The Crying Game

Ch 14

My first sex scene in the book ;)

Miranda: what are you

Anthony : Let me take them panties off,

I turned to face him and wrapped my arms around his neck. Whenever we kiss something just happens that I can't describe. I tasted the champagne that was still on his tongue while he tugged at my panties until I let them fall to the floor.. Here we go again. The tingles. The heat. I planned to make it paradise. I pushed my hair over my shoulder and walked up close. Our stare spoke a thousand words before we could even blink.

I ended up in his arms, upside down with my legs spread wide, drowning while anthonyy twirled his tongue deep inside. I was coming so hard, calling him everything but his name, tightening my legs around his face. I screamed and I shook until he eased me down on the bed where I trembled at the shocks that seemed to come and go. He wasn't finished.

Anthony : Open them legs baby, pull them back

I found myself inching toward the headboard, slowly allowing my thighs to open.

Annthony : Yeah, just like that, let me look at yo sexy ass. I'm finna wear that shit out."

Sliding his body up between my legs he licked my thighs and I tensed up, starting to inch up even further. Pulling at my legs he returned his lips to my thighs and I just tried to calm my quickening breaths. He flicked his tongue across my clit and made me squirm before breathing on my pussy. I could feel his air covering me before he slipped a finger inside, dipping it in and out slowly. Then he looked me in the eyes and sucked my flavor from his fingertips. He loved my sweet taste. Then he returned to my throbbing spot and the tip of his tongue started working its magic. I came again. When I felt his hard dick on my thigh I knew it was about to go down.

Miranda: Oh my god Anthony I'm feigning for you daddy.

He just smiled. He knew what he was doing to me. I sucked on his neck for a while and stroked his dick with my hand. Then I pushed him down and squatted over him. Using the headboard for leverage, I eased down and started riding him, bouncing up and down while he gripped my hips. I watched him grit his teeth before closing my eyes, going to another place. I let my body rock and flow like the vessel we rode in. STROKE. Anthony was stroking me so deep and I was floating along, gripping the length of him, popping up and down with rhythm. He was close. I could feel him bucking beneath me. We continued to move together but my body wanted more. He was being so sweet but a part of me wanted to just be fucked. Hard.

Anthony : Turn around so I can hit my shit so I can get deep.

He read my mind. Flipping me around he started digging me out from behind while I looked back at him. I loved when he got rough. His hand gripped the back of my neck and we fucked the covers off of the bed. He gave me what he had with no mercy. I tried to pull away, trying to find some air.

pushing me facedown deep into the pillows he smacked my ass hard and spread my cheeks before banging into me again. He growled and I screamed every time our bodies collided. I was so hot. I knew he was going to come but he didn't want me to feel him weaken yet. Instead he pushed deep until his balls slapped against my skin. I cried out louder than usual and he slowed a little, checking to see if I could take him. I pushed back to let him know I wanted him just like that, diving and stroking in my deep end. Once he came I kept milking him, craving every last drop of his pleasure. I rocked into him until I caught my breath, pushed my hair away from my face and looked back at him again. Still connected. Still moving together. He was still throbbing and even though he came he still filled me and I kept tensing around him, coming again.

Miranda: damn baby

Anthony : I told you this was my shit. I had to write my name on it again so you knew that too

Miranda: I love you (kiss)