The Pixie Prince by Lex Valentine Read Free Book Online

made him want to grab her by the head and just fuck her face until his orgasm burst over him. He could tell by the gleam in her eyes that she wouldn’t mind.
    Heat enveloped his groin, and his balls tightened. He could feel his orgasm gathering and he tried to find the will to pull free of her hot, sucking mouth. Max was on the verge of coming in her mouth when her lips popped free of his shaft.
    His orgasm arrested, Max’s eyes narrowed as he looked down the length of his body to find Bliss staring hungrily at his cock. It throbbed in her fist, the veins distended. Her fingers stroked him, using the saliva and precum to lubricate the gliding movements. The way she looked at his cock fired Max’s lust even more. When she bent and sucked his balls into her mouth, he could have screamed. Her mouth sucked delicately at the round globes, her tongue dancing over the tender flesh.
    Sweat broke out over Max’s body as he fought for control. She had the most talented mouth and tongue of anyone he’d ever been with. She knew unerringly what to do to him, what he liked most, and how he liked it. No bed partner had ever been more perfect for him. Still, as spectacularly as she sucked him, he wanted to fuck her.
    Reaching for her head, he gently pulled her off his cock and balls. She looked up at him with eyes that glittered in the darkness. Tugging at her shoulders, he urged her over his body. She straddled his hips with her knees, her white thighs parted above him. Max grasped his cock in one hand, directing it toward her soaking wet pussy. He rubbed the head against her slit, causing her to shudder and moan.
    As Max pressed his hips upward, Bliss grabbed his shoulders, hanging on as she sank down onto the hard heat of his erection. He filled her tightly, so tightly that he wondered dazedly if he was going to fit. But she wriggled on him, crying out in pleasure, as the last bit of him pushed up into her. For a moment, they were still. Max could feel the hard nubbin of her clit pressing against the base of his cock. He slipped one finger between them and tweaked the blood-filled, sensitive flesh. Bliss jerked, crying out again.
    Max smiled and took hold of her narrow hips as she began to ride him. Her tight, slick flesh caressed every inch of his cock as she ground herself against him. Her body undulated above him as she rode, and the sight made Max groan. He urged her to lean forward, her hands braced on his shoulders, so he could suck on her taut pink nipples. The wet slap of their flesh seemed loud in the quiet room, punctuated solely by their rough panting and occasional low moans.
    Everything about sex with Bliss was fantastic. Every touch, every sound, was more erotic than anything Max had ever known. The feel of her pussy clutching him every time she stroked down on him made him mindless. He filled his hands with her round breasts, sucking first one nipple then the other. They were both covered in a sheen of sweat, and Bliss’ skin flushed pink. He buried his face in her breasts and reached down to flick his fingers at her clit. She jerked again, this time screaming his name as her body convulsed in orgasm.
    Her pussy squeezed his cock rhythmically as she shuddered. Grabbing her hips, he thrust into her twice more, feeling his balls tighten unbearably. On the second short thrust, heat lashed him as his cock jerked inside her, his balls releasing his seed. He stiffened as he exploded into orgasm. She ground herself down on him as he came inside her, making him moan. Then she collapsed on his chest, gasping for air.
    Max lay stunned beneath her. He’d had the most mind-blowing sex of his life with a woman he had just met. He didn’t want to move. He could feel little ripples raking through her, and her pussy still clutched at his half hard cock. The sensation made him shiver with pleasure. Finally, he could feel his cum leaking out of her onto his belly.
    He drew a shuddering breath and said, “Well, at least there’s no