Latte Darling: Chapter 22
These fucking tits. They’re everything I’d imagined.
Hanging down like this, the weight of them fills my big palms perfectly.
I want to suck on them. Pull the nipples into my mouth. Make her come, squirming around on my lap, rubbing her clit on my thigh.
But I want to fuck her more.
My fingers knead her flesh, her pebbled buds pressing into my palms.
“There are so many things I want to do to you,” I tell her, changing my grip to pull on her nipples.
“Like what?” Maddie’s breathing is erratic, and I can feel her back arching, pushing her ass back against me.
“Everything, Maddie. I want to do every-fucking-thing to this sweet little body of yours.” I roll my fingers around her peaks, and she moans. “But we’re going to start with you on your back, so I can watch these tits bounce as I fuck you.” Releasing my grip, I straighten and give her a soft slap on the ass. “On the bed.”
Scrambling, Maddie crawls to the center of the bed and I get my first real glimpse of her pussy. Then she rolls to her back and lets her legs fall open. Shining wet pinkness greeting me in all its glory.
I want to fall face first into her.
“Next time,” I hear myself say as I climb onto the bed and position myself over her.
“What?” she asks, her eyes looking at everything, her hands running up my chest.
“I’m gonna eat your pussy next time.”
“Okay,” she nods, licking her lips.
I grip my cock and rub it up and down her slit.
We both moan and I do it again.
“Fuck, Maddie.” I press the tip of my dick against her clit. “I can already tell this pussy is gonna have me addicted.”
Her heels dig into the back of my thighs.
She’s so hot for it. So fucking wet for it.
“You ready?” I ask her, seeing the evidence of her readiness glistening on my dick.
Maddie starts to nod then stops, “C-condoms?” she says it like a question, her eyes glued to my cock.
“Shit.” I look over to my discarded pants.
I put a condom in my wallet before I left the house tonight, just in case this very situation occurred, but I already forgot.
Maddie glances up to see where I’m looking, then her cheeks turn a bright red.
She points to the nightstand closest to us. “I have some in there.” My jaw starts to clench, but she continues. “I bought them this week.”
Still gripping my cock, I press my tip against her entrance. “Did you buy them for me?”
She gives me a frantic nod and a perverted sense of pride fills my chest.
My hips twitch, wanting to sink into her body, but I pull back and reach over to the nightstand drawer. I blindly reach in until my fingers close around a small box.
Sitting back on my heels, I tear the box open and pull out a string of squares. The multicolored foils have me slowing. And when I remove one from the row, I turn it so the label is facing me.
“Pineapple?”
Her hands slap over her eyes and I feel her thighs tighten, like she’s trying to close her legs. Except I’m between them, and I’m not going anywhere.
“I’ll explain later,” Maddie squeaks out.
“You do that.” I rip the packet open, and she parts the fingers over her eyes at the noise. “But Baby, I’ll wear any flavor you want, so long as you let me inside that pretty pussy.”
Her thighs loosen, her knees dropping open the same time her hands drop to her sides.
I keep my eyes on her face as I roll the condom down my length.
Maddie’s mouth opens as she starts to breathe heavily.
“You want this dick?” I ask her, running my covered tip up and down her opening.
She makes a mumbled sound of agreement.
“You think you can fit it?”
“I think so,” Maddie whispers.
“You think so.” I take a deep breath, “Maddie, are you a virgin?”
Her eyes widen as they fly up to meet mine.
“Answer me, Baby.”
She shakes her head.
“You sure?”
I watch her throat work on a swallow. “I- I’ve done this once.”
“Once?” I groan.
Fucking hell.
“Just once?”
She nods.
“Jesus.”
I notch the head of my cock into her entrance. Her pussy lips spreading snugly around my thickness.
“Tell me you want it. Tell me you want to know what a real fucking feels like.” I lean forward, one hand on the mattress next to her head. The other pressed down on her belly, keeping her from surging up or rocking against me like she did last time. “Tell me you want me to fill this hot little cunt.”
“I want you.” Her fingers curl into the blanket beneath her.
“How bad?” I hunch my back until I can lick across one of her nipples.
“Bad!” she cries.
I lower my body further, keeping my hips still, until our chests touch and our lips are only an inch apart.
We lock eyes.
“Beg me for it,” I demand.
“Please.”
“You can do better than that.” I slide in half an inch more and she moans, her eyelids fluttering. “Beg me for it, Baby Doll.”
“Please, I want it!” Her hands reach for me. “Please, Daddy!”
Fire blazes up my spine, and I thrust into her. My fat dick shoving into her pussy until I’m as deep as I can go.
Her whiney little cries go straight to my balls, and it makes me aware of the tightness around me.
Maddie’s small hands claw at my shoulders, and I’m worried that I’m hurting her.
“Baby, I’m sorry-” I should’ve gone slower. Prepped her more.
I start to pull away, taking in the shocked expression on her face, but then I feel her nails dig into my skin, stopping me.
“More,” she chokes out the word. “Give me more.”
Her words slice through my hesitation, and I crash my lips into hers.
It’s our first kiss since I left this bed one week ago, and she melts beneath me.
Our mouths move together like we’ve done this a million times. Like we do this every day.
I lift my hips, dragging my cock out of her tight warmth, then slam back down.
At the movement, Maddie opens her mouth, letting me plunge my tongue inside.
And when her lips close around my tongue, and she sucks on me, primal need takes over. And I let my lust have control.