Page 71 of Yours, Finally

My eyes had closed sometime before. I dropped my head backwards, lost in the sensations of his tongue and lips on me, his beard against my legs and the tender skin where my thighs became my ass.

One of his hands latched to my ribcage as I moved, and the other disappeared behind me. I clenched on nothing, my inner muscles pulling and calling to be filled.

"I need you, Jake. I need you inside."

"Come on. You can come at least once. Be good for me and come on my tongue."

"Jake."

His hands stilled my hips and guided me into a particular angle of my pelvis. Next thing I knew, he sucked my clit into his mouth and teased the head with the tip of his tongue.

"Jake! Oh my god."

"More?" He sucked again, hard. "Can you take it?"

He pulled the head into his mouth again.

"Yes! More!" The sounds rasped from my throat, keen and frantic.

He grunted andsuckled, the motion of his mouth on my clit setting my body ablaze. His tongue massaged the trapped, swollen nub, fueling my hips into hectic jerks, but his hands kept me in place. The sensations built fast, a coiling tension takingover my insides. It flooded my backbone, climbing on each vertebrae; hot, electrified vines entwining on my spine.

It tensed me up— my back arched with the taut pull of a forging orgasm. Vines became a whip— it flogged me in a swift, sharp rocking of my body.

My hips, still captured by his hands, barely moved. My thighs twitched and my torso thrashed with the force of it, despite Jake's efforts.

"Yes, fuck. That's it," he said. "You're doing so good."

He tried to lick me again but I lurched away. He chuckled and, with his thumbs digging into my flesh, he pushed me backwards. I landed with my torso on him, still trembling from my orgasm. His cock, big and hard, pulsed beneath me against my belly.

My eyes remained closed as I recovered. His warm hands caressed my face and pulled my hair back, in a tender gesture that had me gazing at him.

A half-satisfied smile slanted his mouth, his lips red and swollen from taking care of me. His eyes sparkled with tenderness as he took my sight in.

I smiled. "Good job. Can I get you inside now?"

"Mmh. I'm glad to see you still want my dick."

"Why wouldn't I? I've been dreaming about it for a long time. Especially since I saw just how nice it is."

"I was more thinking you might need some recovery time."

"Oh, please." I shimmied back on him, until I could sit on his thighs. "I'm a big girl. I can take more than you think."

His cock lay against his belly, big and veiny and hard. I took it in my hands and rubbed the underside with a thumb. He hissed.

One hand on top of the other, I pumped lightly once. He moaned.

"How much can you take, Jake?"

"Anything you like." He fisted the duvet and pushed down on the mattress, making his shoulders and chest pop.

"Anything?" I pumped again, this time with a firmer grip.

"I guess we can discuss limits at some point." He groaned. "I'll let you know if we come close, but for now? Do as you will. You look too majestic to get in the way of it."

I imagined myself through his eyes. My hair long and messy, my breasts pushed together from my hands latching on his cock. My blushing face, from the recent exertion of my climax. A playful smile on my lips.

The parts he couldn't see beat next to my heart. They pulsed with all that I felt for him; years of yearning and affection that finally got their way. They glowed with the elation of Jake and I, together at last.