The Crystal 3 - Jones M (best ereader for pdf TXT) 📗

to taste you," Zane said as he grasped my thigh. It sent desire straight to my core, but it didn't stop the thoughts that came from his words.

"Zane, I--" I cut myself with a moan when he started trailing his hands along my thighs. He pushed them back, and I started trying to close my legs.

"Let me see you, Emery. Let me see your drenched pussy," his words turned me on more, and I let him part my legs.

With a groan, his lips found my left thigh. He started at the underside of my knee with a kiss, and he was soon trailing his lips across the skin. His hands on my legs sent heat to my crotch, and his lips had me trembling in pleasure. Some points had me feeling ticklish, and I could have kicked him in the head were it not for his hands. 

A while later, he was close to my crotch. I trembled in pleasure, confused about wanting him to reach my crotch. I had no idea of what to expect, and that had me momentarily scared. However, Zane quickly switched to my other thigh.

"Zane!" I mewled in protest, and it shocked me. Did I really want his mouth there?

He continued with his ministrations, taking his time. A while later, he was soon facing my panties. I felt a cool breeze on my cunt, and it was then that I noticed my panties had been teleported. 

I wanted to close my legs, but Zane's hands blocked me from doing so.

"So beautiful, Emery," Zane commented. "You're so drenched for me. You are dripping wet. All this cream for me..." he trailed off, his breath huffing across my exposed pussy lips.

A finger found my pussy, and I cried out in pleasure. Zane trailed the finger along the lips of my cunt, and I found myself grinding into it. He, however, wouldn't allow it to pass past the opening of my cunt.

"Your clit is hard," he said. I was confused at first, but I stopped thinking when he started playing with the nub near my pussy. He rolled it with his fingers, and I felt like I was losing control of my body. I was breathing hard, trying to understand all the pleasure that I was feeling.

His finger soon left the nub. Zane turned me to lay on the island. He was still facing my crotch, and that had me blushing in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, Zane's mouth was on my pussy. I gasped at the sudden contact, wanting to pull away. However, his hands found my hips. He pinned me to the island, exploring my cunt with his mouth and tongue.

His tongue traced the lips of my pussy. Zane was groaning in appreciation as he did so, and I felt something wet collect at my cunt. His teeth gently pulled at the lips, and to my surprise, I bucked with a groan. 

It didn't take long for Zane's tongue to enter my pussy.

Groans and moans spilled out of me. I would have felt embarrassed were I not preoccupied with everything Zane was making me feel. I twisted on the island, feeling at first tickled before a lot of sensations kicked in.

Zane groaned as he lapped at my walls. That had me unintentionally bucking towards his face. My hands roamed behind me, trying to look for something to hold on to.

Zane didn't give me time; his teeth found the nub that was my clit, gently tugging it into his mouth. His tongue soon followed, rolling the nub and flicking it back and forth.The roughness of his tongue on my clit had me moaning. All the while, Zane was groaning into my pussy.

It all felt dirty and arousing at the same time. Zane's groans vibrated through my form, not helping with the heat I was feeling from his touch.

"Oh, Oh, Oh!" I started chanting once Zane started stabbing my walls with his tongue, lapping the cream and hitting the same pleasure spot he had discovered on the previous day.

It was hard for me to stay still. The wetness that was in my cunt was spilling on the kitchen island, marking my skin as it did so. Zane's tongue had me instinctively grinding into him. At one particular point, I had forgotten myself far enough to place my hands over his head. I tugged at his hair, making him groan as he continued to move his tongue in me.

"Zane... Zane..." I trailed off, earning another groan from him. He rubbed his face into my crotch. One of his fingers stretched out to flick my clit. He toyed with it hard, and the speed at which he was using to lap at my walls increased. I soon felt the walls of my cunt contract on his tongue.

"ZANE!" I screamed out while I arched my back. Tremors took hold of my form as my orgasm kicked in. It was strong enough to have me momentarily lose consciousness.

Zane groaned under me, licking up my cum. He continued to tongue me after my orgasm had ebbed.

"Zane," I called out, wanting him to stop because my pussy was starting to get sensitive. He slowly stopped, ending it with a slow kiss of the lips before his head tilted to look at me.

"You are so delicious, Emery," he said, making me blush.

Zane started kissing me up from my stomach. He kissed each of my pebbled nipples, startling me before finding my mouth again.

We kissed again, losing ourselves in the passion. It was weird at first because his mouth tasted... I couldn't describe it, but it was good. At that point, I decided it was my turn to please him.

My mouth left his, and I started leaving kissed across his neck. I wasn't so good with the teeth-on-the-neck thing. 

My hands raked across his muscular torso, and I mentally mewled at the tingles I felt when I touched his skin. I moved towards his torso, kissing his pecs. I thought about experimenting something, and so I kissed the nearest nipple.

