Hot-Bites, Volume Two by Jenika Snow

14

Braden

Iwatch everything Macy does, from the way her hand delicately strokes my cock, right up until the moment that it disappears into that sweet mouth of hers and is surrounded by warm, wet heat as she sucks me so tight my balls draw up and I swear I could come right then.

My hand fists in her hair, my hold harsh, my breathing even more so as I move her up and down my cock, pushing toward the back of her throat. She hums around me, her eyes closing, the pleasure on her face clear to see. She loves sucking me. Christ, she treats me like I’m her favorite candy that she’s starving for.

“That’s it, baby. Get my cock all nice and wet so when I ram home inside of you I can go balls deep without stopping,” I command, my voice guttural and so damn hungry it bleeds through every syllable.

I don’t know how I survived without Macy in my life, but I’m never letting her go.

I watch her, hypnotized by the way she sucks my cock, takes it deep in her mouth, her tongue licking along my shaft, humming as she rocks back and forth, giving it all she has.

God, she’s fucking beautiful.

My fingers tighten, and I know I’m a little too rough as I pull her away. My cock comes out of her mouth with a slick, wet popping noise that makes me ache.

“Braden,” she growls, her fingers tightening into my thighs, her fingernails scoring my skin in her hunger, causing a delicious sting of pain to zing up my spine. “I’m not finished,” she complains, her breath coming out in a puff that electrifies my cock.

Jesus, if I don’t hurry I’m going to come before I even get a chance to be inside of her.

“Get up here, Macy,” I bark. Her eyes dilate at the urgency and need in my voice, something I don’t begin to hide from her. I want her to know what she does to me. She rises quickly, putting her knee on the mattress of the bed. I help maneuver her until she’s straddling me, her knees pushing into the mattress and looking like a fucking goddess. “That’s my girl,” I groan, moving my hand down to let my fingers slide against her pussy.

“That feels good,” she moans as my fingers caress the lips, gliding easily in the thick coat of arousal. I push them into her slit, and a fresh gush of juices showers my fingers, making my dick weep. Jesus, she’s so fucking wet.

“It’s getting ready to feel a fuck of a lot better, sweetheart,” I groan.

She’s got the prettiest pink nipples, the color so delicate that it looks like they’re blushing. I run my fingers over them, the hard, little buttons begging to be touched.

I put my hand on her breast, kneading it and then capturing the swollen nipple in my mouth and sucking it against the roof of my mouth while I tease the other one with my fingers. Macy leans down over me, her fingers combing through my hair as she pulls me into her.

My hard cock slides against the wet lips of her pussy and I snarl, the sound muted because my mouth is full of her tit. I feel the tremor that moves through her, though, and I know she’s as fucking hungry as I am. I break away, pinching her nipples as I look up at the woman I never plan on letting go. Her body jerks and she gasps as I torture her. She sinks down, her ass sitting against me, her hot little snatch pressing against my cock, but not letting me in.

We look at each other, and she’s breathing so harshly that I can watch it move through her body.

I hold her gaze, not speaking, our eyes locked as I take her hand in mine and guide her down between our bodies. She goes back up on her knees, instantly knowing what I want. That doesn’t surprise me; I’m connected to Macy in a way I can’t explain, I just know it’s special... She’s special.

I cup her hand around my dick, which is so swollen it’s throbbing, and the shaft is covered in her sweet honey.

“Take me inside of you, Macy. Help me claim you, sweetheart,” I urge her, wanting her to have control here as much as I do. This is important. This isn’t just sex, this is so much more.

This is a promise, a fucking vow, for the future.