Page 62 of Claiming Liberty
I suck a nipple into my mouth, my cheeks caving, and rub her faster. I growl with the urge to squeeze her supple breast, but I can’t because my fucking arm is too busy bracing me up.
A whimper slips past her lips when I rip my hand from her panties and roll us so she’s on top of me. Both her hands fly to my face before she kisses me, her tongue eagerly searching out mine.
I take a moment to palm her full ass before ripping the flimsy material of her cheeky panties and finding her clit once again. I squeeze her tits and thrust my hips, seeking friction. She must sense the absolute need pumping through me because she breaks away from my lips and kisses down my body, her pussy leaving my touch in the process.
It’s been a while since I’ve gotten a blow job. Not since that day Sawyer insisted she ‘prove herself.’ I’ve eaten her pussy a hundred times, but I’m pretty sure I ruined my chances of fucking her mouth because she hasn’t done it since, and I haven’t pushed her to.
So now, when those sweet, pink lips form around the head of my cock, my mouth opens in a sharp gasp.
She takes me into her mouth about halfway before the back of her throat stops her, and I can’t help the way my hips jerk, seeking more.Deeper.
Ripples of pleasure spread through me as she sucks, her perfect mouth sliding up and down my cock, and when she goes back down she swallows with my head at her throat. It tugs me, her throat contracting around my dick in a way that has a breath shuddering into my lungs.
She drags her mouth up me again, her cheeks hollowed from her sucking. I clutch her head, my fingers weaving through the silky strands of her hair. When she looks up at me, she winks like a goddamn temptress, making me want to shove her away, press her back into the bed, and fuck her mouth like an animal.
I lean my head back and look up at the ceiling, certain if I watch her do this, I’ll blow far more quickly than either of us want. She bobs her head for a minute then releases me so she can lick my balls.
She alternates licking and sucking, not neglecting a single patch of sensitive flesh, and I clutch her head and let the sensations relax me while somehow riling me up at the same time. Sex is strange that way... It’s pressure, building, building, building in my balls but it’s like it takes stress from other parts of my body to do it. My shoulders unwind like I’ve been carrying lead weights in them for years, and the seemingly constant crick in my neck finally slackens.
All that exists in this moment is that sexy mouth on my cock.
Until, all at once, it’s gone.
I open my eyes to see Lib climbing on top of me. She lines me up at her entrance and holds her weight by pressing her hands on my abs as she eases me inside of her, her mouth forming an O.
Her pussy squeezes me so tightly, I wonder if she needs to be stretched first, but she must not because her hips start gyrating and heady breaths come barreling in and out of her.
She is so fucking sexy, for a minute, all I can do is watch. It isn’t until she picks up her pace that my mind gets hazy, and the hungry animal in me demands more.
I grab her hips and yank her down, holding myself deep inside of her before propelling her up again. She lets out a sharp moan and grinds on me while I yank her hips into mine to give her movements more force, our bodies clashing with impact that hits the point just before pain.
She’s so perfect. So… Fuck, everything. She’s everything.
I reward her by placing my thumb against her clit, rubbing the hard nub as her pussy clenches around me. The sensation feels so good, it pulls me toward climax, and my teeth grind while I resist it. I’ve never fucked anyone as good as Lib, never gotten head that made me tremble so weakly, so I want it to make sure it’s perfectly fucking clear to her that she’s never been with a man like me.
I want her sweaty, exhausted, breathless, and begging me for more.
“Fuck, don’t stop,” she whines, her movements slowing.
I flip us over again so I can take control, then I rail into her with so much vigor, a growl rumbles in my chest.
Her slick honey overflows from her pussy and lubricates my fingers, sending them gliding over her clit with ease.
She grips my shoulders and screams my name while she comes, but I don’t let up. I can’t. I’m nothing but a vessel of carnal need right now, so strong my body forgets to breathe.
My hips tense, my thrusts halting as I fill Lib with my cum. A grunt rumbles from my chest as my eyes clamp shut. Warmth runs over my spine.
By the time I’m empty, I’m the one who’s sweaty, exhausted, and breathless. I fall next to her on the mattress and close my eyes, my chest heaving.
Lib turns onto her side and wraps her arm around me. She nuzzles into me and plants kisses to my chest.
“I missed you so much,” she whispers, almost like she’s saying it to herself instead of me.
I blink my eyes open and hug her back. “I missed you too. So fucking much.”
“I don’t care that the others don’t want me,” she insists, sounding a little sleepy. Sated but sleepy. “As long as you do.”
“I willalwayswant you.” My tone is sharp, perhaps a little too serious, like I’m threatening her or something. Which, maybe I am.