"Emery," Zane groaned above me. I looked up, seeing his handsome face in the moonlight. Zane's lips had parted with his eyes closed, and that made me smile and more aroused. My mouth descended lower, turning my attention to his defined abs. I kissed each one, licking them with my tongue and probing the valleys in between.

Zane was breathing hard, and so his abs were clenching and relaxing before me. It was quite an erotic show for me that barely helped with the heat in between my legs.

I continued moving downwards, kissing his belly button and soon making my way to the defined V of his crotch. Zane's form shook at my touch.

Soon, I was staring at his erect cock. Precum was already oozing out of the slit, and it shone in the moonlight, indicating how it had reached his balls.

Zane was well-endowed. His dick was large and girthy as it stared at me. I was scared of it. Particularly, I was scared it would hurt if it were to enter my cunt and that I wouldn't be able to come on it.

Either way, the sight was mesmerizing, and so I moved my lips to capture the head.

"Emery!" Zane exclaimed above me, his head thrown back. I moaned on his cock, moving to take him further into my mouth. I stopped when the head was close to touching the back of my throat.

Zane's dick tasted... strange. The head itself was hot in my mouth, spilling some kind of salty liquid on my tongue. My lips were around his cock. It felt weird. 

More liquid was pouring into my mouth. I flicked my tongue, finding the slit of Zane's cock to take more of the liquid.

"No," Zane said, grabbing my head as he moved his cock out of me with a 'pop'. "I'm not going to spend in your mouth."

"But--" 

"I will show you on another day," he suggested, and that suited me.

I stood up to face him, and his lips quickly found mine. It was as if the electricity between us had not died down.

Zane grabbed my bare ass, having me wrap my legs around his waist. My nipples brushed against his bare chest, making me moan in his mouth.

"Zane--" I cut myself off with a moan when I felt his hard cock press against my pussy. The head was nudging at my clit, and his shaft was rubbing against my pussy lips.

"This is what you do to me, Emery," he said, bucking his hips hard into me a couple of times. Each time, his cock teased my opening and rubbed against my clit. Wetness had gathered on my cunt, and I felt some of it ooze onto Zane's shaft.

"Where's your bedroom?" he asked, kissing me on my neck. It was hard to concentrate, but I managed to teleport us onto my bed.

Zane gently lay me down. I looked up at him in the barely-lit room, the light from the moon showing his lower face and part of his torso.

"I'm going to take you, Emery. I'm going to make you come on my cock."

Zane's lips found mine. He had my mouth open, rubbing his tongue against mine. Meanwhile, the head of his cock was pressing against my entrance.

"Zane..." I trailed off in the kiss as his fingers found my nipple. He rolled and tugged it between them. His lips left mine to quickly tend to the nipple. He did the same to the other, and it had me moaning in pleasure.

It's okay, Emery. I've got you. He spoke in my mind. I opened my mouth, ready to tell him about my horrible first time when his cock slowly entered my pussy.

My mouth widened in shock. I found myself clenching my gut, involuntarily clutching the walls of my cunt around Zane's cock. The intrusion hurt a little, but it was overclouded by the feel of Zane on my form.

It was then that I realized he had not worn a condom.

"Zane!" I gasped in shock, not knowing whether to push him out or to encourage him to continue pushing his cock in me.

"Don't worry, Emery. I drank a pregnancy potion," he told me with a groan.

Pregnancy potion? Oh, yeah. The new invention Ashley had told me that was like a birth control pill, but for men. It was said to last a month.

Zane's groan made me shift my eyes to him. His cock was still in me, large as it was with its impressive girth. His dick had spread the walls of my pussy apart, and the heat radiating off it left me feeling dizzy with arousal. 

"I don't think I can- Ah!" I cut myself off with a gasp when he continued pushing his cock into me.

"Zane, I may not be able to orgasm!" I finally yelled, and embarrassment took hold of me. His lips soon found mine, capturing them in a heated kiss.

"With the attraction between us, you will come for me, Emery," Zane stated, pushing his whole dick into me. It didn't hurt, but it still had me arching towards him. "I will make sure you will spill on my dick, Emery."

"How sure are you?" I asked him with a breathy voice. Zane looked at me, and a smirk took over his features.

"I'm very sure. I mean, if you were able to come on my tongue, what makes you think you can't come on my dick?"

Zane's words had me silent in thought.

For a moment, we stood still in an embrace. Zane had moved his arms around me, and my front was pressed against his. His cock was still in my pussy, throbbing and thudding from his heartbeat. The difference in our body temperatures seemed to heighten my arousal. Zane's cock stirred inside me.

I found myself doubting my own words. Could Zane possibly force an orgasm out of me with his cock?

Wow. Never thought I would be having such thoughts, ever.

"You feel so good, Emery. It's like your pussy was made for my cock," he told me.  

Zane pushed his cock out at a slow rate. I felt every part of it,