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His tongue swipes through the length of my flower and lingers an extra moment on the jewel at the top.

“Oh my God!” I unhinge.

“Yeah, oh my God, baby!” Stone echoes as he licks and sucks at my core. “Your pussy tastes sweet as fucking fairy floss, Em!”

I’m delirious.

Can oral sex cause delirium? Is it a known side effect? Is that a thing? Because if it is, I’m sure I have it.

I pant. “
Fairy floss
?”

“Sweet spun sugar that melts in my mouth. Americans call it cotton candy, Princess. Mmm,” he hums against me.

“Oh!” A powerful moan rolls through my chest like thunder. I’ve had my own hands and toys down there on many occasions, but nothing—NOTHING!—even comes close to Stone’s supernatural tongue!

“This pretty little pearl”—he flicks his tongue over my hyper-excited clit—“is utterly succulent.” Stone alternates between licking and sucking; soft and hard pressures; speeds slow, fast, and slow again. “I’m going to work this lovely bundle of nerves until you skyrocket. I’m going to watch your gorgeous face as you come hard in my mouth, then I’m going to lick up every last drop of nectar you spill for me.”

“Oh!”

“Emelie, every part of your exquisite body is mouthwatering.”

The fear abating,
I spread my legs wider, shift my hips higher.

“You like it, don’t you, baby? That spark of pure pleasure radiating from your luscious pussy and spreading through your being?”

Holy shit!
My back arches and I can’t stop myself from smashing myself against his perfect face. He’s all soft, thick lips and wet, firm tongue with an intoxicating scrape of light stubble.

I nearly explode from the sensation of his tongue dipping down to search my opening. He’s tongue fucking me! While he does this, he employs his thumb to create circular motions over my clit. I’m going to lose every last shred of sanity! My body is made of fire.

“You’re trembling, Em. I can feel it building, taking you over. White hot like a star… so intense. Do you feel it?”

“Yes, I feel it! Oh my God!” I shout.

“Mmm… so good. You deserve this, baby.” He changes it up—nothing he’s done has been quick or has made me feel hurried. In fact, it’s very much the opposite. It’s as if he’s savoring… me. His tongue laps at my clit as he sinks two long fingers inside of me. I’m falling in love with his mouth and his large, strong hands. “Come on, Sunshine, give it all to me.”

He stares up at me, watching my every move and listening for my every sound.

“Say my name, Em, if you want me to take you all the way.”

“Stone!”

“Scream it, baby.”

“STONE! OH MY GOD!
STONE
!”

He hums the melody of that sun coming up Beatles’ song directly against my aroused flesh, and it’s the sexiest song I’ve ever heard!

My orgasm is tantamount to the big bang!

I see stars as the sensations ripple and expand from my core, spreading up my torso, through my arms and legs and into my fingers and toes. My scalp tingles.

Everything tingles.

I feel like I’m made of light, like I’ve swallowed a star.

“And that, Love, is an Australian kiss.”

Chapter Ten

Stone

Interpreting Little Red Riding Hood

(Porn adaption)

“Ohhhhh!” she purrs in this sexy, half-blissful-moan, half-dazedly understanding the meaning of the
kiss down under
while her body still quakes gorgeously from her rising.

Here comes the sun
never had a better meaning.

Before she can think or calm down, I press my body on top of hers, grab her face to give me the best angle, and close my mouth—wet with her juices—over hers.

I lick her lips, swirl my tongue around hers and penetrate it deeply towards her throat. She moans against my mouth.

“That’s all you, Em. You taste fucking amazing! Nectar of the gods.”

Her soft body pushes up as mine pushes down—we crush against one another with powerful need.

“Now, Sunshine, I’m going to give you the dirtiest fucking you’ve ever had.”

She gasps.

“Don’t. Move,” I tell her. She looks gorgeous, naked and spread out over my bed, her sweet creamy white skin colored with orgasm and wine.

I stretch, reaching over to the bedside drawer, and grab a condom out of it then sit up on my knees

I’m happy—I mean seriously fucking happy—my fantasy is in my bed, recovering from coming under my tongue and is about to be filled with me. My hips move to “The Fix” by Nelly and Jeremih. Half-moon rotations with an arse snap to the left and then the right.

