Chapter Seven
Laurie
Easton’s lips claim mine in a deep, primal kiss. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, devouring and claiming what’s his. The moment I turned around and saw Easton standing in the kitchen, I wanted him. Those deep brown eyes and beard had me hooked. I’ve always thought beards were sexy, but William would never grow one, saying they looked unprofessional and dirty. More like, they give you the dirtiest thoughts you’ve ever had. If I were wearing panties right now, they would be destroyed. The muscles hiding under all that denim and plaid, plus the massive bulge in his pants, have me so wet I can feel it dripping down my thighs.
He reaches behind my head, releasing the clip in my hair. My blonde locks flow down my back. One hand grips my hair, pulling my head back while his warm tongue glides up my neck. He’s only just kissed me and I’ve experienced more passion and desire than in all the years that I was with William.
“You’re mine now, Angel.” He stakes his claim and it sends a chill down my spine. I want him to claim me, own me, fuck me… until I no longer remember my name. Just one night to forget the past four months. To feel something other than pain and sadness.
With ease, Easton scoops me into his arms - like I weigh nothing - and carries me upstairs to my room. Once inside, he tosses me onto the bed then climbs over me. His huge frame completely covering me, and the heat from his body, mixed with his manly scent, has my senses on overload. He reaches a hand between us and opens the sash on my robe, the fabric falling open. For the first time in years, I don’t feel self-conscious about my body. With William, I kept the lights off when we would have sex, and, toward the end of our marriage, when he became so obsessed with me looking more like the trophy wives at his firm, I would keep my nightgown on, never letting him see me naked, not that it mattered much anyway. By then he barely touched me. The way Easton looks at me makes me feel so sexy and wanted.
“So goddamn perfect,” he says, dipping his head down and sucking my nipple in his hot mouth. He nips, sucks, and licks my little bud while his rough fingers pinch the other. My body arches up, forcing me deeper into his mouth. I want these hands and this mouth marking every inch of my body as a reminder of this night.
“Let’s see how wet you are for me.” He grins, looking at me before his tongue flicks over my nipple. His hand slides down my body, between my legs, fingers slipping between my wet folds. “Goddamn, Angel, you’re dripping for me. I bet you’re imaging all ten inches of my cock owning this pussy. I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll never want to leave me.”
My legs fall open at his dirty words. Easton nestles between my legs, kissing a trail down to my mound. He spreads me open and hungrily growls, making my pussy pulse with need. “Your pussy is so greedy for my cock.” He takes a long, slow lick from slit to clit. “You taste like heaven and sin all rolled into one,” he groans. He buries his face between my thighs, and his tongue wiggles under the hood of my clit. His mouth is divine.
Every nerve in my body roars to life with the flick of his tongue and the scratch of his beard against my thighs. His hands reach up, groping and massaging my breasts. I bury my fingers in his dark, thick hair. His tongue fucking me, and his nose bumping against my clit has me ready to explode. I’m teetering on the edge of ecstasy, but Easton pulls me back. He does this over and over, driving me toward the edge then slamming me back. The push and pull is more than I can take. I need to come before I burst into a million pieces.
I beg and plead for Easton to finish me. He shoves three fingers deep inside my wet channel. Curling them up, he finds my sweet spot. We’ve barely spent an hour together and he already knows my body better than William ever did. The sounds he’s getting out of me aren’t human.
“You can come now, Angel.” His words send me screaming over the edge, coming hard. “Jesus, that greedy pussy of yours feels like it’s going to break my fingers off.” He continues to slowly pump his fingers inside me while his tongue swirls and laps at my still throbbing bud. His tongue puts my vibrator and William to shame.
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I coax another orgasm from Laurie. My dick is aching to be inside this delicious tight pussy, but I have to hear her come one more time. Hearing her call out my name is the sweetest sound I’ve heard.
She lays breathless and covered in a sheen of sweat. She’s open and ready for me to do whatever the fuck I want to her. I’m going to need a lifetime to get through the list of the dirty shit I want to do to this perfect body. First on my list is I want to be balls deep inside this dripping wet cunt.
I slip my fingers from inside her, her sweet honey drips down my hand. I don’t let a single drop go to waste as I lap up her honeyed cream like a starving man. “Angel, you taste so goddamn good. I could live off your pussy alone.”
“Keep eating me out like that and you can have me for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.” She grins as she sits up helping to unbutton my shirt.
She peppers kisses along my hips. Her touch soothes my lonely soul. I toss my shirt to the floor while Laurie works my belt open. She slides the denim off my hips, releasing my hard-on from the confines of my boxers. Her tongue slides hungrily along her lower lip, eyes widen as she gazes at all ten hard inches of me. She looks up at me and swirls her tongue over my fat tip, licking up the beads of precum.
It takes every ounce of will power I have not to blow my load all over her tits as she wraps her lips around my length. Fuck, it’s been way too damn long since any one besides me has touch my cock. Her fingers curl around the base of my shaft, she strokes me in rhythm with her mouth. Tongue swirling teeth grazing, my cock throbbing in her sinful mouth. My body desperate tries to seize my orgasm, but I refuse. I won’t come until I’m balls deep in that tight cunt of hers.
I pull her off me and push her back on the bed. I kick off my pants then grab her by the ankles and spread those gorgeous thick thighs nice and wide. The sweet little giggle she lets out makes my dick twitch with need. This first time isn’t going to be sweet or gentle, but we have the rest of our lives for that. Right now, I need to fuck her, and I need to fuck her hard.
My hands claim her hips, lifting her off the bed as I drive hard into her warm, wet cunt until I’m rooted deep inside her. She feels fucking exquisite. We fit together perfectly, like we were made for each other.
“More, I want more,” she cries out, rolling her hips along my throbbing hard length. I pull out then slam back into her. My name falls from her lips, her greedy pussy pulls me deeper, clenching me tighter than a fist. I watch her tits bouncing while I pound her perfect body.
I sit back on my knees and pull her up to my chest. Her arms slide around my neck, as she braces herself while I fuck up into her.
“You’re mine now, Angel, and I’m never letting you go.”