By Jenna Bright
I think I surprised him so much, I had my mouth on his cock before he even thought to pull my pussy down to his tongue. I ran my lips over the length of him, tasting my own juices from where I’d been rubbing against him. He moaned as I took the head of his cock in my mouth, swirling my tongue around him, savouring the feel of him against my lips.
But then he seemed to remember what he’d had planned. Suddenly, his grip on my hips tightened, holding my pussy firm against his mouth. He kissed his way over me, making the muscles in my stomach tighten and tense. God, I was so turned on by everything we were doing, I’d come in seconds, I was sure. But if I was going to lose control, I’d sure as hell make sure he did, too.
His tongue flicked against my clit, before running down the whole of my pussy, and I moaned around his cock. He licked into me a few times, each time making me moan harder, louder. Someone would hear us at this rate, even above the racket the seagulls were making.
I didn’t care. Wrapping a hand around his cock, I redoubled my efforts, sinking my mouth over him again and again. But Ry had the same idea. I felt him push himself up to rest on one elbow. Then suddenly his tongue was back on my clit, lapping at it as he pushed first one finger, then two inside me, filling me and making me clench around them. God, I was so close…
Without warning, Ry added another finger and, at the exact same time, sucked hard on my clit. I cried out, my whole body shaking with the strength of my orgasm as I tightened around his hand. Bracing myself against his thighs, I looked back and saw him smiling smugly at me.
Time to get my own back.
Turning to face him again, I motioned towards the condom packet. “Hand me that.”
The heat in his eyes flared again, visible even in the pale moonlight, and the edge of the lamp light from the caravan park, just over the dunes. I took the packet from him, ripped it open, and rolled the condom down over him, my eyes never leaving his. He wanted this, so badly, I could see it.
But I was going to make him wait just a little longer. Until he asked me nicely.
Teasing, I brushed my pussy against the head of his cock, forward and back, never taking more than the tip inside me. Beneath me, Ryan groaned. “You’re killing me here.”
I smirked. “Poor baby. Now, what do we say when we want something?”
He grabbed my hips again, but made no effort to pull me onto him. Staring straight into my eyes, he said, “Please, please ride me ‘til I come, you incredibly sexy woman.”
“That’ll do it,” I said, sinking onto him. I tried to go slowly, but I was so wet, so desperate to feel him filling me, that I took him into me in one swift movement. Biting my lip, I gave myself a moment to just enjoy the size of him, and then I started to move.
His hands on my hips, Ry helped me keep the rhythm, thrusting up into me as I rocked against him. His fingers dug into my skin, and the idea that I’d have marks tomorrow, something tangible to remember this incredible night by, made me shiver.
Glancing down at him, I saw that Ry’s face was tight, drawn, and I knew he had to be close. Picking up speed, my clit rubbing against him with every movement, I felt the pressure building inside me again. Just a little further…
Ry said later that my scream rivaled the seagulls. All I knew was that my body felt like it was exploding, like every nerve ending was being touched at once. As I fell on top of him, Ry muffled his own cry against my shoulder, holding my body too tight against him.
It was long, long moments before either of us were able to move again. Eventually, I rolled to the side, my head still resting on Ry’s shoulder, watching his chest rise and fall as he slowly got his breath back.
“We should go back,” he said, after a while.
I didn’t want to move. Every inch of me ached, and his shoulder was so comfortable. “Do we have to?”
“No,” Ry said, smiling at me. “But I reckon if we get back soon, Mac and Sal will be just getting into round two. Seems to me, you might be the kind of girl who likes to watch.”
It wasn’t something I’d considered before. Much like sleeping with my boyfriend’s best friend. But now I came to think about it…
“Pass me my shorts, then.”