“You taste like honey.” His breath wreaked havoc on her as it met her damp flesh.
She wasn’t sure what exactly turned her on more; his words, his mouth or his fingers. What was it about him that made her lose control so completely? Never before had talking dirty made her this wet, but then everything Seth did to her—everything he said—made her want him more.
“Oh God.” The moan escaped her as she felt herself straining, her muscles tensing when she felt another orgasm approaching.
“What would you like, sweetheart?” Seth sucked on her swollen bud once before continuing. “What do you want?”
“I want to feel you,” she pleaded. “All of you inside of me. Please.”
“But I am inside you,” he teased. He thrust his fingers into her once again as though to remind her.
“Your cock,” she gasped. “I want your c*ck inside me.” Somehow she was getting even hotter by admitting what she wanted to him.
“Inside you where?” He tortured her with another quick stroke of his tongue gliding over her clit. Raising his head slightly, he continued talking. “In your mouth?” He swirled his tongue around her clit. “Your sweet little ass?” He repeated the gesture, his fingers leaving her to glide over her skin and grasp one ass cheek in his hand before they lingered on—but never entered—the pucker. “Mmmm, or your tight p**sy?” Once again he lowered his mouth to suckle her cl*t and thrust his fingers deep inside her.
“Oh, God,” she moaned loudly as his actions continued to drive her crazy. “In my…in my p**sy,” she gasped. “Please, God, in my p**sy, now.” She pleaded with him, tangling her fingers in his hair and lifting her h*ps against his mouth.
He ignored her request, thrusting his fingers inside her until she was so close to orgasm she couldn’t think.
Just as her muscles began to tense around him, he stopped and quickly crawled up her body. At the loss of his touch Willow’s eyes opened and she saw him rolling a condom down his cock. Positioning himself at her dripping entrance, his enormous c*ck was buried deep inside of her with a single thrust. Biting down on her already sensitive lip, Willow almost drew blood when his entrance triggered her orgasm.
Seth somehow remained still, unmoving inside her until she felt the waves of pleasure beginning to ease.
The sensation of being filled by him was incredible, and he was being so gentle. She was still dripping from her desire for him, her body still needy for him. Soon she couldn’t take it anymore, shifting beneath him to feel him move as she dug her nails into his back.
Following her cue, he thrust into her, keeping his pace slow, teasing; driving her crazy yet again with desire. Willow sucked her lip into her mouth, intending to bite down on it, but Seth surprised her. He stopped the abuse by kissing her deeply, his teeth grazing against her lip slightly. He slid his tongue over her lip before plunging it into her mouth.
Wrapping her legs around his h*ps she met him thrust for thrust. Her nails scored his back with every pass. Finally, mercifully, Seth increased the speed of his thrusts. Moving her hands lower, she grasped his firm ass, pulling him harder against her, unable to get enough.
Thankfully her movements only seemed to encourage him. His pace increased again, his thrusts becoming ever more forceful. Panting, she pressed her mouth to his shoulder as yet another orgasm came over her body.
Her entire body trembled, her muscles twitching beneath her flesh and after just a few more strokes, he growled then stilled within her.
Floating back down to her body, Willow noticed that he took care to keep most of his weight on his arms rather than crushing her. Truthfully, she wouldn’t have minded if he rested fully on her. Her legs felt as though they were made of jelly, but she locked her ankles, keeping them wrapped around his waist, unwilling to give up the feeling of his c*ck inside her just yet.
Seth seemed to understand her desire because he wrapped his arms around her and rolled, positioning them so she was sitting on top of him as he remained buried deep inside her.
Willow watched contently as Seth reached up and cupped her br**sts, his thumbs stroking her n**ples. Unconsciously she bit down on her lower lip again. Releasing one breast, he lifted his hand, allowing his finger to trace the abused lip.
“Don’t fight what you feel,” he told her as his thumb caressed her lip. “Why do you bite your lip?”
She was embarrassed by his question, the answer an awkward one. “It’s just something I started doing.” His left eyebrow rose, but Seth never stopped fondling her breast leisurely.
“Tell me?” he asked gently.
With a sigh, she relented. “One of my exes complained that I was too…vocal. It was…embarrassing. So, I’ve just bitten my lip to keep my moans inside ever since.”
“The man was a fool. There is no sweeter sound than the moan of desire from a woman’s lips.” He removed his thumb from her lip and moved it between them, rubbing her sensitive clit. Unable stop herself, Willow began to bite her lip again.
Seth removed his other hand from her breast, sliding his thumb across her mouth, stopping her from abusing the lip further.
“Let me hear you. I want to hear how much I please you.”
She was stunned. Not once since that a**hole complained, had any man asked to hear her.
“Will you let me hear you?” Seth moved his hand back to her breast.
Struggling, she barely resisted the urge to bite her lip. I’ve been holding my moans inside for so long, I’m not even sure if I can give in to his request.
He increased the pressure and speed of his fingers across her sensitive cl*t and she felt a moan beginning deep inside her.