Em’s smile shines in her beautiful, famished eyes.

I alternate the direction of the half-moon to swivel to the front. Since it’s a motion that showcases my dick, I use my right hand to unbutton then release my fly.

Curling my torso, chest, and hips in waves forward, as if I were inside of her, fucking her, I allow my left hand to stroke down from my neck, over my chest, and further, until I’m spreading my fingers wide against the lowest section of my abdominals.

Her entire body wriggles below me, ripe with anticipation.

I smoothly leap to my feet—still on the bed, over her—and my fingers catch the waistband of my pants and push them down over my knees. I remove each foot, so that I’m standing before her in nothing but a black pair of Hugo Boss grundies.

Because my huge-o dick is boss!

In a second those are gone too. “I’m going to make your pussy throb, Em.”

She draws in a sharp breath. Her eyes are glued to my tool.

“That’s… way
too big.”

I beam at the compliment. “Thank you.”

“I mean, I don’t think… the behemoth is going to be able to…
submerge
.”

I snort out a laugh.

“Behemoth, huh?” Gotta love that.

“You think I’m kidding.” She stares with worry and wonder. “I can’t believe I’m going to actually ask this, but I’ve heard of tribal cultures hanging weights from their… you know what… to make them
hung
. Is that like a thing in Australia? I mean, have you…”—her voice gets low like someone else might hear—“
done that
?”

“Holy shit, you’re funny!” I’m smiling so hard my cheeks are sore. There is nothing more flattering than a gorgeous naked woman underneath you praising the size of your manhood. “I lift weights regularly, but no, I’ve never hung any on my…
you know what
.”

“But it’s…” HA! She looks like she’s not really sure she believes me. “Can I touch it?”

“As much and as often as you’d like.”

She sits up and inches her bum closer until her lovely face is positioned directly under my cock.

Holy fuck, what an idyllic view!

Her big brown eyes are wide as they survey the prospect from under a canopy of dark thick lashes. When she dances tentative feather-light fingertips over my shaft, I’m ready to lose it.

Pre-cum forms at the tip. As I pull back so I don’t christen her, Em surprises me as she grips my cock firmly, stopping my retreat.

I grunt at the sensation of her squeezing.

“Oh. Fuck,” I exclaim as her pink tongue peeks out of her pretty little mouth and licks it away.

I may have size, stamina, and swagger, but I’m only human! I take a mental photograph for later jacking sessions. Might seem crude now, but if she really has the wherewithal to stick to her guns and her self-imposed—ridiculous, I might add—stipulations to our arrangement, I’m going to need some relief!

My cheeks puff as I blow out a breath of hot air, move her hand and tongue
off
my trigger, and sit back to pull the condom on.

“And
how
did it become so long,
and
thick?” Sounds like she’s having trouble with the weight hanging theory.

“Au naturel.” I move in closer to her. “The better to pleasure you with, my dear.”

She giggles and teases back, “Are you the
Big Bad
Wolf?”

“Makes sense, seeing that I’ve already
eaten-out
Little Red Riding Hood, and she’s amazed at my big bad cock. I’ll have to go with the line, ‘The better to fuck you with, my dear.’”

Her jaw unhinges as she exhales in surprise, and I slide over top of her, crushing her double-scoops against my chest.

“Oh Christ, you’re soft flesh against my muscle. The contrast is animal.” I glide and grind over her.

She becomes breathless.

“I love your tits,” I marvel. “They fit perfectly in my hands and mouth.”

Holding some of my weight off her using my elbows, I massage her peaches, running my thumbs over the pretty pink stems before taking turns sucking hungrily on each.

She utters the sweetest sounds.

“Now imagine, if
that
feels so good… let’s try
this…
”

I get back to my knees, take the length of my shaft into my right hand, and press her thigh down with my left. We both watch, mesmerized, as I slide the bulging head of my cock over her saturated core.

