“Fuck,” I hiss when she sucks and twirls her tongue around the head of my cock. Her fist going faster and faster, I can feel my balls getting tight. “I’m going to—” I don’t even finish because she takes me into her mouth again, sucking me into the back of her throat.
“Good.” She smirks, taking the head into her mouth, her fist never stopping. “Means I’m doing it right.”
I can’t even answer her because I’m coming in her mouth, and the only thing I can say is her name.
“Addison.” She swallows every single last drop, smiling when my cock falls out of her mouth.
“Yes,” she says, getting up on her knees almost as if she’s standing proud, and she should be.
“That was—” I start to say but my head is slower than my hands because I’m already flipping her onto her back. “My turn,” I say as she sits in the middle of the bed, her arms back on the mattress, legs propped up and spread.
“Now, I definitely remember you doing this,” she confirms, her voice quivering when I kiss her inner left thigh.
“Are you sure you really remember?” I ask her, right before I lick through her slit, all the way up
to her clit. “I know I remember this for sure.” I suck her clit into my mouth, and she tries to squeeze my head, making me laugh. “Do you remember this?” I ask her as I slide two fingers into her as I nip at her clit. This time her head goes back, her hips lift off the bed. “Someone wants more?” I tease her as I eat her pussy with everything I’ve got. I lick, suck, and bite all the while finger-fucking her. The sound of her moaning fills the room and I know she’s about to come because I can feel my fingers being squeezed tighter and tighter. “Want to come on my finger”—I flick her clit—“or my tongue?”
“Both,” she says, and I smirk at her.
“Rub your clit, then,” I instruct her. She moves one of her hands to replace my tongue as I slide my tongue into her, with my fingers making her even wetter. “You taste like heaven,” I say, and she thrusts her hips up, getting my fingers in all the way to my knuckles.
“Stefano,” she breathes my name, her hand leaving her clit as she runs it through my hair.
“Remember that time—” she says but stops when I rub her G-spot.
“What time, baby?” I tease her, my fingers slowing down.
“The time in the bathroom.” I listen to her and I know exactly what she’s talking about. It was a memory I used over and over during the years. “When I was coming and then you rammed your cock into me.”
“Yes,” I tell her, my fingers picking up speed.
“I want that, please,” she begs me, and I swear I would give her whatever she wants. “Fuck me like that again.”
“Okay,” I agree, “but after, I get to fuck you how I want.”
“Deal.” She moves her hand to her clit, moving it side to side ferociously, my fingers picking up the speed. “I’m almost there.”
“I know,” I say, my tongue sliding in there with my finger and I feel the spasm around my finger and my tongue.
“Stefano,” she cries as she spasms once, twice, and then I pull my fingers out of her and quickly ram my cock into her. I slide it into the tightness and I have to stop as soon as I’m balls deep. Both of our moans fill the room. “Fuck me,” she groans, falling to her back, her legs wrapping around my waist. “I remember you fucking me harder.”
I get up on my knees, her legs dropping to the sides. I pick one up and place it over my shoulder as I hammer away into her. My hips thrust into her as my thumb works her clit, her pussy squeezing me so hard as she comes or continues coming from before. I press her ankle that is next to my lips in a kiss as I slow down the pace of my fucking, but my thumb works her clit, faster and faster. Right when I know she’s going to come again, my hands move to the sides of her as I thrust into her harder and harder. My balls slap her ass, her hands holding my forearms as I take her over the cliff again. She soaks me as she spasms over my cock again and again. I slow down my speed until she’s done. “One more?” I ask her, or maybe I’m telling. This time I fall onto her a bit but then move her legs over my forearms, opening her up even wider.
“Yes,” she pants out as I move my cock all the way out and then slam back into her.
“So fucking tight,” I say, looking into her eyes. “Watch my cock,” I tell her, and her eyes go to between her legs. “Watch your pussy take my cock.” I push all of me into her, then pull out again, so slow we both groan. “Your pussy was made for me,” I say, slamming into her, “my cock was made for you.”