Page 83 of Juliet's Echo

He was just right.

And I leaked everywhere.

“Mm, Psalm, baby,” I moaned.

“Open your eyes and look at me while you take this dick, Lucky. Be a good girl and let me see them beautiful eyes.”

Doing as I was told, well sort of, kind of, I opened my eyes slowly and did my best to keep them open.

“Yeah, that's it, baby. You mine, Lucky?”

“Fuck,” I called out.

“No, mama, that's not what I asked you. Are you mine?”

He asked again, speeding up his strokes.

“Ye-ye-yesss,” I managed to squeal out.

Needing to hold on to something, I placed my hand on his shaft and began stroking him to the rhythm he fucked my pussy with.

The noise of our skin slapping made me look down and see the beautiful mess I was making. My nectar coated between my legs, his dick, and all over his stomach.

“Yeah, you see that shit? Damn Lucky. That's for me, baby?”

“Mm hm, yes, Psalm. Only for you.”

He leaned in closer, allowing me to rest one leg between the crook of his arm and the other on his shoulder.

“That's right, Lucky. Keep it open for me, baby. Make me proud and take this dick.”

“Oh my, fuck, Psalm, wait.”

Allowing him deeper access was a choice I wasn't sure I could handle the consequences of. I felt him in my stomach, and the pain mixed with the pleasure made me want to explode.

“Psalm, I'm about to—”

Before I could finish, he slid out of me and swooped me up bridal style, laying me on my bed.

“Nah, not yet. I need to make sure you never want to be away from me again.”

Me on my back, him on his side, he reentered me, exploring new territories and making his mark.

My breasts bounced uncontrollably as I rested on my forearms, taking every plunge this beautiful man was delivering. My eyes closed in pure ecstasy; there was no way he expected me to consume all this dick and keep my eyes open. I whined repeatedly, and my body began to tremble.

I knew he could feel my impending orgasm because his strokes went from deep and angry to long and determined.

He cuffed my thigh between his arm for leverage and continued, up and down, in and out.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head.

“Psalm!” I called out.

“I know, baby, me too. But you first. Let me have it.”

I turned my head to the side and cried soft whines of pleasure as heat rose through my body and my mind traveled through galactic planets of euphoria.

“Aww, fuck!” I screamed once I mentally landed on a planet now known asThe Psalmist.