| Once again, kisses quickly turned passionate and open-mouthed as they undressed each other. He moved them both to the couch, backing himself up and sitting down on the soft cushion. He nudged her legs farther apart as she moved to straddle him. She was about to put herself on his lap, but he stopped her. He gripped her hips. “Stay right there babydoll.” He demanded. He leaned up and placed soft kisses on her belly. His fingers slipped between the wet lips of her sex and found the swollen button he was looking for. The one that, if he played it just right, she’d scream his name over and over again. “Oh…mmm…” she breathed and bit her lip. “Feels good baby.” “Yeah?” “Mmhmm…” she nodded. Her eyes were closed and her head was tilted back, so that her silky curls cascaded in waves down her back. Her hips were wiggling in rhythm with the way his fingers were pressing against her swelling clit. “That’s what I like to hear babydoll…” he cooed as she began to moan and whimper under his touch. “Louder now.” He demanded, spread the lips of her sex apart and pressed his tongue against her clit. “Ohmygod… ZAC.” She almost yelled to the top of her lungs and lost her footing, the course of blood pulsing through her body making her head spin and her knees give way. She dug one hand into short, silky hair and gripped his strong shoulder with the other hand, her knuckles white with the effort not to climax right that second. “Mmmhmmm…” he moaned against her, dragging his flattened tongue up and down against the exact spot that would make her come apart. “Oh. God. ZAAAAAAAAC.” She screamed in painful ecstasy. Her body twitched and shuddered, her climax ripping through her like bolts of lightning. “That’s it baby.” He murmured as he kissed the insides of her thighs, stroked her round, firm dancer’s behind. He reached up and caressed her breasts, then pulled her onto his lap. His mouth traveled her body as she caught her breath. She cupped the back of his head and kissed him for all she was worth. Her small, soft hands explored him. He closed his eyes as he savored the feel of her hands caressing his chest. She moved so he had to turn and stretch out on the couch. She straddled him and kissed him again. Her long tendrils tickled his skin as her mouth tasted every inch of his body. She shimmied down him, letting her nipples graze him where her mouth wasn’t. He was alternating between holding his breath and panting, as her mouth made its way across his belly and her hand pumped his straining shaft. “Emma… baby…” he groaned as he felt her warm breath on his cock. His hips were moving with her hand, and he planted one foot flat on the floor next to the couch. “Oh yeah, Zacstud…” she teased. Then she licked his shaft, bottom to tip, like she would an ice cream cone. “Oh fuck, Emma…” he growled, then cried out as she took him all the way into her mouth. She removed her mouth long enough to taunt him. “Mmmhmm Zacstud… you know what I wanna hear…” “God… Em… baby…” he dug his hands into her hair as she licked and sucked on him. She pumped him quickly, her sweet mouth making slurping noises as she brought him to the edge. “EMMMAAAA…” he growled and gritted his teeth, determined not to let her get him off like that, when what he wanted was to be deep inside her. He wanted to pump in and out of her and listen to her gasp and pant in pleasure. He wanted to bring her off again and feel her tight around his dick when he shot. Emma’s body was on fire again as she listened to Zac’s gasps and panting become almost angry growls. The sound of his frustration, his need to be inside her made her wet and ready to take every large inch of him in. “Mmm…” she licked the head of his cock and smiled up at him. “What baby?” she bent her head and took him to the back of her throat. “Uh. EM.” He groaned with his head tilted all the way back, hands tangled in her hair.” Emma. Damn it.” |