The Belle and the Beard by Kate Canterbary

Author:Kate Canterbary [Canterbary, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vesper Press
Published: 2021-04-22T23:00:00+00:00

15

Linden

For the second day in a row, I woke up with Jasper's ass tucked into my lap and my cock loving the sweet cradle of her cheeks. I could get used to this. I could get used to it real fast.

I shouldn't, of course. There were a ton of reasons why I shouldn't, though none of them came to mind when she reached back and took my shaft in hand. It was a sleepy kind of stroke, nothing hard or aggressive, just a slow skate up and down as I rubbed a thumb around her nipple.

If there was a reason this was wrong, I didn't want to concern myself with it. Not for a damn minute. Not when her whisper of a touch had sweat beading on my forehead and my hips jolting with that instinctual kick.

"Come here." A rough pluck to her nipple punctuated the order.

"Have we dispensed with pleasantries such as good morning and hello in favor of come here when it suits?"

My hand flat on the small of her back, I pulled until she flipped over, pushed until she straddled me. "Good morning," I said with a swift buck of my hips.

"Nice to see you again." She stretched her arms high over her head which did the best things to her tits. The very best things.

As I admired the full flare of her curves, I rolled a condom down. Held myself by the base, an offering to my sweet, sleepy goddess. She was allowed to be tired. I'd reached for her at all hours of the night and most of the day yesterday. She was well used.

She shifted her hands to the headboard as she settled herself over me. We didn't have to say a word. We knew this now, we knew each other, and there was no need to discuss every move. We knew this.

When she sank down, I was reminded I fit inside her like I belonged there, and not in the old sense that a cock belonged in a cunt. I had it on good authority that a cock belonged in any number of willing places and this one wasn't simply willing, it had been made for me. It was mine.

Jasper moved over me with a steady pace, one designed especially for Sunday mornings. Every slide and stroke had me gripping her hips harder, holding her down longer. This was all I needed, this was it.

She leaned down, dragged her breasts over my chest, up to my jaw. She liked the way my beard chafed her skin and I liked the way her tits swung in my face as she fucked me. Even better when I managed to catch one of those nipples between my teeth.

"I'm"—she started, the word stretched out over a sigh—"I'm there. I'm right there."

It just didn't get any better than this. There was no way. "Yeah, you are, baby." I held her hips down as her muscles pulsed around me. Every orgasm of hers—every fucking one—felt like she was milking my soul right out of me.

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