Jaheim
I thought watching Harmony cum in her car was erotic, but this, this is so much more.
She closes her eyes as her body racks over and over, her thighs clenching and squeezing my hand as she grinds her pussy against it, all while gasping and moaning uncontrollably as the baoding ball chimes loudly in her tightly clenched fist.
Jesus...
I keep my touch firmly in place, not moving a millimetre, so she stays at the peak until I decide she's had enough. Prolonging women’s climaxes is an art I’ve practiced for years, and gone are the days that Harmony’s will be over in a matter of seconds now she’s with me.
Her natural scent is so heightened, too, and I breathe it in with the scent of her arousal like it’s a damned drug. My dick couldn't get any harder than it is right now, but as much as I wish I could bury myself inside her and make her scream my name, I can't.
Cuz with the way I'm feeling now, there’s no doubt I’d kill her.
I need time to learn restraint around her. My need for her is so strong that I wouldn't be able to control – not only myself – but the force of my thrusts. She brings out the side of me I've been trying to suppress for years, with merely a kiss, and when I think about how quickly I lost it in that hotel room, I’m unsure if I'll ever be ready.
She whispers a please and then her safe word, so I immediately pull my hand from between her thighs, feeling the flood of her essence coating my fingers. That word is equally as important for me as it is for her, and until she's like me, our relationship will be based on trust more than anything else, so I need her to know how much power that word holds when it comes to me touching her.
She closes her eyes as her body relaxes, but I push my slickened fingers into her mouth and then lean down to kiss her beautifully swollen lips. She moans and I groan, pressing my length against her hip to dull the desperate need I feel to fuck her in all possible ways. She tastes so fucking good, but her ability to unman me is unnerving.
The baoding ball hits the wood floor and then her hand is in my hair while the other curls around my neck to pull me closer. I slip my fingers from her mouth and then deepen the kiss, but I soon force myself to release her before I lose control.
She looks longingly up at me; a beautiful mess. Her ponytail's loosened, her body’s flushed and glistening with beads of sweat, and her tights are hanging torn around her ankles. But she's so slim it hurts. Her ribs are more pronounced than they should be, and her hip bones are visible when they never were before.
I need to make sure she stays this happy so she keeps eating. I've already decided I'll be staying in Montréal for the foreseeable. I can't leave her. Besides, just the thought of being away from her causes my chest to ache in distress.
I return my eyes to her face when I feel her burning gaze on me. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
I trail my finger over her navel. “Like what?”
“Like you feel sorry for me?”
I sigh. “I don't feel sorry for you. I feel sorry for what I’ve done to you.”
“Well, don't. Shit, I already told you I'll gain it back.”
My dick throbs painfully. Damn this girl is fiery, and it’s something new. “I know you will.
She raises an eyebrow. “Oh, yeah?”
I slap her pussy, making her jump. “Yeah, cuz I'm gonna feed you until those curves come back.”
She rolls her eyes and then gets up from beside me. She kicks off her tights and reties her ponytail before giving me a look. “I like donuts. Powdered ones.”
I smile up at her. “Powdered donuts for the Princess. Got it. What else does she like?”
“Dick, and more specifically, yours.”
I sit up to rest my feet on the floor. “Harmony...”
She rolls her eyes again. “I know you're not gonna fuck me with it. Not yet, anyway.” She smirks. “I'm allowed to suck it, though, right?”
I stare at her, trying to figure out how someone can ask a question so innocently while looking like the embodiment of filth at the same damn time.
“I'll take that as a yes.” She grabs my hand to pull me up. “Can I undress you?”
Shit… “You can try.”
She nods in understanding. “I'll be quick.”
I pull off my shirt for her while she reaches for my belt. “How tall are you?”
Her eyes flicker to mine. “Five eight. You?”
“Six one.”
“Yeah...”
I lose her while she pulls my belt free from their loops, and then I listen to her heart rate escalating while she pulls down my boxers and jeans so I can step out of them.
