Page 104 of Smokey's Distraction
“I want to feel you inside of me.”
Nipping the swells of her breasts, he said, “I’ll give it to you real good.”
“I’m on the pill.”
Smokey paused. “You want to do it raw?”
“Yes,” she said, running her fingers through his hair. “Are you clean?”
“Yeah. I always wear a rubber, and I got tested not too long ago during a physical.”
“I just want to feelyouand nothing else.”
“Same here.” If she were any other woman telling him she was on the pill, he wouldn’t believe her. Too many of his friends had been burned by chicks saying just that and lying about it, but he trusted Ashley implicitly, andthatblew his fucking mind.
Biting down hard on her nipple, she cried out.
“Get on all fours,” he demanded.
Breaking away, she did as she was told. “I’ve never done it this way.”
Coming up behind her, he took in the way her tits hung down, and how perfect her ass was. Leaning over, he grabbed her breasts and kneaded them. Pulling down on her nipples, he relished in her guttural moans each time he pinched the marbled buds.
“Are you wet?” He cupped her pussy. “Yeah … you’re fuckin’ drenched.”
Holding his erection, he slipped the head of his cock through her engorged folds, inhaling sharply as her juices coated him.
“I like that,” he growled. “Do you like it?”
“Yes.”
Bending over, he grabbed one of her tits while sliding his dick between her soaking folds. Not wanting to explode before he entered her, he sat up and gripped her hips as he pulled back, then slowly pushed inside, watching her skin stretch and expand around him.
“So fuckin’ tight,” he murmured, her breathy moans driving him on. Once fully inside her warmth, he pumped his hips with force, watching her ass jiggle with every thrust.
Pushing back to meet him, she groaned, “That feels so damn good.”
Raising his hand, he smacked her butt and pushed forward, forcing her down into the mattress while pounding her harder. Their grunts and moans mingled with the slaps of his thighs hitting against her soft flesh. Slipping his hand under her, he pinched her clit.
“Shit,” she panted, gripping the sheets in her fists.
Fire roared through his veins as her pussy started to pulse around him.
Through her ragged breathing, she forced out, “I’m so close,” bucking against him.
When the base of his spine tightened, he clenched his teeth, gripping her harder, feeling sure that her delicate skin would bear his mark. Tilting her hips up, he adjusted for the right angle and pummeled even deeper into her.
“Is it hard enough for you?” he ground out, smacking her ass again.
Arching higher, she cried out, “Smokey … Yes. Fuck.”
Grabbing a fistful of hair, he yanked her head back, wanting to look at her as
the pressure in his balls intensified. He took in her disheveled hair, flaring nostrils, and glistening skin. With his gaze locked on hers, his body tensed while jets of his hot seed spilled into her.
“Fuck, Ashley—fuck!”
“Holy shit!”
