X-Treme Measure (21 page)

“You are so damn tight, Moriah. Fuck, you always feel so damn perfect. Taste so fucking delicious. You’re a fucking masterpiece, Moriah. Beautiful, sensual, sweet, and sassy. Fuck, babe. Take my dick, baby. Put your shirt between your teeth, baby. I need both hands.”

He was jackknifing into me with hard, quick drives, and I did as he said, pulling the bottom of the shirt that was against my chest into my mouth, biting hard. This let my boobs bounce every which way, but my focus was on his face. His brown eyes sharpened as they looked at the view in front him.

“You’re so damn pretty. Nipples rosy pink and straining. Begging for a little nip.” I leaned back as his mouth latched on, sucking the whole nipple and areola into the warm heat of his mouth.

I groaned as he took one tip and then the other, making sure they both got equal play and when he tugged and pulled hard, another release washed through me. I couldn’t help my hand finding purchase on his chest and clawing down hard.

“FUCK!” He let me go and his hands squeezed my hips and pumped me hard against him, “Take it, Moriah. Take it all, babe.”

I felt the warm heat of his release as he slammed home and stilled. His mouth was in a firm line, and his jaw locked tight as he experienced his own release of sexual satisfaction.

“Fuck. Oh, fuck that felt so damn good. You feel so good on me, Mo. Sweet fucking Christ, I need you like a book needs paper.”

My breathing was heavy and I was drawing deep breaths from my stomach while his hands rubbed against my stomach, making it contract. Then he pulled the shirt free from my mouth and it was like I had been holding my breath.

“You’re so fucking sexy just like this. Naked and spent. Your eyes glittered with passion, your chest rising and falling with each heavy breath from our love-making, and your pussy flushed and full with my cum. Your silky legs spread wide for me to look at every inch of you. And your pussy and thighs coated with our release. Looking so fucking pretty. All for me.”

“You say the wildest things, Danny.”

His hand caressed up my thigh, over my hip bone and tickled my stomach as he slid his hand up between the valley of my breasts, cupping my neck. His hand curved behind my neck and with his amazing strength, he lifted me back up into a sitting position. I looked down to see the thick, heavy weight of his dick still semi-erect.

“Yeah, babe. Can’t help just looking at you like you’re a sexy, willing sacrifice makes me want to take you all over again.”

“You are such a wild man.”

“But I’m your wild man, and that’s all that matters.”

His thumb caressed my racing heart beat on my throat before he bent down, kissing the throbbing pulse.

“Time for dinner, Moriah. You hungry?”

“Ravenous.”

After getting Reighlyn fed, bathed and in bed, I went back to the kitchen to see Moriah at the table finishing her homework. She looked so completely adorable and nerdy. Damn, she was so fucking beautiful. And all mine.

You couldn’t tell she got fucked just a while ago. Her hair was still toppled in a messy bun, so you couldn’t tell if it had gotten ruined. The only thing that gave her away was the way she moved and walked. It was like she was floating.

Seeing her like that, displayed on the island, naked and open for me, made me feel ten fucking feet tall. She didn’t mind the hard, quick love sessions we sometimes had.

Hell, it was close enough that I last as long as I do every time I had her wrapped around my dick. Making love to her each and every time felt like a new experience. She didn’t mind trying new ways to take our intimacy to a whole other level. She reveled in them. She was insatiable when she got going and I fucking loved it. I knew a lot of them, too. I never pushed her too far, but she liked the little bit of kink I inserted into our foreplay every once in a while. She said I could have her any way I wanted early. It wasn’t any special position either, but I wanted to test her limits. See how far I could push her endurance. I got the quickie out the way and now I could last all fucking night long; driving her body crazy, craving for release.

Telling her I loved her? That came out so naturally I knew it had to be true. I’ve never told any woman, besides my mother and Reighlyn, that I loved them. I’ve never met a woman like Moriah. She was a breath of sweet spring air. Agreeing to ‘dress up’ with them for Halloween? Jesus Almighty. These two little women had me wrapped around their pretty fingers.

A man brought low. Being determined to never let a woman crush his man-card, well, that card got thrown out of the window when it came to their happiness. And Moriah did promise a sexy incentive so it wasn’t a hardship. It was going to be my pleasure.

Reighlyn loved her. She hasn’t said anything, but I could see the way she looked at Mo like she was hoping and praying she’d never leave. I knew the newness of the relationship would dim for Reighlyn eventually, but now it was
Riri this. Riri that. Did you know
—Reighlyn was definitely Team Moriah.

