Love Delayed

Zoey left my face and dropped to her knees, taking me in her mouth. She used both her little hands to jerk me. I placed mine over hers applying more pressure. Zoey caught on right away and before I knew it, she was fisting and sucking me to the point of climax. I didn’t want one that way, so I pulled her up and wrapped her legs around my waist. With her clawed to my chest, I maneuvered out of my t-shirt, tapped around the top of the nightstand until I felt plastic, and then laid her on the bed.

“Stenton,” Zoey begged when I lifted and sat on my knees.

She used the time to doff the remainder of her clothes.

“I just have to put the damn rubber on, Ni?a,” I drawled, so fucking aroused by this frustrating girl.

When I was done, I lowered myself over her and took to her lips again. An impatient Zoey pulled my head in deep right away and thrust her hips upward and onto my erection. I wasn’t even halfway in, but Zoey knew nothing about pacing sex.

“Go!” she whispered into my lips as I moved marginally in and out of her.

“Zo, you’re not ready for me to pound you. You’re tight again,” I scolded, but gently. She felt amazing.

I sensed her nod. “Yessss, I am.” She held her breath and pushed up again.

“No, you’re not.”

But instead of arguing with my Ni?a during sex, I showed her. I plunged all the way into her canal, pulled back partially and slammed into her again, this time filling her to the hilt. Doing that was a bad move. Zoey’s * was so warm and gripping, I couldn’t halt my dips. Those dips quickly turned into pounding her.

“Stenton!” she breathed.

It concerned me until her fingers pressed into the wings of my back as she threw her sex to meet my thrust. Her breathing increased through her nostrils and I felt soft clenching from her walls below. I was perspiring in no time.

“Open your mouth, Zoey,” I grounded out. “Breath through your mouth, honey.” I was fucking shocked at how soon she was ready to orgasm.

I felt her harsh breaths in my face, inspiring my hips to push deeper, grind harder.

I was rewarded when I heard Zoey, “I can’t wait, Stent. I can’t hold out!” clearly tantalized by my efforts.

“Go, baby! Don’t wait for me. I got you.” And I did. I couldn’t get enough of it.

Zoey proved her need of me with the speed of her release. Her small frame shuddered as her * gripped me so sweetly below. I had to control my breathing because I wasn’t ready yet. Her lungs drew and suffused air roughly. I pelted into her as hard as my body would allow without climaxing my damn self, Zoey was that amazing.

When she was done, I halted my thrusts, but remained inside of her, doting on her flight. I kissed her insanely, completely consumed by her. I adored Zoey. She truly inspired me. I was proud of her femininity. But I wasn’t done with her body.

Abruptly and swiftly, I flipped her body over until she was on her knees. I reared up on the bed and grabbed her ass cheeks, parting them to throw my tongue between. Zoey stiffened, unaccustomed to this position, or the act in the position. I couldn’t be so concerned or doubtful. I now needed to please her again. I swirled against her lips and then in between, playing on her clit. When she relaxed, I swiped her full slit, tasting her forbidden zone in the rear and used my hand to massage her engorged nub. And when I expected Zoey to flinch and draw back, she pushed into my face and then onto my hand. She kept going back and forth, not knowing which one spurred her pleasure. I increased the speed of both, driving her insane. Zoey’s orgasm, this time, was much louder than before. Her cries were so uncontrolled and raucous that I couldn’t react to my subconscious that told me we could be heard by those near, possibly even my security way down the hall.

Before she could fully come down, I was behind Zoey slamming into her with full force. I swallowed my cries by biting my lips.

“Arch your lower back, Ni?a,” I urged by tapping the small of her back.

If anyone would have told me that coaching a woman on how to fuck would turn me on like this, I would have called them a liar. Zoey perfectly arched her back and I plunged into her.

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