Vix

HER HIPS SHIFT AND buck as my tongue takes the first taste of her clit.

As her whimpers echo around the high ceilings, the crackling of the fire and the scent of the Christmas tree only serve to top the intoxication of the other scent, the scent of her sex.

My dick is stretched as far as it will go, but I’ve kept my own clothes on for the moment, as painful as that may be.

“Vix...”

I pause, because I think that’s the first time she’s ever said my name.

I want to hear it a million more times, each one with my mouth on her.  Giving her pleasure.  It’s my new mission in life, and I intend to see it through.

“Yes, baby?”

“I...”  She stops as I reach down and spread her upper lips with my fingers, exposing more of her to me.  Her pink flesh glistens and her clit pokes out saying ‘Hi,’ so I swipe my tongue over it and listen with glee as she gasps and bucks against the cushions. 

Pulling back, I look up and bask in the beauty of all of her.  “Say my name again.”

Her eyes flutter open and she focuses on me.  “Vix, please...”  She stares right at me, and I slide my tongue downward, wanting to feel the sensation of her opening taking part of me.

As I do, her whimpers echo around the room, making me feel like a warrior returning from an incredible victory.  My own need ramps up to near crazed proportions as my dick painfully presses outward on my zipper.

I drive my tongue forward into her snug opening, feeling it tighten around me, then flick a finger over her clit as I thrust my tongue in and out.

“Oh my God—”  She whispers, tearing at my hair and pushing her hips upward into me.

Every cell in my body vibrates.  This girl has me teetering on the edge of reason.  There is chaos inside my head as I battle between taking her right now, fucking her and making her completely mine; or taking it slow, giving her this and letting her have some time.

It seems ridiculous that only yesterday we’d spoken just a few complete sentences to each other.  And now I’m here, seeing visions of taking her at the altar, making sure I get her bound to me before any other fucker can slip in and take her from me.

Not that I would ever let that happen. 

There is a roar in my head as I feel her arousal dripping down my beard.  A beast inside of me claws its way to the surface, demanding she give me what I want.

She’s moaning, and I move my mouth upward to envelop her hard nub, standing out fully for me now.  Her hips rock upward as she alternates tugging at my hair and then pushing me away.

“It’s amazing.  You’re amazing.”  Her hands let go of my hair and come up to pinch her nipples.

There’s a riot going on inside me as I watch her, pulling at her tits, turning the nipples to red bullets.  I attack her clit with a vengeance, my own grunts and noises nearly as loud as her pleasure.

I hum into her for her to cum for me.  That I need it. 

Her little nub swells and a river flows from her opening, enticing me inside.  I move my middle finger and sink it into her slit. She winces and twitches as I strum in and out of her, my lips closing around her needy bud as her thighs spread wide.

“God—” 

“Give it to me.  Let go, Eve.  Give it to me.”  I speak into her open cunt, and as soon as I go back to eating her like a starving man she goes off, drenching me with her release.

I gasp and swallow it all, my tongue lapping at her as though I’m a parched dog.  I lower my mouth to the river that flows from her and realize I now know what bliss means.  Utter and total bliss.

Knowing it is me that has brought her this pleasure is the finest moment in my life.  She bucks and rocks her hips on my face, and I reach up with both hands to loop them around her hips, securing her to me, unwilling to let this end.

“More.”  I mouth into her with a savage growl.

Listening to her screams and labored breathing as tremors flow through her, I bite down on her engorged clit and send her into another round of spasms.  When I lift her against me, her hips rising off the sofa, I see her eyelids droop until the whites are all that are showing.

So many voices are screaming in my head.

Take her.

Now.

Bind her to you.

Make her need you.

I scream back, telling them for now I will deny myself.  But it’s fucking hard.

My own need throbs and bites at me as her arousal drips off my chin.

I settle her shaking body back on the sofa, only to reach under her and bring her to my chest.

