Atlas

I crawl up the bed and lay beside Kayla, licking my lips to savor every last drop of her. She tastes better than anything I’ve ever tasted, and I’m so fucking stoked I broke my no eating pussy rule. Maybe I’ll toss that rule into the garbage after this. I really am the one who suffers in the long run. If every pussy tasted like hers...

I look down the length of her body. Her pussy still glistens, and my dick twitches; she’s so relaxed right now, but I need to be inside her soon. I was attracted to her before, but watching her let go like that...

I press up against her side so she can feel what she does to me. Her eyes remain closed, but a soft smile pulls at her lips.

Trailing my fingers over her stomach, I take this time to soak her in, really memorize her, because after tonight, we’re strangers again. I study the way her lips are so full beneath a slightly pointed nose, the way her eyebrows are almost perfect, but there’s one little cowlick or maybe a scar in the corner of the left one that keeps them from being twins. Her eyes are big and round, and when they’re closed like this, her eyelashes make these perfect half-moons—

“I didn’t know I could do that,” she whispers without opening her eyes.

I lick my lips and smile, then bring my hand to her tit and tease her nipple into a tight little eraser tip. “That was your first time?” I move my hand to the other nipple and tease it until it’s hard like its sibling. I’d hate to leave anyone out.

She pulls her bottom lip into her teeth and nods.

“You’re embarrassed?” I frown, squeezing her tit. If chicks had any idea how fucking sexy it is when they come undone like that...

She nods again and I lean over her. “Don’t be.” I press my lips against hers, and she opens her mouth to me, slowly, languidly, as if she’s too worn out to even move her lips. I kiss her slowly, matching the pace she sets, running my tongue along the length of hers until I can bring her back to me.

She sighs happily, then turns toward me, wrapping her arm around my neck. Her fingers slide into my hair, and her other hand finds my dick, and as her kiss intensifies, she tightens her grip on me and moves her hand up and down my length. I moan deep in my throat, then she breaks the kiss and pulls back, finally opening those gorgeous brown eyes.

She smiles, her eyelids still heavy. “Hi.”

“Welcome back.”

“I think I love you.” She laughs, and her cheeks turn pink.

I laugh too, then press my dick against her. “That’s the orgasm talking.”

Why did that word sound so good coming from her mouth?

She nods, then brings her lips to mine. “Let’s do that again.”

I close my mouth over hers and drive my tongue inside, the mixture of her sweet mouth and her even sweeter pussy mixing to make one fucking amazing cocktail that reaches all the way down to my dick. It swells with need, and if I’m not inside her soon—

She presses my shoulders back until I’m flat on my back, then looks down at my dick and licks her lips hungrily. She scoots down, kneels between my legs, then slides her hand over my cock and brings her lips to the tip. She looks up at me as she runs her tongue around the tip in a slow circle.

“Fuck, Kayla,” I growl. After watching her come all over the bed, I’m surprised I haven’t jizzed all over myself already. “You’re killing me.”

She slides her mouth over the tip and I suck in a breath, then hold it in as she slides her mouth down my cock. I close my eyes as she bobs up and down, sucking me off like she’s thirsty for all I can give her and then some. I grip her head and guide her up and down slowly, milking every second of her mouth on my cock.

She hums, and I freeze before I accidentally choke her to death. She looks up at me, her mouth still stretched around my dick, one eyebrow raised.

What the fuck? Why did I stop her? “I’m about to finish.”

Holy fucking shit, am I asking for permission?

Kayla moans again and slides back down, sucking harder and tightening her grip until my thoughts turn to putty and my dick turns into a fucking hydrant. She cups my balls with her free hand and massages them as I fill her throat with my load.

She doesn’t fucking stop moaning until I stop coming, and goddammit if I thought she was sexy before, that version of her had nothing on this one.

When I can open my eyes again, I look down at her.

She smiles, then runs her hand over her mouth, licking her lips like she just had the best damn meal of her life. “What’s for dessert?”

I groan and throw my head back. “I think I love you too.”

She giggles. “That’s just the orgasm talking.”

I stretch my arms out on the bedspread and close my eyes. This chick will be the death of me. In two fucking days, I’ve broken all of my rules.

I chased her. Hard.

I fucked her bareback.

I tasted the pussy. Twice. Three times?

I went back for seconds.

I asked permission.

And I said the L word.

Sure, it wasn’t in seriousness, but I said it. And holy shit, if she sucks me off like that again, I might start to mean it.

“Atlas...”

There’s that voice again. Threatening to destroy me and promising me it will be the time of my life.

She crawls up the length of me, then straddles me and settles herself onto my dick, her hands on my chest.

“Atlas...”

“Mmm.” I grab her hips and slide her wet pussy back and forth over my cock a few times to bring the big guy back to life. “Yes, Kayla?”

She doesn’t respond, so I open my eyes.

Her eyes are closed. I pause and she takes over, guiding her pussy back and forth over my cock, her fingertips gripping my chest. She bites her bottom lip as her body starts to warm up again. Her nipples harden before my eyes, tightening into little points.

She’s fucking amazing, this chick.

I reach down and run my thumbs over her lips, spreading them wider around my cock. She sucks in a quick breath of air, so I look back up at her. She smiles, then starts to move back and forth again, never breaking eye contact. I grip her hips again and guide her up and down, up and down, then hold her tight as my dick twitches against her wet folds.

“Do you see what you do to me?”

She nods, her breath coming in quick little huffs.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Kayla?”

She sucks in a shaky breath and nods.

“Say please.” I move my hips, pressing my dick harder against her.

She whimpers, then leans forward, bringing her lips to mine. She runs her tongue over my bottom lip, then pulls it between her teeth.

“Unh,” I growl, sliding my hands up to her tits.

She sucks my bottom lip and I swear she’s sucking my cock the way it responds.

When she releases my lip, she quickly closes her mouth over mine, and plunges her tongue inside, then she arches her back, taking that fucking pussy away from me. Cold air hits my shaft, emphasizing the loss of her body against mine.

She pulls back, then looks down into my eyes with a teasing grin. “Say please.”

I smile and toss her onto her back, then climb on top of her and spread her legs. “Fuck please.”

She reaches down between us and grabs my dick, then presses it inside her tight pussy. I place my hand on her throat and she rubs her clit, and I pound into her. She makes this little squeak as I fuck her and when her body starts to clench around me, I look down into those big brown eyes and stare into her goddamn soul while I pump her body full of cum. She arches, fucking me harder when I start to slow down, then her hands fly up to my chest and she squeezes my pecs as her legs tighten around my waist and she fucks me so fucking hard that I might come twice in as many seconds because watching her body release for a second time tonight, this time coating my cock with her juices, might be the best thing I’ll ever see in my life.

I thrust one last time, hard and slow, letting her body milk me of the final drops. She whimpers, but when her eyes come back from that faraway place, she looks up at me and smiles, and fuck me, if post-coital Kayla isn’t the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.