Panting and swearing, he rolled them both over, so that she straddled him once more. “Erin, baby, please. I’m so hard it hurts.”
She felt no pity, wanting him to be on edge, needing her the way she needed him. “I love sucking you,” she whispered against his lips as she went in for another kiss. She found her sweet spot, riding her clit over his hard shaft, loving how wet he made her, how her touch stimulated him.
“Fuck. Cupcake, I’m gonna come, and I want to come inside you,” he groaned.
She continued to move, so slowly, over him. “You’re so big. You fill me up so good,” she said and licked his ear.
He shot up so hard he nearly unseated her.
She chuckled.
“Did I say you were nice? You’re evil, making me want you so much.” He tilted his head so she could suck his neck. “So fuckin’ hot. I need you, Erin. Need to be in you.”
She figured he’d had enough, and so had she. Time for the first of many orgasms.
Erin rose on her knees and reached for him. He palmed her breasts, his gaze on her hand around his slick cock.
“You’re so wet,” he moaned as she lowered herself. “Come on. All of me. Take me,” he growled.
She kept sliding down, watching his beautiful face as he cried out, the sexual agony impossible to resist. She sat fully on him and leaned back, the position making him feel that much bigger.
“Yes, you feel amazing inside me.”
“Move, Erin. Up and down, baby. Come around me.”
She watched him watch her while she did all the work, lifting up and falling back down, her body so tight around him. They matched, a perfect fit, was all she could think as she took him.
“Come,” he said again. “Touch yourself while you fuck me. I want that pussy so tight when I fill it up.”
Oh, the dirty talk, it kept getting better. Hotter. He continued, whispering filthy things as she moved faster, unable to help herself as she rubbed the sensitive flesh between her legs, the combination of her hand and his cock an impossible temptation.
“I’m coming,” she shouted as she let go, her orgasm stealing her breath.
“Yes,” he hissed and shoved up so hard into her she shattered all over again. He gripped her hips and continued to thrust, his climax so strong the bed shook.
When she could see straight again, she slumped over him and felt him stroke her back.
The sex had been powerful and erotic. But this, the after, she loved this so much. Smith cared in every touch and taste, and he showed it in so many ways.
“Erin, I want to ask you something. You can say no.”
She tried to push herself up to see his face, but he kept his hand on her back, and she didn’t have the energy to struggle. “What’s that? Mmm. I love the way you touch me.”
He chuckled, and the rumble in his chest vibrated. “You’re like a kitten purring on top of me. With the hottest little pussy.
She felt herself blush. “You had to say the p-word.”
“Pussy? Better than the C word right?”
“Cock?”
“Cunt,” he said and slid his hands down to pull her tighter against him. He’d started to soften inside her, but she could still feel him there. “As in, I want to fill up Erin’s hot, wet cunt. Then lick her until she screams and do it all over again.”
“Smith.”
He laughed and groaned. “Damn. I’m falling out. Let’s hit the shower.”
She let him carry her into the tub, which was way too small for them both to sit in, though she’d have killed to take a bath with him. Tub sex was next on her list.
