Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

Even if he'd wanted to, Roth couldn't contain the satisfied groan issuing from his chest once the first trickle of Autumn's essence landed on his tongue. She really did taste better than he envisioned from her scent. He could see himself quickly becoming addicted to her flavor.

Only his broad shoulders kept her from smothering him with her thick thighs when her body stiffened, and she released a keening wail. The trickle of her feminine juice became a flood that Roth greedily lapped up. Barely pausing to breathe, he dipped his tongue into her channel to capture every drop of his new favorite snack.

"Roth!"

His name was a raspy gasp snatched from her throat, giving Roth more incentive to do whatever he could to draw more of her vocal appreciation. Pulling back from her mound with a parting kiss, he replaced his tongue with two fingers. Slipping them inside her velvet walls, he curled them in a come-hither motion, seeking the internal bundle of nerves designed to send her over the edge into another orgasm. He wanted an additional blessing of her sweetness before he gave into the demands of his cock.

Incoherent babble fell from Autumn's lips, bringing a cocky smirk to Roth's face.

"What's that, Sugar? I didn't quite understand you."

He didn't let up enough for her to gather herself to think clearly to form an answer. No. Instead, he remained where he was at the apex of her legs manipulating her secret place, allowing the air from his breath to blow across her sensitive mons.

"Oh...fuck...Roth!..."

"Was that a request?" Unable to resist, Roth gave her clit a suckling kiss before releasing it with a pop. "Answer me, Sugar. Are you sayin' you want me to fuck you?"

As he teased her, Roth had to pull his own hips back from the bed since his cock had hardened to the point of painful stiffness. Pre-cum leaked from the tip, dripping onto the sheets. He probably wouldn't be able to keep himself from sliding into her slick heat for much longer—whether she responded to his taunting or not.

More disjointed mumbles came from Autumn amidst her twisting and squirming on the bed. Clamping an arm around one lush thigh, he held her in place.

"Where do you think you're going? I'm not nearly done with you."

Rising to his knees, he kept ahold of her leg, anchoring it to his chest as he rose. Once her ass rested on his thighs, he allowed his gaze to travel from her delicious pussy, up over her heavy breasts to her lust fogged eyes. Roth brought the fingers which had previously delved inside her honeyed walls to his mouth, licking her sweet cream from his digits. After he was satisfied he'd captured it all, he wrapped his hand around his length, tapping the head against her slick center.

"Now... Use your words, Sugar. Tell me what you want."

Autumn's pretty face twisted in what appeared to be lust and frustration. Her teeth gave her bottom lip hell as a guttural moan tore from her throat. A single word finally pushed past her lips.

"Please..."

"Please, what?" Roth aimed his cock at the opening to paradise, swirling it in her essence, but not entering to put them both out of their misery. "Talk to me, Sugar. You beg real pretty, but you haven't told me what you want me to do for you."

Roth nearly folded when he saw the shiny wetness gather in her eyes. If she hadn't finally gained the ability to form words again, he would definitely have proceeded without them.

"Please fuck me, Roth. I need to feel you." Released in a raspy, gritty huff, Autumn's declaration had barely hit the air before Roth sheathed himself inside her heated core.

"Fuuuck...Sugar..."

With his arms wrapped around her thighs, Roth fed his length into Autumn's channel inch by excruciating decadent inch. How was it possible for her pussy to feel so good wrapped around his cock? And why had he waited so long to experience it?

Neither question was voiced aloud and both were quickly pushed to the back of his mind as he bottomed out with his balls resting in the valley between her delicious pussy and her ass. Withdrawing from her heat, he tilted his pelvis as he stroked back inside.

Roth knew he was already addicted to the taste of her sweetness; now he had to contend with the possibility of being obsessed with sinking into the heaven on earth located between her plush thighs. A light sheen of sweat covered his chest and arms and beaded on his brow. His eyes pinged between watching the sensual play of emotions across her face to her breasts bouncing with each stroke, to the place where they were joined together.

His lightly tanned cock delving between the brown lips of her labia to enter her pink center was a fascinatingly erotic visual, compelling him to stare. Roth couldn't say which was better, watching it or feeling it. When Autumn tilted her hips, feeding her pussy into his strokes, his eyes slammed shut, leaving him only to feel.

Gritting his teeth, he fought against the sensation building inside him, urging him to let go. To paint her walls with his release. The sharp bite of pain to his forearms lifted his eyelids to see her gripping him with her short, blunt nails digging into his skin. Using her hold as leverage she fucked herself on and off his length making it nearly impossible for him not to come.

