I snarled quietly and rolled her to her back, pressing my cock into the hot apex of her sweet thighs.
“You got any of those lollipops around?” I asked as I ran my hands over her silky skin under her sleep shirt and pulled it up over her head.
The second her gorgeous tits were exposed, I took one of the peaks in my mouth and bit down hard.
Her thighs squeezed my body as she thrashed. “Fuck, yes. Why?”
“Get one out,” I ordered, plumpin’ her other tit in my hand.
Loved the contrast of my dark, calloused hands against all her creamy flesh, her deep curves so fuckin’ ripe I wanted to bite into each and every one of them, feel her cherry tang on my tongue. I could barely fit one of her perfect tits in my big hand but I could fit the other from little finger to thumb across the entire span of her little waist.
In the dark, sneaking into her house like I had, I felt like a filthy fuckin’ intruder ’bout to take the virgin girl in her bed.
I felt the strain in her body as she reached for somethin’ on the bedside table. Reverently because she was better than any fantasy I’d ever had, I traced the long lines of strong muscle dancin’ had given her, rubbin’ my thumbs through the divots on either side of her belly and down to her shapely thighs and sweet plump calves. She was beautifully constructed and the mechanic in me got off on seein’ how her body worked, how it moved. Loved bendin’ her just to see how flexible she could be, touchin’ her just to see how high her engine would rev.
The crinkle of a wrapper had my eyes jerkin’ away from her body and up to her face. Her lids were low as she placed the head of a round red lollipop in her mouth and swirled it over her tongue.
Fuck, she was gonna put me in an early grave.
I reared up took her mouth, the cherry flavored candy still between her lips. We sucked it together, our tongues racin’ over the sweet sugar then over each other. She rolled her hips against my groin and moaned.
My girl liked the games we played in bed.
As if she wasn’t fuckin’ perfect enough already.
I pulled back and took the sucker with me, tucked into one side of my mouth as I braced on one arm over her and looked down the long hourglass shape of her below me.
“Hold still,” I ordered. “And be quiet. Don’t want Mum and Dad hearin’ their little girl cryin’ out now, do we?”
Her skin erupted in goosebumps.
I grinned around the candy then pulled it from my mouth and drew a lazy circle with the wet red tip over her wet red nipple. Her breath was shaky, her eyes glued to my hand as I moved over one tit and then the other.
When I was done, I studied her pretty strainin’ tips, the way they heaved and jiggled with her heavy breaths. Then I dipped down to take one of those candy-coated treats in my mouth and hummed.
“Fuck,” she rasped, her hands flyin’ to my hair to hold on tight.
I sucked hard at her flesh then raked it with my teeth, pulling it away from her body and lettin’ it go with a wet pop.
“Fuckin’ delicious,” I told her as I flicked the damp nipple with my fingers.
Her hips were wriggling against my thigh, her wet sex slidin’ up and down, searchin’ for more friction than my leg could give her. I grinned wickedly at the sight of her wanton and depraved, golden like a fuckin’ angel but fallen to this bed so I could have my fuckin’ way with her.
I attacked the other nipple with my tongue and teeth, listenin’ to her mewl and feelin’ her scratch my shoulders like a fuckin’ cat.
I brought the cherry lollipop to my mouth, got it wet again then trailed it between her breasts and swirled it over her belly button. She stiffened then writhed when she figured out where I was goin’ with it.
I let her tit go with a harsh bite that had her shakin’ then lowered my shoulders between her thighs, tossin’ her legs over my shoulders so I had complete access to her bare golden cunt.
She watched me roll the candy in my mouth, pantin’ hard, her eyes all black with arousal.
“Always wondered if you tasted like cherries down here,” I told her in a voice so low and rough I barely recognized it. Dippin’ the tip of the sucker in her honey, I said, “Now, I know for sure you do.”
I locked a forearm over her canting hips to still her while I traced the folds of her glistenin’ pussy with the red candy, turnin’ her cunt into a red flower I wanted to bury my face in.