“Oh, you’re so drenched. I love that it’s all for me.” I groan roughly and circle my tip against her still sensitive clit. Her overwrought body tremors with each pass.

Watching as I skim the—
What did she call it?
Oh yeah,
behemoth
. Love that!—through her luscious flower, I tell her, “You’re so fucking sexy exposed beneath me; my naked girl to do what I want with, your body my wonderland.”

I’m burning up as she’s panting and wriggling in excitement.

“You like this, baby?” I tease her.

She nods bashfully.

“You want my big fucking cock inside you?”

With that she purrs so blissfully I can’t torture either of us any longer! Carefully, I work my dick into her ultra-tight opening.

A strangled sound rumbles from my throat as the head sinks in and disappears.

“Oh, Stone…” She whimpers and tilts her head back. I make a mental note to hold that slender throat in my fingers once I get deeper.

I’m moving slow, letting her body get accustomed to my size. Using my fingers, I pull her thin petals apart and push in deeper.

“Is that good, baby?”

“Oh yes!” she cries but starts to tense. “But I think I’m going to burst!”

Gently, I thumb her clit to help her relax and flex. “It’s okay, Love. Just breathe nice and easy. We’ve got all night.” Her juices are all over my fingers and cock, and it’s a gorgeous sight as I keep penetrating and pulling back, a little at a time. “Soon enough, I’m going to be all up inside you! Pounding, edging, bringing you to the brink. You’re going to be moaning my name, Em.”

She pulls me in further. Half my cock is buried inside her.

“I’m the perfect fit for you, beautiful.”

Em is making these fantastic mewling sounds as her fingers grip and dig into the muscles of my forearms.

“You’re so huge!” she whimpers with her eyes squeezed shut.

“Look at me, Love.” When she does—through lust hooded eyes—I say, “Remember, Princess, this is only round one.”

She gasps and her eyes widen.

“Look where our bodies meet, Emelie.”

Her gaze drops between our legs to our joining, and I tell her, “I love to watch my dick slide in and out of your tight, wet little pussy.”

At that, her body takes me all the way. “Ahhh, silk to steel
.
”

“Oh my God!” she gasps. “You… feel amazing!”

The spasm rocking through her grips my dick like an iron fist stroking me with the plushest velvet. I’m hitting her G-spot and she’s coming all over my cock.

“Oh Christ, Em!” I close my eyes and melt into her—her body, her voice. “Holy hell…”

It’s been over a month for me with nothing but her memory and the palm of my hand. If she keeps going like this, I’m
not
going to make it much longer.

“STONE!” she cries and shifts her hips, chasing after more.

I get my hand against her calf, lift her leg to my shoulder and drive in, relishing the feel of my hips and balls colliding with her arse—not to mention my profoundly joyful dick.

“So DEEP!” I feel the floodgates breaking loose.

“I’m…
I’m
… Oooooo!” she howls.

I drop my body on top of her—I’ve got to get closer. My forehead rests on hers for a moment while I pump like a madman! “It’s so fucking hot inside of you, Em. Like a goddamn oven. Must be a thousand degrees.”

“STONE!” Em screams my name so loudly, I’m sure it’s going to shatter the windows. Best fuck-soundtrack ever!

I can’t get enough air, but I don’t give a shit, ’cause I could die happy right here, right now. My release rips through me like a traveling electrical current—from my cock, in through my chest and arms and legs—building powerful force and momentum before rushing back to my cock… “FUUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!”

We both lay gasping for breath, our chests heaving against one another’s. I may be smothering her, but I can’t bring myself to move yet, because the feel of her is just too bloody incredible.

Her thirsty pussy milks my dick.

As I kiss her luscious lips, I gaze over her hungrily, already wanting more.

“God you’re gorgeous, Em! Your legs all wrapped around me, your hair a sex-tangled, hot mess, and your wild lust-dilated eyes. I really like this look on you.”

“I’m sorry… I screamed so loud.” Her pretty face is flushed pink. “I definitely disturbed the neighbors.”

“God, I hope so.” I smile, then tell her, “Round two is coming up in about ten minutes. You should really text your friend so she knows you’re not making it home tonight.”