Primal Impulse (Xtreme Edition) (16 page)

“Yeah, baby,” Steven said softly. “You’ll get your hot cum.”

Jena ran her tongue slowly up the length of his shaft. A hand closely followed behind gripping him firmly. Every second came a tight squeeze as she inched her way up.

Steven knew what his sexy baby was doing. She was coaxing out some of her precious juice. It turned her on. It turned him on.
So fucking hot!

Steven watched as Jena stopped at the head of his cock. Her tongue sat perched at the base of his head…waiting…waiting…waiting for its reward. She gave him one final hard squeeze. A drop of him rose from his engorged head.

For a long second Jena stared at it. It didn’t get any more intimate than this. This was a piece of her hot man. This was his juice of passion, an overflow of raw desire. This was lust rising from the cradle of his virility. This was liquid emotion that had seeped out of his soul. It was his energy, his essence, a taste of his raw sexuality. It was a morsel of the man she loved. It was so fucking intimate! So damn hot!

Jena raised her head as she ran her tongue over the tip. She gathered up her precious treasure. Her long tongue scooped it up. She closed her eyes as she savored him. She let his taste rock her soul.

Steven watched as she rose from the floor. She stood before him and opened her eyes. They locked into his. She moved in closer to him. There she was letting herself go. There she was expressing the flaming sexuality that possessed her. There she stood with her open mouth and outstretched tongue.

Steven looked into her hungry animal stare. He looked at the droplet of himself that rested at the end of her tongue—that oh-so-sexy, long tongue of hers. She cradled his juice like a trophy, cupping it at the end of her tongue. It glistened like the morning dew, a sweet piece of nature for her to devour.

Steven watched as she brought her face to his. Now her sexy tongue was right in front of his eyes. It was still cherishing his intimacy, holding it proudly for him to see. She watched him watch her.

Jena ever-so-slowly brought her lips down. She gently wrapped them around the end of her tongue. Then she sensually ran the tip of her tongue between them. Again she closed her eyes. Steven watched as her drop of heaven washed away into her lips. He watched her soak in her treasure of lust.

“Ohhh, ummm.” she groaned.

Steven watched as she slowly swallowed him down. The sight was almost too much to bear. She was so into it, so into
him
. It was so fucking sexy. It was incredibly sensual to see this amazing girl unleashing her sexuality. Her passion was limitless. She was born to make love. She was the epitome of sensuality, a showcase of pure, dripping wet sex.

“Ummm, that’s good,” said Jena in a voice that echoed desire. “You gonna give me some more—or am gonna have to suck it out? Huh, baby?”

Jena’s face revealed her true essence. The walls had tumbled down. Her black eyes of desire reflected the hunger within. The strand of hair dangling over her face was a symbol of total release. Nothing mattered now but the touch. All her worldly cares had floated away. There was nothing but a shiny surface that would be painted with pleasure. The colors of passion and lust would be splashed upon them. They would roll in the effulgence and let the gods have their way.

Jena and Steven would color each other in nature’s brilliance. They would create their own art that would sparkle through the night. They would make their private rainbow and follow it to the heavens. Then they would slide down the brilliance into the treasure below. A golden dream would usher them in with the lure of each other.

They would roll in their dream until the dream came true. They would coat each other with the moment, wallow in the now. They would feel every touch like a burning iron that branded their souls. They would take and give of each other until there was nothing left. They would leave nothing but the ashes of love and lust.

Steven took her in, this fantastic package of sensuality. Jena was incredibly beautiful. It wasn’t the in-your-face type of beauty that fooled so many. It wasn’t the result of some television-twisted programming that made women feel inadequate.

Jena’s beauty was completely natural. There was nothing skin deep about her. She didn’t need makeup, fancy clothes or any of those superficial cover-ups. Her beauty radiated from within. It was a sense-bending sensuality that surrounded her all the time. It was a hungry sexuality that covered her like a cloud. It was the beauty of her passionate soul shining through like the summer sun. It was a primal presence that made the blood run hot. It was his baby’s calling card of lust. And right now she was lusting after him.

Jena had him
so
turned on. Her little game or whatever it was had his heart racing. There was no predicting what she would do next. She was on fire.

“Well, baby,” said Jena as she knelt back down. “What’s it gonna be? Some more of this?”

Steven watched as Jena placed her tongue underneath the base of his swollen shaft. She took a long, slow lick that never seemed to end. The image of his incredibly sexy baby licking him was nearly unbearable. It was just so damn erotic. Jena really was pure sex.

“Do you like that, baby?” Her words conveyed her sensuality. “Does it feel good?”

Again she pressed her long silky tongue hard against it and slowly slid up to the top. She circled the head, swirling her tongue around it. Then she kissed it lightly with her lips.

“Ummm,” moaned Jena. “That’s my tasty baby. That’s my hard cock.”

Jena looked up at him. Once again he gazed into her presence. Her faint smile revealed a touch of playful wickedness. Her black eyes of desire reflected the hunger within. It was dark smoke rising from the raging fire of lust deep inside her soul. Her eyes pierced his flesh, heated his blood, soaked him with her fiery lust.

“Yeah,” she breathed as she placed her mouth back around him and took him in.

Jena was beyond sexy. There literally were no words that could express the passion that flowed from her. It was so sensual to see this incredible girl unleashing her sexuality. How he managed to become the lucky recipient of her sensual skills he didn’t know. All he knew was that he never wanted it to end. He wanted this forever.

Steven watched as she made love to his cock. Her eyes focused upon the treasure before her. She admired it, the hardness, the heat, the throbbing muscle of passion and lust. She swallowed up his beauty with her eyes.

