Page 72 of Catching the Coach
“That’s it Lucy, make yourself feel good,” I encourage. She arches her back as she continues to play with her nipples, letting out little mews of pleasure. Her walls clench around me again and I insert another finger inside her, increasing my pressure. Sealing my lips around her again, she places a hand back into my hair, pulling my face closer. I work her pussy with my fingers and mouth, letting her ride my face. Her moans grow louder and her movement becomes erratic. “Kessler, I, I’m.” I suck her clit hard into my mouth and I feel her walls clench as she comes undone around me.
When she finally comes down from her high, she props herself up on her elbows. “I think it’s your turn,” she says. I get to my feet and she sits the rest of the way up and reaches for my underwear. She tugs them down, and my cock springs free. I step out of my underwear and kick them to the side. Lucy reaches forward and runs her thumb over my tip, spreading the pre-cum that’s leaked out, making me suck in a breath through my teeth. She glides her hand up and down my shaft a few times, making my balls clench. Placing a kiss on my tip, she sucks me into her mouth so hard, I see spots.
“Lucy,” I groan. “You, I, you have to stop,” I tell her, pulling back. Her mouth detaches with a ‘pop’. “If I’m going to come, it’s going to be inside you,” I tell her, my voice strained. Reaching over to the nightstand and I grab one of the condoms laying on top. I roll it on quickly and move back between her legs. Motioning for her to move back on the bed, she complies.
I lay down over her and cup her face, giving her soft kisses. Lucy reaches down between us and grips my cock in her hand, slowly stroking it as I move my tongue in and out of her mouth. I sit up and pull one of her legs up and place it over my shoulder. Keeping eye contact with her, I line myself up with her entrance and slowly ease in. She breathes out a moan. I give her a minute to adjust to me before moving my hips again. “Fuck that feels so good,” she whispers.
I rock into her, making her throw her head back. “Yes,” she groans. I release her leg and move over her, gathering her up in my arms so I can kiss her while I rock into her. Her hands move up my back and over my muscles. I set a lazy pace, enjoying the way she feels wrapped around my body. “Kessler,” she says, voice thick. “I need you to move faster.”
I get an idea and pull back, making her protest when I pull out of her. “What are you doing?” she cries out.
I sit with my back against the headboard and reach my hand out to her. “I want you to take what you need,” I tell her. She moves to me and I guide her onto my lap. She sinks back down onto me and we both let out a groan. She grips my shoulders and starts her pace, riding me. Pulling her mouth to mine, she wraps her hands around my back and I move my hands down to her hips to help her grind into me. She whimpers into my mouth.
I can feel her walls start to clench, another orgasm building inside of her. Releasing her lips, I move my mouth to her breasts and latch my mouth around one of her nipples, licking and sucking. I move a hand to her other nipple, rolling it between my fingers. “Fuck Kessler, I’m almost there,” she whispers, reaching down between us and circling her clit.
I can feel my own orgasm building and take her breast out of my mouth to take her face in both of my hands. “Look at me Lucy,” I command. She blinks and looks at me, her pupils dilated with passion. “I want to watch you as you come around my cock.” I pull her mouth to mine and kiss her hard. Her pace increases as she chases her orgasm. The walls of her pussy have my cock in a death grip and I know she’s there.
Letting go of her lips, I watch as she throws her head back in a moan of pleasure. She rocks her hips again, sending me over the edge with her. “Fuuuck,” I groan, grabbing her hips and pounding her down on to my cock, chasing my own release. She falls forward onto me, tucking her face into my neck. Lucy wraps her arms around my back, gripping on for dear life as we chase the last waves of pleasure.
We both sit there wrapped in each other’s arms, chests heaving, trying to catch our breath. She pulls her face from my neck and kisses me hard. I remove my hands from her hips and caress the back of her head with one, tangling my fingers into her now messy ponytail. I pull back and look into her eyes. “I love you so much, Lucy.” She stares back into my eyes, the fear I usually see in them when I say those words, isn’t there. “I’m going to spend the rest of the night showing you how much you mean to me,” I tell her, pushing her lips to mine for another kiss.
Once I’ve deposited the condom in the trash and brought a washcloth out to clean us up, we lay in bed, Lucy snuggled into my side. She’s tracing slow lazy patterns onto my chest and shoulder. She lets out a sigh and I grab her hand from my chest and give her fingers a kiss. “What’s that sigh for?”
She props her head onto her hand, pulling her hand out of mine, cupping my face. She looks at me, her eyes moving back and forth between mine. “Just thinking,” she says, still looking at me.
I turn on my side, mimicking her position. “Care to share?” I ask, intrigued.
Lucy’s face turns a slight shade of red, like she’s embarrassed, and shakes her head. “No, I just have a lot running through my brain. It’s not important.” She bites her bottom lip, pulling it into her mouth. Looking off to the side.
Gripping her chin, I pull her lip out from between her teeth and turn her face to look at me. “Hey, whatever you’re thinking, it’s important. Tell me, please?” I move my hand down to her hip. I don’t like that she feels like she can’t tell me things. I want her to feel like she can tell me anything, without judgment.
Lucy takes another breath. “I uh, was talking to your mom today, she was telling me about some neighbors of hers having to move. The Peterson’s I think?” she pauses, looking to me for confirmation.
I nod. “Yeah, They live one driveway over from Mom and Dad. They’ve got to be in their late 70’s if not early 80’s.”
“Yeah, well when I heard her say they’re selling, I thought how nice it would be for us to live next to your parents.” She stops and shakes her head. “I can’t even tell you I love you, but here I am moving us in together.”
My heart pounds in my chest at the words coming out of her mouth.
She’s thinking of the future. Our future.
I clear my throat making her eyes shoot to mine. “You don’t have to say anything you’re not ready to say,” I tell her, caressing her cheek.
She sits up moving out of my grasp. She crosses her legs and pulls them to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. “That’s the thing, Kessler. I, I’m.” She huffs and lays her cheek on her knees.
My heart is ready to leap out of my chest. I sit up and pull her into my lap. She wraps herself around my body and we rest our foreheads against each other. “Kessler,” she whispers.
I pull back and look into her eyes. “Yes, baby?”
She looks back and forth between mine, a smile touching her lips. “I love you.”
My lips crash to hers and my heart soars at hearing those words leave her lips. I pull back and look at her. “Say it again.”
She lets out a laugh. “I love you, Kessler Davis.”
I descend back down on her lips and spend the rest of the night showing her how much I love her too.
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