Page 70 of Taking the Pitch
Mesmerized, if not slightly intimidated, Amelia takes my cock in her grip, pumping it a few times. Pre-cum leaks out of the top and instead of spreading it around with her thumb, she leans forward and licks the tip. “Mmmm, salty.”
Sucking a breath through my teeth, it takes everything I have not to thrust my hips forward when she wraps her swollen lips around the tip and sucks. Pulsing her hand around my base, she sets a rhythm with her mouth and hand, taking me deeper each time.
“Damn, Mills,” I whisper, voice strained. I’m barely keeping it together. Her mouth is like heaven, and I start recitingbaseball stats in my head to keep from blowing my load early and embarrassing myself.
I can feel a tingle start in my balls and I pull back. Amelia’s mouth coming off my dick with a pop. She looks up at me with watery eyes. “Why did you pull away? Did I hurt you?”
“No, baby. That felt so fucking good, I didn’t want you to stop, but if you didn’t, I was going to come embarrassingly quick. Besides, I want to come with your pussy pulsing around my cock.”
Leaning over her, I cup her head with both my hands and get lost in her kiss. She skims her nails up the backs of my thighs, over my ass and up my back, sending shivers through my whole body. With a growl, I pick her up and toss her back onto the bed, crawling up after her.
“I wish you could see how beautiful you are with your hair mussed and lips swollen from my kisses,” I murmur, peppering kisses along her jaw and down her neck, moving further south to worship her perfect breasts. “And these tits. God Amelia, it’s like they were made to fit perfectly in my hands.” She arches her back, thrusting them further into my palm. “Mmm, you like it when I play with your tits, pretty girl?”
“Y-yes,” she moans as I tweak her nipple.
“Mmm, that’s my good girl. Give me all your sounds. I want to hear you.” I roll her nipple in between my thumb and finger, taking the other one in my mouth and giving it a suck before flicking it back and forth with my tongue, making her cry out with pleasure.
I switch breasts, repeating the pattern, making Amelia squeeze her thighs together. “Touch yourself, Mills. Show me how wet you are.”
She opens her legs and moves one hand down to her pussy, circling her clit with one finger. I can feel her stomach clench before a long moan leaves her lips.
“Does that feel good, baby? Do you need more?”
“Yes,” she whimpers as she dips her fingers into her pussy. I can hear how wet she is and when she looks up at me with her pupils blown with pleasure, I lose it.
The need to be inside of her becomes too much and I move over her body, bracing my arms on each side of her head. She retracts her hand, and I position myself at her entrance. “Condom?” I ask in between kisses. “All of mine are upstairs.”
She shakes her head. “No, I haven’t been with anyone for over a year.”
Over a year? I pause and pull back slightly, looking down at her. I mean, I’ve been in a dry spell, but over a year? “I can run upstairs really quick,” I offer, moving to get off the bed. But before I can move, she places her hand on my arm, stopping me.
“I’m on birth control. I’ve been on it for years. And I’ve never been with anyone without a condom,” she tells me. My heart thuds in my chest at her words. “I was also screened at my last exam and I’m clean.”
Fuck, this woman is going to ruin me, and I’m crazy enough to let her.
“I’m clean too,” I reassure her. “If you’re sure this is what you want?”
She nods and I groan, taking her lips in mine, fucking her mouth with my tongue like I want to do to her pussy. “I want you so bad it hurts, Mills.”
“Then take me, take all of me.” Wrapping her legs around me, she pulls me in until my tip is at her entrance.
“You’re absolutely sure you want this?” I ask again. I want to make sure she doesn’t regret this, like she did when we kissed in the elevator on Halloween. Because once I have her, I’m never going to get enough of her.
She lets out a frustrated huff and squeezes her legs, pulling me tighter against her, the tip of my cock nudging her pussy. “Iwant to feel you, Judd. All of you, with nothing between us. Fuck me, please.”
“Well, since you asked so nicely.” Moving my hips slightly, I slide in an inch, making us both hiss. “You’re so tight.”
“Jesus, you’re so big.”
I chuckle. “Can’t hear that enough.”
I thrust forward another inch, her walls clamping down on me like a vise. “You have to relax, baby,” I whisper.
“I can’t,” she whines, scrunching her eyes shut. “You’re too big. I, it’s not going to fit.”
“Trust me, Amelia. It’s going to fit,” I reassure her. “Take a deep breath, relax your muscles.”
She does as I say and I feel her muscles relax slightly. “Good girl, baby. You’re doing so good,” I tell her, inching forward again. Her body tenses slightly at the intrusion, but she closes her eyes and breathes through it.