“God, Vix...”  Her hands loop around my neck on a sigh. “That was beyond anything I ever imagined.”

“I’m just getting started, baby.  I want you to have that every day from now on. You get that?  Right? I want it all. With you.”

I see the wisp of doubt in her eyes as I stand, lifting her in my arms and beginning to trek down the hall toward the master bedroom.

I want her next to me.  My cock wants to fuck her raw, but the man in me knows I just need her close to me tonight.  From now on, every night I want her in my bed.  I need to know she’s mine and she’s safe.

Once inside, I set her on the edge of the bed and begin peeling my shirt off.

“Wow.” She looks at me like I’m her king and the pain in my cock takes flight once again.

She reaches a hand out and strokes my chest, then, to my shock, she drops to her knees in front of me, hands on my belt.

“I want to see you, too.  I want to taste you, like you tasted me.”  Her words are shaky, as are her fingers, but I’ve just turned the corner from pure bliss to unbridled joy.

“You don’t need to.”

“I want to.”  The words seem to surprise even her, and she repeats them in a stronger voice. “I want to.”

This woman is quickly becoming my salvation. I knew I wanted her.  I knew she would be something to me.

Fuck, to be honest I knew I was obsessed with her before...but now?  Her destiny is written in stone and her name is carved into my heart.

Gently, lovingly, she takes off my boots.  The kindness and service of that simple act sends me into a near frenzy.

“Take me out, baby.”  I take her head in my hands, keeping her eyes on me as her hands work my belt.

The buckle clicks, followed by the sound of my zipper.

As she tugs downward, my full erection springs free and brushes her lips.

I can’t hold back the moan that rips from my throat as she tugs at my clothing and I kick my pants and boxers off my feet. Wildness takes over every thought as her hands come up to encircle my shaft, her tongue glancing her bottom lip before she licks the drops of my pre-cum from the tip.

It’s my turn to grip her by the hair and the savage, primal beast in me surfaces.

“Suck my cock, baby.  Show me what you were made for.”

I’m not sure where this part of me has been my whole life, but it feels right.  It’s rough, but from the way Eve just reached one hand under to cup my balls while slipping her lips over the head of my engorged cock, it’s working for her as well.

Before I know it, she’s choking herself on every inch of me.  Kneading my balls, making me think I’ve died and gone to heaven.

“Jesus, baby.  So, fucking good.”

Her throat opens up and I rock back and forth, taking full advantage.  Her eyes stay on me and mine on her, until the constant throb in my dick turns to a driving force to release inside of her.

“You want it?”  I growl, watching my length slip in and out of her lips.  Her tongue is doing something magical on the underside of my cock and I know I can’t hold on much longer.

I fuck her face a few more beats, watching the desire and pleasure blossom in her eyes.  She’s enjoying this as much as I am, and that fact only drives me on.

“Put your hand between your legs.  I want you to play with yourself.  I want to watch you.”

She hesitates, just for a moment, then follows my instructions.  Her hand slips downward, and over the wet sound of her lips sucking on me I hear the slick wetness between her legs as her fingers disappear, moving back and forth in time with the thrusts of my hips.

“God, you’re going to kill me.”  My head falls back on my neck for a moment and I release a string of curse words.

My vision blurs as I take control of her head, slamming deep into her throat and listening to the sounds of our dripping connection and her self-pleasure.

“Baby.”  I grit out from between clenched teeth.  My jaw feels like it’s about to pop.  “You like sucking my cock, don’t you?  You like showing me what a dirty girl you are for me.  I’m so close, babygirl.  I want you to come with me.”

Her eyes lose focus and her body stills, except for the movement of her fingers on her clit.

My balls draw tight, the tension in the backs of my legs rigid, as hoarse murmurs vibrate around my length and I stab it down her throat one last time.

Her screams are muffled by the cock stuffed down her throat, but she goes off like a rocket and I’m right behind her, bellowing like some prehistoric beast finding its long-lost mate.