Tame the Beast : Small Beach Town, Single Mom Romance

“Fuck,” I whisper in adoration, feeling my dick twitch dangerously. “I love it when you’re bossy.”

I wrap my mouth around her nipple again, sucking it in and this time the scent of her arousal in the air around us, the feel of her wet pussy between my fingers, the sweetness of her milk and the harsh grip she has on my hair does me in.

My whole body vibrates as an explosive orgasm takes over me, shaking me from my toes to the tips of my hair and my cum spills all over my pants. I’ve never come without a single touch to my cock before and the thought alone makes me feral for this woman.

I start working her clit even faster, my mouth dripping with her milk, and Zoe pants, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, damn that swear jar. I’m fucking coming!” She tightens her hold on me and does just that. Her body shakes, quivering on the counter. I pull away from her tits and slam my mouth against hers, swallowing her sounds of pleasure that are mine and mine alone.

A few seconds later, her hold on my hair relaxes, her body growing lax and she pulls away. Those beautiful eyes now wide, watching me with caution and something else. Something that looks a lot like shame that has no place here.

“Um.” She swallows hard. “I…uh, I got carried away over there for a second. I’m sorry,” she says, dropping her gaze to the ground but I slip my fingers underneath her chin, bringing it right back.

“Talk to me, Beastie. What is going on in that beautiful head of yours?” Zoe tries to jump off the counter to run away without answering but that won’t be happening. So, I cage her with my arms and wait.

Eventually, her body sags as she lets out a sigh and says quietly, “I made you taste me. My milk, I mean,” she chews on her lip.

“For the record, you didn’t make me taste you. You demanded it.” Zoe starts saying something back, but I halt her, pressing my index finger to her lips. “And I fucking loved it. In fact”—I grab her hand dragging it over to my linen pants that do nothing to hide the wet spot right smack in the middle of them and place it there—“I loved it so much, I came just like that.”

Her eyes snap to mine, that delicious mouth propping open in another fucking O. “Y-you, you came?”

“I did.” I give her a crooked smile, my teeth sink into my lower lip. “I came so fucking hard to the taste of your milk in my mouth. And I think we may have a problem now.” I lean into her, greedily breathing her in.

“What problem?”

“I want more. I want to feed on you every time. I want your sweetness in my mouth.” My cock grows hard again just at the thought of it.

“Feel that?” I ask, because her hand is still touching me, and she can definitely tell something is going on behind that linen. “Just like that, Zo. Just-like-fucking-that, I’m hard for you again.”

Zoe’s chest starts moving rapidly once again, her eyes growing wild as she licks her lips while her small fingers glide over my spilled cum.

I’m fucking trembling from her touch, watching those beautiful eyes when she brings the pads of her fingers to her mouth and sucks them in, stealing the last fucking breath I had left in my body.

My nostrils are flaring like a wild bull, chest heaving, and Zoe leans in whispering, “Then have some more.” And I don’t waste another second, pushing her back and feeding on her while she rubs my cock until both of us come once more.

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Never Have I Ever

Matteo: Never have I ever faked an orgasm.

Zoe: Wow, shocker.

Matteo: Why did you just drink that?

Zoe: Because that’s how the game goes, no?

Matteo: With me? Did you fake those that night?

Zoe: Unfortunately, not.

Matteo: Damn right.

Zoe: That will be twenty-five cents.

Matteo: It was worth it.

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Zoe