Her mother was going to be a problem though. She was supposed to come with us on Halloween, but now that Moriah was coming along, I hoped she didn’t cause us any problems. I would seriously lose my shit. In all the years I’ve had Reighlyn, she’s never once initiated an outing. Was I nervous about the two meeting? No. Moriah was above all that. No woman could compare to her. Which was the way a man should look at his woman. When he found the one. God I was getting sappy. Fucking pussy.

Even seeing Moriah freak out about my declaration didn’t once make me sway or falter. I wanted her to know it, and it might be too early for her, and that was fine. I saw the way her eyes lit up when I came into the room. Even when she wasn’t looking she felt my presence and she adjusted to it. She was my perfect match in every way.

Now all I needed was to get my goal met and I could open my own gym, stop performing and build a home for her and Reighlyn.

Well, hell. That’s how I knew I wanted Moriah to be a permanent fixture in my life. Including her in my plans for a home I wasn’t even ready to purchase yet must mean it was meant to be. There’s no turning back and I didn’t want to. I hadn’t been looking for a woman to capture me, heart, body and soul, but Moriah did. She had all of me and I didn’t want anything less from her in return. When she was ready, she’d tell me. I liked how she held herself back…mostly. She was thinking it through. She was younger than me by more than five years so I wanted her to be absolutely sure and clear headed when we pushed for that future together. I could see the cogs working in that pretty, little, nerdy, sexy head of hers and coming to her own conclusions.

She’ll get there. I just had to keep showing her how much love I could give her. I could already see the love she felt toward Reighlyn. She didn’t let Reighlyn push her around and Reighlyn didn’t force her strong will against Moriah. My daughter was just like me. Hard headed but strong and determined to do the best she could do in everything she went for. I could see them growing closer in front of my eyes and it was like they were just two peas in a pod.

“Danny, I can feel you staring at me.”

Damn, I loved hearing her say the short version of my name.

She had no idea how attractive she was to me. And now with that pencil stuck between her teeth as she flipped the pages of her school book.

“Don’t worry about me, Moriah. I love looking at you.”

She laughed and shook her head. “Okay. Feel free to look at your leisure.”

“I will, but thank you for the permission.” She shook her head again and I just knew what she did. “Rolling your eyes at me, Moriah?”

“Maybe. What are you going to do about it?”

“Take care of business. So get your sexy, fine ass out of that chair and come to me, Moriah.”

Her head turned just enough I could see the sweet little smile and her glittery, needy gaze looking over my body with desire. When her eyes landed on my junk, which was already hard and bulging beneath my jeans, they widened and became deep blue. She licked her lips which made my dick twitch and ache to see her pretty little mouth wrapped around it, sucking the length deep into the heat of her mouth.

Her teeth captured her bottom lip and the ache in my groin was becoming painfully torturous that I reached down and cupped the bulge, rubbing the denim against it until I felt a small spurt of ejaculation seep from the tip.

“Come here, Moriah. Don’t make me walk over there.”

She faced away from me and just as I was about to go pick her fireman style, she closed her books, and stacked them nice and neat. That was my girl. Nice and neat in public and wicked, sexy hot as fuck in private. She stood ever so fucking slowly and turned, her braless breasts swaying and bouncing as she approached me. Her nipples beaded and pressed against the soft material of her long shirt. Tasting those sexy little bites drove me wild.

Her palms brushed over my stomach, caressing over my chest before laying lazily against my shoulders. Then damlambit. She pressed her hot little body against mine and I lost it.

With a growl, I reached down and picked her up, walking with hot need to the bedroom. I shut the door and locked it, walked her near the bed before setting her down.

She was a little wobbly, but grabbed onto the post of the bed for balance.

“You unbalance me, Danny.”

“Moriah, I’ve been unbalanced since I first saw you move in. That’s okay though because we fit perfectly. Now. Pretty, beautiful girl of mine. Take off your clothes.”

“First, let me put my contacts in. Please.”

I chuckled and nodded. She loved looking at me just as much as I loved looking at her. She squealed and ran, sliding into the bathroom and was back out in front of the bed in moments with a sexy smile lifting her cheeks.

“Better, Moriah?”

“Oh, yeah. I don’t wanna miss any of that.” And she gestured towards my body and let out an excited breath.

Then to my surprise, she shucked her pants and underwear, kicking them away and flung her shirt over her head. The only thing she wore was a pair of MLP printed socks and just as she was bending, I stopped her.

“Leave them on, Moriah.” My dick was throbbing inside my jeans and I could already feel the tip spurt out a small amount of my junk juice on my fucking boxer briefs.