Steven watched Jena breathe in his scent. She rubbed her face into him. He could feel her soft skin slide across his cock and balls. He watched as she gently lifted up his balls and wiped them clean with her tongue. She nibbled the base of his shaft. She was totally consumed. There was nothing else that existed but the hard cock before her.

Jena lost herself in him. It was her cock to devour and she did. Her velvety tongue raked over it in silky waves. Her lustrous lips nibbled away underneath the head. Her steamy breath swept around his shaft. It was an image from heaven. It was a picture of the exquisite fantasy that was Jena. It was a snapshot of carnal heat that was his baby.

Jena’s hot mouth hovered around his throbbing cock. Her tongue flicked away at the head. She teasingly stroked him with one hand. Her loose grip slid through the trail of wetness her tongue had left behind. The pleasure was indescribable. Her other hand gently squeezed his balls in a sensual massage. One finger slipped between the cheeks of his ass. She left nothing untouched.

Jena was giving her all to him. Mind, body and soul were united in her quest to pleasure him. The passion she exhumed was limitless. She was born for this. She was created to make love. She was built for pleasure. Jena was the epitome of all that was sensuous.

Chapter 23

J
ena gave him another long, slow, sensuous lick. She started by kissing his balls and eased her way up his shaft. When she got to the head she looked up at him. Her hungry eyes gazed into his. She licked under the head. She pressed her full lips under it and kissed it.

Jena stood. “Come to the bedroom, baby.”

“Not yet,” answered Steven. “I’ve gotta feel your skin right now.”

Steven quickly shed his clothes. He pulled Jena tight against him. He kissed her neck and ran his hands over her breasts.

Then he unzipped her jeans and slid them to her ankles. Jena stepped out of them. Steven slipped a hand beneath her panties and squeezed her ass. Then he pulled her underwear down and off. He flipped the pile of clothing with his foot as it scattered across the floor.

“Come here, baby.” Steven wrapped both arms around her. He tightly embraced her. He could feel the sexual energy flowing between them. This was the skin on skin he was craving. It was pore on pore. This was the oneness of love and lust. This was the fire of spirit and emotion. She seeped into him and him into her.

“I gotta kiss you.” Steven placed both hands around the back of her head. He took her into his mouth. Their tongues entwined as they were meant to be.

They were closer than close. They were one and the same. There was no he or she. There was no Steven or Jena. They were wrapped under one skin. They were one energy, one consciousness and one body. They were whole, complete, an eternal flame that would burn forever. They were each other.

Jena slipped a hand into the heat. She wrapped it tight around his cock. She slowly stroked him as their tongues danced to their private tune.

Steven reached around her and picked her up. Jena wrapped her legs around him. They continued their kiss as he carried her into the bedroom.

They fell into the bed together. Their hands ravished each other, needy for the touch. They fed off the fervor as they caressed one another. They drank in the lust of their passionate kiss.

Jena’s mouth moved down to his neck. She slid down his chest as her tongue took him in. She breathed in his scent. She tasted him in full as she moved to his stomach. She swirled her tongue around his navel and kissed it gently.

“Oh, baby, you taste so good,” she said. ‘Taste me too, baby—69 baby.”

Jena turned around facing the opposite direction. She then climbed on top of him. She took him into her mouth.

Steven looked at the beauty before him. Jena’s pussy glistened like a piece of heaven. She was straddling him. The heat from her core warmed his face. He raised his head and raked his tongue lightly across her open lips.

“Ohhh,” she moaned. “Oh baby.”

Steven grabbed her cheeks with both hands. He gently pried them apart and opened her up. There was her hot pussy waiting for him. It was an image that he burned into his memory. It was a priceless treasure.

Steven pushed himself against her. He ran his tongue over the length of her. She was flooded with the wetness of her raw desire. She tasted of heaven.

“Oh God,” groaned Jena. “Ohhh, ohhh, God.”

Jena let him slip deep into her throat. She was in her zone. Her hot man was licking her up as she took him in. All she wanted was his hard cock stuck down her throat while he pleasured her. It was raw and it was intimate. It was giving totally to each other.

Steven plunged his tongue deep inside her. He wanted more of her taste. He wanted to be smothered in her essence. He gathered up as much of her as possible. He coated his tongue and mouth with her hot pussy juice. Never had he been so into the taste of a woman. His senses ate her up. Jena was simply delicious.

“Ahhh, ummm,” moaned Jena. She wanted to tell him how good it felt, but she couldn’t. She didn’t want to release his hard cock from her mouth.

Jena could feel all the different sensations. She didn’t know exactly what Steven was doing, but she did know one thing.
It felt good!

It seemed that Steven’s tongue and lips were everywhere. Her pussy was tingling with pleasure inside and out. He still had her spread out with his hands. His fingers massaged her outer lips. He would dip his fingers inside her and bring out more wetness to spread over her.

Steven nibbled away on her sensitive clit. He would suck it, lick it and lap it up with his tongue. He would run his fingers lightly over the head. He would surround it with his sexy lips without touching it. Then he would breathe his steamy breath on it. Then he would start the whole sensual cycle again. It was a pleasure fest of licking, sucking, touching and caressing that was sending her over the top.

Jena pushed down upon his cock. He was now all the way in her. Every inch of him was down her throat. She closed her lips around the base of his shaft. His hot muscle filled her.

Jena lingered in the intimacy for a moment. She could read Steven’s mind. She knew he was thinking the same thoughts. They were lost in each other, in the comfort and trust. They wanted to totally consume each other. They wanted to eat each other up. They were taking and giving of each other every drop of themselves.

They were free to be. They opened their bodies for the other to do as they pleased. They were rolling in the sweat and the salt and juices of each other. They were sucking the lust from the other, body and soul. They were swallowing the sensuality of this incredibly erotic moment. It was a raw and intimate piece of each other.