Finding Forever

Then, she was coming all over me, arching her back away from the bed, trembling and purring as the orgasm hit her body in waves. She was contracting around me, pulling me deeper into what could only reasonably be described as bliss, — no, paradise— and before I was able to form another thought, I was combusting, driving into her as hard as I could as I released.

I gently lowered her leg from my shoulder, then collapsed onto the bed beside her, pulling her against my chest because it felt like where she belonged. We lay there, recovering in silence until Tori spoke. “I’m gonna wash up a little, okay?”

She shrugged her way out of my arms, then exited the bed to go into the bathroom. A few seconds later, I felt something warm and hot hit my leg, and realized she had thrown a towel at me, then disappeared back into the bathroom. I chuckled as I cleaned myself up, and a few seconds later, Tori was back, climbing on top of me to straddle my legs.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, her shy smile a direct contrast to her wild, messy hair, and current state of undress. Those pretty brown nipples were pointed right at me, begging for attention, so I sat up, capturing them with my hands.

“I’m looking at you like that because you’re so damned beautiful.” I grazed her lips with mine, then slowly sucked her bottom lip into my mouth as I ran my thumbs across her erect nipples.

“Is that right?” Her was voice was sultry and low as she palmed my freshly hardened erection between us.

“Damn right.”

Her lips spread into a smile. “Lay back.”

I did as I was told, watching with excited interest as she placed feathery kisses all over my chest and stomach, then showed that same attention to other parts as she gripped me in her hand, gliding her fingers over me, then finally taking me in her mouth. For me, the sight of a woman giving me head was a fun experience. It was hot, and raunchy, but I never felt anything other the obvious kinky pleasure of the fact somebody was sucking my dick.

This was different.

There was nothing lewd, or obscene about watching my erection disappear repeatedly between Tori’s soft, luscious lips. She was sensual, and beautiful, and damn was she good at what she was doing. Her tongue was constantly moving, and her mouth was warm and inviting as she kept things slick and wet, without getting too messy. I felt honored that such a gift was being given to me, and I buried my fingers in the wild, messy mass of curls partially covering her face.

She lifted her eyes, meeting my gaze with a looked filled with passion, and pleasure, and …. Something else I didn’t want to think about, though the same feeling was coursing through my chest. Instead, I focused on the sexy grin she gave me as she pulled away, repositioning her body so she could slide down on me. I sat up again, wrapping her in my arms as she began to roll her hips in a slow, seductive motion. Burying my face between her breasts, I gripped her thighs to pull her closer, meeting her movements with upward strokes of my own. I didn’t bother trying to stifle my groan as I slipped deeper and deeper until we were fully connected, and she was grinding her hips against mine, gasping for air through the pleasure. Her warmth was pulsing around me, gripping and milking me, communicating clearly that she, along with her body were mine, and damn if I didn’t intend to let her know I got the message.

Moving my mouth to her neck, I found her spot again, the one I knew would send her into oblivion, and sucked hard, exerting just enough pressure to leave a mark. As expected, Tori melted all over me, moaning my name into my ear as a hot new wave of wetness allowed me to somehow get further inside of her. It only took another second before I was exploding in her again, and then I was kissing her, using my lips and tongue to tell her what I couldn’t verbally say, and certainly wasn’t about to acknowledge.





— 8 —

— Avery —

“Can you meet me at my office today? — Tori K.”

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