Almost as if he knew she needed help, Seth pulled her down into a kiss. As he sucked on her abused lower lip, she moaned. He was gentle with her, his tongue easing any pain she felt. She wanted to moan more for him. Moving his lips down past her neck to her breast, he gently bit her pebbled nipple and she let another moan escape her mouth. It felt good to be free to express her desire, her pleasure.
“Do you feel what your moans do to me?” Taking one of her hands, he placed it between their bodies at the base of his cock. As her fingers pressed against him, she could feel him growing hard beneath her touch. It was a heady sensation. She’d never felt a man harden with her hand while he was still buried deep inside of her. His hand remained over hers. Guiding it higher, he arranged her fingers so they brushed against her clit. He encouraged her to touch herself, to tease her body.
Willow pulled her hand back, embarrassed. Though she had pleasured herself in the past when a lover had left her less than satisfied, never before had anyone ever watched her do it.
“Don’t fight it. Let me watch you give yourself pleasure. Show me what you like,” he coaxed.
Willow bit her lip again, this time from nervousness. She moved her fingers against her sex, moaning as she caressed herself the way she liked. The sensation of her fingers tugging her cl*t was made more erotic and intense as Seth grew harder inside of her while he watched her movements. His eyes held no condemnation, only intense desire. Quickening her pace, she shifted her hips, moving against him and creating a delicious friction.
His hand covered hers once again as he forced her to slow her movements. “Not yet, sweetheart, not yet. Allow me to enjoy watching you a little longer. I want you to go slowly, teasing yourself…teasing me. Make both of our bodies tremble.”
Nodding, Willow forced herself to decrease her speed. She tried to concentrate on keeping her pace slow instead of on the pleasure building inside of her. She moaned, slightly louder than before, as another orgasm built, but did her best to deny the cli**x. Willow shut her eyes. Her head fell back as she continued the leisurely pace.
Her moans increased as he lifted slightly from beneath her and suckled on her breast. He traced his tongue in a pattern over one sensitive nipple as he pinched the other between his fingers. Willow struggled to remain still. Her entire body seemed to scream for her to move against the hard c*ck inside of her.
“Oh, God,” she moaned.
“A bit longer, sweetheart,” he groaned around her nipple.
“Seth, I need you.”
“Just a little longer.”
Opening her eyes, Willow looked at him. More than anything she wanted to stop, to move her hand and begin to ride him, finally allowing herself to orgasm as she pressed his head closer to her body. But she obeyed him. She continued to stroke herself, but could no longer keep her h*ps still. Willow started thrusting against him with each stroke she gave to herself. Willow tilted her head to the side as she watched him feast on her. Her moans came louder and faster, pleading for release.
He lay back down on the bed. His hands gripped her ass and allowed him to direct her movements.
“That’s it, let yourself go.” He encouraged her as he increased the pressure on her hips, speeding her motions.
Willow pulled her hand away from her body, intending to pull him back to her, but he quickly stopped her.
“Not yet. You aren’t done yet.”
When she didn’t put her hand back immediately, Seth stopped thrusting and lifted her off his hips, withdrawing himself. When she stared at him confused, he smiled. Her attempts to lower herself back onto him were met with resistance.
“Not until you begin to please yourself again,” he whispered.
Wasting no time, she put her fingers back on her dripping p**sy. Feeling a bit mischievous herself, Willow stuck a finger in her p**sy, wiping the juices on her swollen cl*t as she slowly slid her fingers across. Seth pulled her back down onto his cock, once again filling her completely.
Watching his face closely, Willow smiled. Seth seemed excited by what she had just done. Taking a chance, she switched hands and lifted the finger with her cream on it to his mouth. Slipping her finger past his lips, Willow increased her speed as he sucked on her finger hungrily.
“Oh, yes,” she moaned. “Harder.”
Seth pulled her hard against him but it wasn’t enough.
“Harder,” she moaned again.
With a growl, Seth pulled her hand away and, rolling them over, he shifted her legs to his shoulders. Holding most of his weight on his arms, he began to pound inside of her.
“Oh, God, yes,” she cried out. Willow curled her fingers, her nails digging into his arms but neither paid any attention. They were both too lost in the sensations to stop. He was thrusting inside her hard and fast, and she loved it, raising her h*ps to meet him with as much force as she was able to manage. The harder he thrust, the louder her moans became and the more intense her pleasure. This time as an orgasm ripped through her body she swore she saw stars coming to life. Within seconds Seth collapsed on top of her, his breathing ragged and muscles trembling beneath her touch.
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No woman has made me lose control like this in a very long time! He was exhausted.
Lying on top of her, he was completely spent, unable to even hold his weight off her because every muscle was shaking as he fought desperately to regain control of his body.
He had lost count long ago of how many years had passed since any woman had affected his body as Willow had that night. He wasn’t even sure if any other woman had made him lose control as fully as he just had with her. Seth’s teeth lengthened, wanting to taste her more fully but he forced himself to wait. There would be time enough to satisfy that particular craving after he made sure she was well satisfied. He had never left a lady unfulfilled, and wouldn’t start now. Besides, if the small sample of blood he had tasted during one of their kisses could cause such havoc on his senses, how much more would truly drinking from her affect him?