Page 60 of The Deadbeat DILF
He curled them, putting perfect pressure against my G-spot as his tongue flicked against my clit.
“Oh fuck,” I hissed, voice hoarse. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
Robert gently sucked on my clit, his fingers moving in and out of me faster and faster.
“So close,” I whimpered as my thighs started to tremble, my body growing tense. When he groaned against me, that pushed me over the edge.
With a gasp, I grabbed his head, fingers curling into his hair as I pulled his mouth flush against my core as I came. I shuddered against him, breathing heavily as the strength left my body.
A minute later, I was a floppy mess, chest rising and falling as I caught my breath. Robert kissed his way up my body, his lips quirking up in a smile. “You’re so fucking sexy when you come.”
“You’re the only one who can make me come like this,” I told him, wrapping my arms around his neck and dragging him into a heated kiss. My tongue slid against his, and I realised I was tasting myself on him.
“Baby?” I said, against his lips.
“Mm?” His voice rumbled against me.
I kissed them corner of his mouth, then his jaw. “Take off your clothes and get on the couch.”
I winked at him, then disappeared into my room to grab a condom. When I returned, he was naked, sitting on the couch with his legs spread. It was hot as fuck, especially with his cock standing at attention, the tip a deep pink.
I kneeled in front of him, and saw a muscle in his jaw tighten.
“Brooke,” he said, voice almost a gasp.
I opened the condom, placed it on the head of the cock, and used my mouth to roll it on. He was heavy and thick in my mouth, and smelled like sweat and skin and pure masculinity.
When I looked up, I saw that one of his hands was digging into the fabric of the couch. I smothered a smile, and stood up,then straddled his lap. Immediately, his hands landed on my hips. His lined his cock up with my entrance, and I sank down on him.
We moaned at the same time. Looking into each other’s eyes, feeling myself take him in inch by inch…it was intense like nothing I’d ever experienced before.
He pushed some hair out of my eyes, and I gripped his shoulders, using him for stability as I started moving on his lap.
Robert dropped his head back, his grip on my waist tightening to an almost bruising degree. It only spurred me on. “Fuck, that’s it.”
His breathy groan sent a jolt of pleasure through me. Ilovedthe noises he made, the words he said.
I picked up the pace, moving faster and dropping down on him deeper and harder. Heat and pressure built up low in my stomach, sparks of pleasure igniting throughout my whole body.
Robert leaned forward and captured one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking firmly before doing the same to the other. He kissed and sucked wherever he could reach, leaving a few marks on my breasts. “You’re mine. All mine.”
“All yours,” I breathed, my body rocking against his. “Make me yours.”
Robert grabbed my ass and thrusted up into me, slamming in hard and deep to knock the breath out of my lungs. He buried his face in my neck, groaning as I clawed at the back of his shoulders. I was probably scratching him, but neither of us cared. The sex was too overwhelming for us to think of anything else.
Every deep thrust pushed me closer and closer to the edge, and I felt my wetness spilling down and coating the inside of my thighs. He kept pounding into me, not letting up until I cried out his name.
I was coming, my inner walls spasming around him. He slammed me down on his cock a final time, groaning into my neck as he spilled inside, filling the condom with hot cum. He breathed heavily, his arms winding around my body as the intense pleasure simmered down into tingly warmth. “I’m so happy I have you back in my arms again.”
I smiled and kept my arms looped around his neck, leaning my tired body against his. I didn’t want to move right now, and it didn’t seem like he was in a hurry to move either. “Me too.”
We cuddled on the couch for a few minutes. When the sweat on our skin started to cool, Robert lay a blanket over us. This was our home. We could lay on the couch naked if we wanted to.
“Thank you for finding me,” Robert murmured. “I should’ve been the one to chase you. I’m so sorry for leaving.”
“Just don’t leave me again, okay?” I said.
“I won’t,” he promised. “I don’t know what I was thinking. Everything felt so hopeless, but now that I’m here with you… this can work. This will work.”He took a deep breath. “I don’t want to live like a freeloader. I want to be worthy of you. Do you remember when I said I was looking for a better job?”
