’m right there …”
“Go,” John kissed her hard. “Go with me.” Panting, heavy breathing, and then, the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced rocked through her core, sending her over and bringing her higher than she ever felt before, all while looking Johnny in the eyes and falling madly in love with him.
“And just so you know, when you clenched your pussy—“
Alyssa rolled away from him, holding the sheet to her chest. “Johnny! Stop!”
“What?”
In all seriousness, she said, “You said the p word.”