Page 80 of Stroked Long
My Rubes knows exactly what she wants.
The last few inches I take very slowly. Nipping and sucking on her stomach, her waistline, just above her pubic bone, she is panting, squirming under me to position my head where she wants it. Still covered in her little thong, I grip the edge with my teeth and pull it down, exposing her pussy . . . her fucking wet pussy.
Shit. I could come in my pants right now from the sight of her, from the scent of her.
Needing extra help, I spare one of my hands from her nipples and shuck her thong to the side; she lies completely naked in front of me. Fuck. What a sight.
The swell of her hips gives me something to grab on to. The roundness of her breasts gives me something delectable to play with, especially those hard nipples of hers. And then there are her lips—pouty, swollen, sweet as fuck. She’s slowly branding me with her body and her beautiful heart.
I pull away, getting off the bed to shuck my jeans. The tortured look in her face makes me chuckle. Her eyes are hooded, her lips parted, her body trembling, aroused.Mine.
“What are you doing?” she asks, her voice shaky.
“Losing the pants, Rubes. I’m not going to last very long after I fuck you with my tongue.”
Her eyes widen in surprise from my brazen response, making me even harder.
Wanting to give Ruby a show, I slowly slip my hands in the front of my pants and squeeze the tip of my dick, sending a fucking rocket of pleasure down my spine. Moaning, my head falls back. I can feel the strain in my neck, in my chest muscles, in every inch of my body.
This.Something I’ve had to do many times since getting to know Ruby.Especially during the Olympic trials from her text messages.But touching myself in front of her?
“Holy fuck,” Ruby mutters, pulling my attention back to her. There is no questioning it. She wants me. Hardened nipples, glistening pussy, mouth agape, and a wandering hand now fondling her own breasts.
With precision, I lower my jeans all the way, step out of them, and move them to the side. Standing tall, my erection must not disappoint from the sharpened look in Ruby’s face, her gaze zeroing in on my cock.
I take it in my hand and stroke a couple times, fucking torturing myself. Ruby’s expression is priceless. I move forward, hand still on my cock as I lower myself. Releasing my hand, I scoot her to the edge of the bed by yanking on her ankles, bringing her pussy to just the right level. Hooking her legs over my shoulders, I start to run kisses up her inner thighs. When I get to her center, I skip over and start kissing down her other leg, making her grunt and thrash above me.
Despite my throbbing cock pressing against the bed, I love every minute of prolonging the inevitable with Ruby.
“Bodi,” she groans. “Please.”
Her voice is so strained that I give in, moving my lips back to her center. I kiss her pussy, loving how wet she is, and then part her with my fingers, exposing her soaking clit.
Fuck. Me.
Reminding myself to go slowly, at a snail’s pace, I lick her. Her entire body shoots up from the connection, a scream coming from her mouth.
Pure male satisfaction surges through me as I push my tongue against her again, this time flattening it out and licking upward.
“Oh God, yes! More,” she pants, her hands gripping the bedding underneath her.
I move my flattened tongue around her, wishing I could feel the throbbing of her clit against my mouth. Her head is moving from side to side, her nipples harder than ever, her stomach concaved, pushing her pelvis forward. She’s close.
Wanting to feel more, I put two fingers at her pussy and slide them in only to find out how fucking tight she is, with a vise-like grip sucking my fingers in.
Shit. My cock aches with need.
Pointing my tongue so it lightly flicks her clit, I pump into her with my fingers, part her with my other hand, and move at a rapid pace, licking, sucking, pulling that little nub into my mouth only to let go, and then do it all over again.
Like a tidal wave, her entire body rolls off the bed, quaking with pleasure as she screams my name . . . screams.
“Yes!” she shouts, her hand on my head, keeping me in position so her hips can ride my tongue until every last ripple of ecstasy leaves her body.
Holy fucking shit. I’ve never experienced a moment like that before.Watching Ruby coming. Knowing I did that to her. How much she loved that. Fuck. Me.
Her hips slow down, her hand releases from my head, and her body lies sated on the bed. She better not fall asleep because I’m nowhere near being done.
Covering her face, she lets out a low moan and sits up on the bed, her eyes looking directly at my cock. Licking her lips, she starts to move forward, but I stop her. I quickly ease the worry in her eyes.
