Key West Lacey Alexander (sad books to read .txt) 📖

more intimate with her most private area, something she hadn’t thought possible. Heat and tension gathered thick between her thighs—she felt herself dripping from her center. Each time he raised his gaze to hers, she saw that stark intimacy in his eyes, too. It was almost too much to survive—too much desire to bear. She had to take a deep breath, work to steady her breathing, lest she begin to tremble.

Finally, he splashed a little water up to wash away the remains of shaving cream—and even that set off tiny fireworks inside her. Glancing down, she saw he’d left the hair above her pussy untouched, only shaving it to a little point that met the top of her slit.

Then he checked his work, running his fingers over her newly silken skin below. “Mmm, you’re so slick and smooth for me now, angel.” His fingers, gliding over her soft, bare flesh, sent still more darts of pleasure through the depths of her cunt.

“Ease down on your knees in the tub for me, babe,” he instructed.

She immersed her pussy just slightly in the water before raising back up to kneel before him. She caught a glimpse of his enormous cock standing at full attention, jutting up through the bubbles. The sight stirred her so deeply, she said, “I have to suck you,” and immediately bent to take him in her mouth. She’d had those fake cocks filling her pussy—she needed desperately to take his real one into her, in some way.

God, it felt amazing to be able to give him a blowjob in the tub without even being close to dipping her face in the water. She wanted so much to please him—she worked her hungry mouth up and down, taking as much of his shaft as she could, loving the way it filled her mouth, stretching it in the same way he was attempting to stretch her pussy. Like her cunt, her mouth had never had such a big cock, either, and his size easily magnified her pleasure.

When she released him, he looked weak with passion but determined, and she realized he held the big ten-inch dildo in his hand. Submerging it in the bubbles and water, he brought it up between her thighs and thrust it into her pussy.

She let out a cry of sheer shock—and a nanosecond of pain—before realizing it was inside her. “Oh God,” she whimpered, “oh God. So big.”

“Good big?” he asked, sounding as frantic with desire as she felt.

She nodded emphatically, then sank down on it.

“Oh, baby, watching that felt almost as good as if it were my cock.”

Gritting her teeth, she moved up and down on the incredibly large toy, thrilled and amazed and so full, so utterly full. “Make it your cock,” she said, teeth still clenched in a pleasure so deep and dirty it was almost agonizing. “Ram it into me. Make me take it.”

He drew back slightly, his expression flaring with heat and surprise.

Without a word, he pulled the toy out of her, abandoning it somewhere in the tub, and moved up under her, sliding his legs between hers. Grabbing her hips, he positioned her opening just over the tip of his massive cock, then pulled her down as he drove up into her with a hard groan.

The forceful plunge literally took her breath away, leaving her to gasp as her head fell back. “Oh God, oh God, oh God,” she whimpered.

His lips trembled when she looked down on him. “Does it hurt?”

Her own mouth quivered, as well, when she answered. “A little. But you’re in me now. And it’s so good. So good. And you’re so big.” She let her eyes fall shut, overwhelmed with the sensation, gripping his broad shoulders tight as she forced her eyes back open, the utter sensuality of their connection taking hold inside her to wash away the pain. “My God, you’re enormous,” she said on a moan. “And I love your big cock. I love it in me. I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me now.”

His eyes drifted shut, too, and she understood he was having as deep an experience as she was. “So good inside you, angel,” he whispered, opening his eyes to gaze at her. “So tight. I’ve never felt anything better wrapped around my cock.”

Easing his hands up to roam her back and caress her breasts, he let them glide back to her hips as he began to slowly pump up into her. With each warm drive, she felt him everywhere—she felt his thrusts in her fingertips, in her toes, and everyplace in between. Each molecule of her body was filled with him, not just her pussy.

Slowly, tentatively, she began to meet his solid thrusts, until they grew firmer, somehow even more filling, although that seemed impossible.

His hands rose back to her breasts, covering them with soapy bubbles as he squeezed and molded, pinching her nipples between his fingertips.

She rode him harder. She could scarcely believe she could ride him harder without killing herself, but her body urged her to fuck him hard and fast. She cried out with each pump of his cock, amazed that any sexual experience could be this overwhelming, fulfilling. She’d always enjoyed sex before, but this—Chris’s hard, beautiful cock—took her to a new plane.

As she rode him, her clit rubbed against him, driving her toward orgasm. Her thighs filled with the sweet ache of rising sensation, coming pleasure. Her breasts ached, too, needing still more of him. Reaching up to swipe the soap away, she commanded him, “Suck them.”

He complied with a deep growl that seemed to echo through her as he closed his mouth over her nipple with hard enthusiasm.

“Oh God, yes,” she murmured as the sensation filled her chest, her cunt, and that tremendous cock of his continued pounding up into her, making her entire body feel his strokes. “Mmm, yes, yes.”

He released her breast only to breathe, “Come for me, angel,” and as he closed his lips around her nipple, drawing