"What do you think you're doing, Sugar?" Roth didn't recognize the deep, gruff voice as his own, but it didn't deter him. "Do you think you can just fuck me and take what you want? Hm?"

Releasing her thighs one by one, he twisted his arms breaking her hold. Ignoring her mewls of protest, he pulled out of her slick heat. Before she could work up too much of a fuss, he flipped her onto her belly and pulled her onto her knees. The satisfying crack of his open palm meeting the silky skin of her ass drew another cocky smile to his lips.

Autumn's gasp was in contrast to the wiggling undulation of her hips, moving toward him seeking the contact again.

"You like that, huh? I didn't forget I owed that ass a spanking, but you're working on more."

Lining himself up, he sank back inside her heated channel. The grimace on his face belied the pure pleasure he felt. He wouldn't last much longer. Delivering another smack to her rounded cheeks, he took care with the placement of his hand and the force he used. Pleasure, not pain was his goal. The responding convulsions of her walls around his length was all the confirmation he needed.

The volume of Autumn's moans increased, reaching a crescendo when her internal muscles clamped around his shaft, making his efforts to hold off his own orgasm fruitless. The way her pussy fluttered around his cock practically sucked the cum from his balls.

Falling onto his extended arms, his chest rested lightly against her back and he instinctively nuzzled the side of her neck. Growling grunts were all he could manage as he gave up the fight and succumbed to the siren call of her delicious core milking him for everything he had.

"Fuck, Sugar."

Breathing heavily, it took Roth several minutes to gather himself enough to separate from Autumn. The moment he did, she toppled over onto her side, curling her knees to her chest. Without thought, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into him, with her beautiful ass tucked against his groin. His spent cock had the audacity to twitch at the contact—despite him not being in the position to make good on anything the greedy monster wanted to do, for at least ten...no fifteen minutes.

Once they were both breathing evenly, Roth let Autumn go and rolled off the bed. Tugging the cover over her to ward off the chill, he went to the ensuite bathroom, returning with a warm towel. Sitting next to her on the bed, he took a second to simply observe her. Her perfectly styled hair was now a combination of mussed and smashed curls.

Her disheveled appearance inspired a modicum of pride in being responsible for her current well-fucked state. She was essentially boneless when he nudged her shoulder rolling her onto her back. Parting her legs, he went about gently cleaning the mess he'd made of her.

A moan preceded the capture of his hand between her legs, and Roth's gaze transferred from inspecting her pretty pussy to looking into her beautiful face. Both of her hands were on his arm with her blunt nails lightly digging into his skin again.

"What's wrong, Sugar?"

Squirming, Autumn regarded him beneath half lowered eyelids. Her lips pursed into a pout so alluring he had to kiss them. Soft beneath his, they opened allowing him to delve his tongue inside. Flexing his fingers brought forth another squirming moan.

Pulling back slightly, Roth searched Autumn's face.

"Talk to me, Sugar. I can't fix it, if you don't tell me what it is."

Another flex of his cloth covered finger elicited a pelvic tilt and tighter clamp of her hold on his arm.

"Too sensitive..."

A sliver of pink appeared when she swiped her tongue across her lips before pulling it back into her mouth. Roth greedily followed the motion.

"What's too sensitive, baby? This?" The slightest flick of his finger against her clit drew a hissing inhale from her.

"Roth...!" His name was a moan and a plea on her lips.

Leaning closer, he placed pecking kisses on her plump lips. "Want me to stop, Sugar? I can. If that's what you want."

The tilting of her hips and transfer of her hold from his forearm to his shoulders, pulling him closer, was in contrast to the protesting moans she released. But, Roth wouldn't relent to her actions alone. He needed the words. He craved them. So, he demanded them of her before moving further.

"Don't. Don't stop. More. Please. Give me more."

Roth happily complied. Swooping down, he placed hungry kisses on her lips. Then, trailing down her neck and over her collarbone, he latched onto one turgid peak, showering it with attention. The towel had been tossed aside as he coaxed her clit from its hood; her slickness coating his fingers to facilitate his activities.

After lavishing the same attention on her other breast, he kissed his way down her body until he was once again face-to-pussy. Kissing her folds reverently, he looked up to see Autumn watching him. In a move which inspired a squealing shriek to spring from her lips, he rolled onto his back, positioning her fragrant center above his face.

"Moisturize my beard, Sugar."