Jon Black's Woman by Tilly Greene Read Free Book Online

throat.
She brought her knees up and splayed them a little wider. The move
tightened the entrance to her slit. She hadn’t meant for it to
happen, but his groan made the move worthwhile.
    He leaned on his elbows and watched
her get used to him being there. His cock’s presence, no matter how
minimal, felt right. She knew pleasure marked her face and didn’t
care. Emotions and feelings raced through her heart and body, so
why not let him see her passion for him?
    “You all right?” He asked the
question while starting to move a little bit deeper before pulling
out again.
    “Beautiful,” she murmured and gave
him her truth. “I want more of you. Give me everything and I’ll
love it all the more.”
    After taking in everything he could
about her in a few brief seconds, Jon moved a hand between them.
Even though he rested on her, with her being stretched to an almost
painful point, she still gasped when he circled her clit. It was a
single step back from being too much, but it pulled unadulterated
need from deep within her soul.
    She wanted to open her legs even
wider and groan her joy as he pleasured her. Trying to spread out
further brought a pinch to her nub and another round of unfettered
circles from his finger. She couldn’t hold it back. She groaned
until it almost became a scream as he pushed even more of his cock
inside her.
    There was no break. He continued to
tease her excited nub and move his cock further in and out of her
wet pussy. When he finally was buried to the hilt inside her, she
breathed out and looked up at him.
    “I’m completely full of you and want
nothing else,” she told him with a smile.
    “Nothing? No thrusting, no fucking,
no humpy-pumpy?”
    “Humpy-pumpy?” She laughed hard and
might have pushed a small portion of him out. “What man calls sex
humpy-pumpy?”
    “Me, and you can thank my aunt who
said I was a rambunctious nine-year-old boy who was already curious
about the birds and the bees.” He moved back into her, then pulled
out a bit further before pushing back in. The man was a sex machine
and she was glad to have him between her legs. Originally his size
was admittedly daunting, but she got over any concern she may have
had rather quickly.
    She wanted him to love her and her
body.
    “Please, Jon. Please take me until I
can’t take anymore.” She didn’t care if she begged.
    “Is this all right?” he asked as he
pulled more of his cock out than he had before and pushed it all
back in.
    Her breath caught on a
hitch.
    “More, please. Keep going.” Bracing
one of her feet between his legs gave her the ability to bump her
hips upward. It wasn’t much, but enough for him to make a few
changes. Once he opened her inner lips, leaving her clit completely
uncovered, he pushed his pelvis more firmly against hers and pulled
his hand out.
    Jon was able to fuck her freely, and
he did. She was still tight around him, but not as much as before.
He was able to move more quickly and, somewhere along the line, he
added a circular motion.
    “You okay?” he queried as he thrust
most of his length in before pulling the rod free.
    “Great! I’m great. Keep going,” she
murmured. As he fucked her, she only cared about being with him,
lost in the abyss of pleasure.
    They had a rhythm to what they were
doing, or they did until he grasped hold of a breast and held it
out as he leaned down to run his tongue around the hard
tip.
    “Oh, oh my. Oh, Jon,” she cried as
her hands gripped his head. From there, all words became grunts,
moans, and groans.
    He bit, tugged, and sucked the
nipple and it seemed to have a line straight to her pussy. With
each loving touch from his mouth and teeth, she wanted to wrap her
legs around him and absorb everything about him. An idea slipped in
her head how he didn’t need to fuck in and out of her as long as
his mouth worked on her breast. All was beautiful, then he would
slide his cock in and out, and her eyes would roll back in her
head.
    The time came