Blaze's Second Chance (The Sinclair Men)

By: Sam Crescent

“Take me,” she whispered.

He didn’t care where they were or if they could get caught. His one need overrode common sense.

Blaze tore the dress from her body and took her to the ground. The blankets only gave them partial cover from the sand beneath, just enough for him to have an initial taste. Her large tits were covered by a flimsy lace bra. He took hold of the cup and pulled her breast out to spill over the top.

He broke the kiss from her lips and moved down to circle one heaving breast. The soft light of the moon outlined her body. Her large nipples were centre up and pointed. He wanted to touch, taste and have them sticking into his chest as he made love to her.

Her moans were lovely to hear, and the body under his hands was a full woman. Blaze wasn’t afraid of being too rough. His fingers dug into her hips and pulled her down. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and he pressed down, his tight cock flush with the apex of her thighs. He wanted inside her.

He lavished attention on her breasts, devoting as much time as possible to loving each tip and fullness.

“Fuck me, Blaze. Please, don’t make me wait,” she said.

Blaze had been waiting for the past three years to be inside her. The thin material of her panties annoying him, he ripped them in two and threw the fabric away from her body. He had her right where he wanted her.

“There’s no turning back after this. I fuck my cock into your cunt, and you stay mine forever,” he said.

“Feel me.” Cassie took his hands and slid them through the wet heat of her slit. Their moans mingled, and he had no choice but to taste from her lips again.

“You’re so fucking wet.”

“Fuck me, Blaze. I’m ready.”

He fingered her slit first. Blaze didn’t want her to be ready. He wanted her begging for his dick. Using his palm, he pushed onto her clit and inserted two fingers inside her pussy. She was dripping wet, and even in the free air he scented her cream.

Would she still taste like strawberries?

Pulling his hand away and holding her gaze he licked his fingers and moaned. She tasted so sweet and perfect.

“Why?” she gasped.

“You taste wonderful.”

When he got her home and spread out on the bed he’d eat her little cunt. Cassie Walker was his addiction, and he intended to take regular feedings from her.

Her clit was swollen, and he felt it peeking out of its little hood. He groaned in frustration. Blaze wanted to see every single inch of her.

His cock was hard and thick to the point of pain inside his jeans. He pulled away from her body, and with the moonlight casting down he saw the outline of her flushed body. Her tits rose and lowered with every indrawn breath. They were so big and beautiful. He imagined lying on top of her, cushioned by those soft mounds. Her belly dipped down, but instead of being hollow he saw the beautiful curve of her stomach protruding slightly. Blaze found his cock thickening at the sight of her waist and stomach. Before he met Cassie he thought he was an as-thin-as-they-could-come kind of guy, but now he wanted Cassie any way he could have her.

“Do you hate what you see?” she asked. He heard the insecurity, and he hated every person who’d put it there. Cassie was beautiful and amazing inside and out.

“I fucking love it,” he said. His shirt was removed in quick time. He might not be able to see her, but he wanted those breasts bare on his chest. He undid the button and zipper of his jeans and pushed down them to his ankles. He didn’t have time to go any further. The desire to be inside her was too great.

He stared down at her and grasped his cock in his hand. “I’ve got no protection. Should I just fuck my fist and come all over that delectable body?” he asked.

He cursed his words immediately after as he thought about spreading his seed over the mound of her cunt. Fuck, he was turning their time together into a porno flick.

“I’m on the pill, and I’m clean,” she said. Her fingers moved to her pretty clit. He watched in the semi-darkness as she fingered her pussy.

“Why are you taking the pill?” he asked. Was there another man in the picture? He knew he had no right to be angry about her being with another man, but he didn’t have to like it.

“I’ve never been great when it comes to that time of the month. The pill helps to regulate that.” He saw her blush and smiled. Cassie was still so innocent at heart.

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