She stands back up straight, eyes on my goods the whole time. “Lawd... I still can't believe that’s all yours, and mine.” She pushes me back with a hand on my chest until my legs hit the sofa and I fall back down onto it, then she gets to her knees and looks up at me. “I know you’re into some shit...” She lowers her eyes back down to my dick and runs her hands up my thighs. “…so… you got any special requests?”
A groan catches in my throat. “No.” I lean forward a little to trap my hands behind my back. I don’t know if this is a good idea; I don't know if I trust myself with her.
“That bad, huh?”
I shuffle down the couch a little. “We'll soon find out.”
She curls her hand around the base of me and I immediately tense. “There ain't gonna be anything bad about this.” She leans forward to lick the precum off the end of my dick and then sighs. “You taste as good as you smell. And that's good as fuck—just so you know.”
I turn my attention to the ceiling, both dreading and anticipating how good her oral skills are gonna be. I know how much she likes to fuck, so—
“Fuck!” I look down when she makes a gagging sound as she releases me from her throat.
She startles at my reaction. “Sorry, I just had to check I could fit it in there.” She runs her tongue over the underside while pinning me with her reddish orbs. “You’re big as hell, but not too big to ruin.”
She can't be real. There is no way in hell she can really exist, or that she belongs to me. I swear she's got me feeling like I'm gonna wake up any minute, cuz this shit is way too good to be true.
Out of all the women I've been with, I have never ever met anyone like her.
She sweeps her ponytail over her shoulder and then I watch a quarter of my dick disappear between her lips; the lips as soon as I saw, knew were made for this shit. They're full and naturally pouted, and the thought of seeing them all swollen afterwards makes me groan.
She moans, sending shockwaves through my wood before forcing me into her throat again, but she takes me all the way this time so that the tip of her tongue flicks my nuts. She tightens her hold on my thighs, too, and I force in a breath from how tight it feels in there.
She slowly drags me back out; her eyes locked with mine as she leaves a trail of saliva all the way up until she breaks it with the briefest of flicks over my crown.
I dig my feet into the floor. Fuck, fuck, fuck…
“When you're ready, I wanna suck this while you're the other you.”
What the— I hate that side of me, so why the fuck did the thought of that just make me even harder?
She spits on my dick and then milks the fuck out of it. “And you know what else?”
I shake my head, already dreading the answer.
“I want you to eat my pussy while you're him, too.”
I growl deeply, feeling my canines lengthen in my mouth. “Stop... Jesus… Just stop.”
Her eyes widen. “Oh, God, that was so damn hot!” She tightens her grip on me, applying more pressure with her strokes than anyone ever has before.
But it feels incredible.
I’m quickly in her mouth again, but this time she bares her teeth all up me as she pulls me out. She was right when she said she’d teach me some shit, cuz the way she’s handling my dick is definitely calling to that other side of me.
In an outrageously good way, too.
“God, I can feel pussy juice running down my thighs.” She shifts a little and her hand disappears from me, only to reappear a moment later covered in her essence. The scent of it fucking kills me, but then she runs it over my dick and I come close to shifting again.
“Harmony...”
“Just keep your hands behind your back. I don't mind if you fuck my mouth, I can take it.”
I close my eyes, but it does nothing to stop me seeing her. “Just... don't talk... Please...”
“Alright, Boo.” She sounds disappointed but continues to give me the best head I've ever had in my life.
I try holding out as long as possible, but all these new sensations she’s putting on me are devastating. She repeatedly takes me into her throat, but then when she releases me with her teeth bared again, I feel myself erupt like a fucking explosion into her mouth.
I almost take my hands from behind my back but manage to keep them there, settling on thrusting my hips up to get my dick further into her throat while my head spins enough to make me feel weak.
And I never feel weak anymore.
“You cum a lot, don't you?” I hear her ask, but I need a fucking minute to find the energy to even speak.
“Not usually.” I can't even open my eyes.
I feel her kneel beside me and slowly turn my head to look at her. She's smiling down at me. “How long before I can do that again?”
I have no words.
She rests a single kiss on my forehead and then runs her fingers through my hair. “It’s okay. I’d be happy just running my fingers through your hair and kissing you until the sun comes up.”
I pull her closer to devour her mouth, feeling like no reply could ever come close to telling her how much what she just did has changed my life.