Feminine VOLUPTUOUS [Erotic Romance]

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

No words.

As if on instinct, we both move towards each other. My hands find her thick hips yanking her body to me as her arms cuddle around my neck. I kiss her forehead, breathing her in.

"I missed you." She whispers.

I palm her ass feeling if she's real. Her scent drives me to lift her into my arms. She struggles with her tight-fitting skirt to lift her legs. I can't even think beyond this need.

Our lips are crazy in emotion as she slides back down. My fingers rush to lift her hem. Even as the door slams, I'm already under pulling at her panties. My face deepened into her taste that I craved.

She's fighting at the tight material. Pulling at the zipper behind her, threading it from her shoulders to her arms, and pushing it down her wide hips. It's a long second before I detach, ripping it down, and reattach back to my place.

The dress thrown.

She spreads her thighs as she gazes into my lustful eyes. Unhooking her bra quickly as her large breasts bounced out of its tight hold. My shoulder angles between her thick, luscious thighs to pull her leg over to deepen to my devouring jaw.

"Ohhh...fuck...I REALLY missed you!" She moans out fisting my dirty blonde hair.

I nod furiously, mumbling unintentional words. Sucking and licking to her light flicks of cream. Savagely mouthing for more.

My fingers lift, finding her core, as I penetrate it to thrust into her wet walls. She cries out bucking loudly. How I missed that fucking wild sound! The pitch of her pleasure!

I need her to scream!

I need her to give me her cream!

I need her to stay!

She's clenching my fingers so tight, I vibrate a growl, pushing her over the edge. Her convulsing walls match the seizure induced friction gushing forward into my face. She shatters into eye rolling aftershocks.

I watch her in her pleasure, cumming apart, and centered by her body opened to only me. Kissed into my lips as she trembled.

She slowly slides down as I lick at all her naked flesh. Until she's pushing me down, ripping at my slacks. My zippers already spread, and her lips full. I groan to her thrusting throat. Sucking me in and spitting me out to lick at my dripping head. Her palm jacking me in time till she gags me down.

I fist her black hair holding on.

She's ripping the material down to my legs. I'm fighting my ankles to be released, but I give up, because I dont give fuck! Her moaning around my dick makes my toes curl. She pumps me twisting her hand. My dick swallowed inch by inch into her hot mouth. Deepened to get it to the hilt to thrust me with domination.

I can't take it anymore!

I'm going to lose it, before I feel her warmth!

She sees my struggle as she smirks around my dick. Her blue eyes wide, mascara leaking into tears, and mouth parted around my cock.

She's so fucking beautiful!

"Kitty!" I groan.

She lifts rushing to straddle me. Her warmth is exactly where I always need her. Her core wet at my tip engorged slowly into her slit. My view is completely stolen by every inch she accepts into her sweet body. Gripping around my thick girth as she tightens to my hilt.

We both moan out loud.

My hands find her thickened hips, so full to my palms, as she cups my fingers. Her pelvis waved to our pleasure loudly and freely. Even as she angles onto her knees so I can shift to a thrust. We stop for her to sway to a bucking rhythm. Her pleasure weeps like her moistness that keeps the pace. When I feel her tighten, I spread my thighs, giving her the space to rock me to watch.

She lifts her head in ecstacy. Her eyes tightly closed. Her mouth whispered of heavy, deep breaths, then the loud moan that escaped from her bent lips. Her convulsions paralyzed my dick, throbbing into her tunnel. I lifted my hands taking OUR palms to her breasts. Her flesh bigger than the cups of our hands. I grip them till I tweak her nipples with my thumbs. Letting the new sensation crash her into new pieces.

The guttural sound vibrates out from my chest as her core flexes. My mumbled groans growl from her latched grip. I can't contain my need, so I lift my hand knuckeling her throat, as she hunches forward. Shes barely able to control her movements. Her black hair that covers her face. Mangled by her heavy breathing that makes the wisps levitate.

I take over!