Moriah just stood there, her hands leaning on the bed, her body thrust out like a pagan temptress. She was bare between her legs. She said she hadn’t done it before her birthday and since then she liked that silky feeling. I didn’t give a shit. It did make her look sexy as hell. Her tits looked heavy and swollen from my earlier play. Her nipples hard and beady.

When I walked to her, her eyes traveled over my body, zeroing in on my crotch and her tongue darted out, licking her lips. Then she caught her bottom lip with her teeth. A shaky breath escaped and I knew what she wanted to do. So far in our relationship, she hasn’t went down on me. I really never gave her the chance. I did my best pleasing her and teasing the hell out of her that her mouth on me never entered my mind. Getting blown wasn’t on my high list of priorities. However, the last few times we’ve had made love and messed around, she had been hinting at it. Wanting to try it. I knew she’s never done it before and the thought of being her first had me wanting to bust my load before I even got my pants off.

That’s how bad Moriah had me wrapped around her pretty little fingers. I wanted to do any and everything with her, for her and to her. When we made love, she wasn’t too shy. She didn’t mind trying new positions. She liked everything I showed her. Begged for more. And I pray it always stay that way.

“So…since you said I could have it anyway I wanted it, well, instead of sex, I want you blow me.”

Those deep blue eyes of hers lit up with excitement and hunger.

“That okay, honey?”

“Oh, yeah.” If her voice got any huskier, I’ll be embarrassing myself rather quickly.

That’s how being with me made her react. A wanton, sexy siren. She reached up, pulled the rubber band from her hair, letting the long tresses fall free. I’ve never seen such hair before. It was long, silky, and fell over her shoulders, covering the sides of her breasts. I looked behind her to the low bench and figured she wouldn’t enough have to get on her knees. Perfect. She wouldn’t hurt her knees and I’d be able to touch her as I wanted.

“Sit down, Moriah.” She did as I said and flipped her hair back, getting it out of the way. She looked up at me so sweetly and my voice deepened. Roughened when I spoke. “Undo my belt, babe.”

Instead of just going for the belt, her hands teased their way up my thighs, making them contract with her light caress. My junk bobbed and she stroked over it with each hand, making me hiss as she opened my belt.

“Button and zipper, Moriah.”

Every time I spoke, it heightened every action. Her blue cerulean eyes stayed caught in the passion-phase they were in as she popped open the button and slid my zipper over my aching flesh. My hands fisted at my sides. I was ready to shove myself out of them but it seemed like she enjoyed opening me like a present. I tugged my shirt over my head and tossed it across the room. Her gaze lifted slightly over my abs and she leaned forward, nuzzling her nose over the small line of hair at my navel and then struck her tongue out, licking a warm path over my abdominals.

“Fuck.” My eyes closed and I was getting impatient. But I knew she wanted to explore. Take her time and I did my damndest to let her. Her breath on my skin was hot and it tickled the short hairs that led down to my dick and she was
killing
me.

Her hands hooked into my briefs and with cautious ease, she slipped it over my erection and peeled them downward until it was loose enough to fall from my legs and in an impatient rut, I flung them to the side out of the way.

“Okay up there, Danny?” There was a mischievous devil look in her smile and I reached down to cup her chin, making her look up at me like a submissive is to her Dom.

“Keep teasing me and you’re going to get a quick surprise shot in your beautiful face.”

A burst of laughter flew out. “You can do that?”

I couldn’t help the groan that sprung free. “Killing me, Moriah.”

“That might not be too bad, right? I don’t know how a guy’s thingy taste.”

Oh, God she was laying me so fucking low.

“Moriah, I won’t come in your mouth if you don’t want. I can, fuck. I can’t even think with you looking at my dick like a fucking lollypop. Put me out of my misery already and wrap that pretty, hot mouth around it.”

Her hand came up and wrapped around the base and she licked the tip where a small bead of fluid leaking from it.

“Mmm….it doesn’t taste that bad. Kinda sweet. Maybe it’s all that fruit you eat.”

“Shut up and suck my dick, woman. All this teasing is torture, baby.”

That did it and thank God! She licked her lips and sucked me into her mouth like a silk vise. My hands couldn’t not touch her and I reached over her, wrapping each hand around a chunk of her hair. I didn’t tighten my grip. I didn’t want to hurt her scalp, but I was close. I was so fucking close to blowing it was crazy. She made me so fucking wild and crazy and I loved it. Craved it. Just like I craved her. Damn, she was beautiful and amazing. She sucked me deep into her mouth and when I felt the back of her throat? Sweet mercy, my eyes rolled backward and it took me everything inside not to thrust, forcing myself not to lose control.