Grabbing her hips, I spin her around and bend her chest toward the brickwork, my length pulsing when she automatically flattens her palms against the wall.
She rolls her hips, angling her pussy closer to my face, and I groan at the sight.
Taking my time, I glide my palms along her silky-smooth thighs, stopping when my thumbs reach her thong, massaging the skin beside her folds.
She bucks her hips, a soft hiss escaping her. “God, Mason. I really need you to touch me. Please.”
“With pleasure.” Though I’m not in too much of a rush. No one ever comes down here, but if they did, I’d hear them before they saw us, and the thought of that only adds to the fun.
I wait until she’s shaking with need before moving her panties to the side and spreading her pussy, running my tongue through her heat.Finallytasting her. And… “Fuck me,” I growl against her clit. “I knew you’d taste good, but this… You just became my new favourite meal.”Among other favourites.
She mewls and I lick her again, swirling around her bud while the pad of my thumb lightly brushes her entrance. “Oh, God.” She jolts backward, rubbing her pussy against my face, and a groan rips from my throat. Her arousal coats my mouth, and my cock twitches, begging for release.
As her breathing picks up, I nibble her clit and push a finger inside her. Her walls tighten and she shakes, straightening up, her body jolting when I refuse to release her, curling my finger instead.
“Oh, God. Yes.” She melts into me before pulling away again, shaking her head.
“What are you doing?”
“I need you inside me, Mason. I want you to fuck me.”
“Christ, Jenna.”
Palming her ass cheeks, I give her a squeeze and nibble along the flesh, reminding her I have the power while preparing myself to do exactly as she asked.
After one last flick of her clit, I stand tall and rustle around in my wallet, grabbing a condom, lowering my jeans to settle below my ass.
Sheathing myself, I drag her backward again and pump my cock, lining up with her entrance.
Jenna sucks the tip of her thumb, glancing seductively over her shoulder, and I almost come in my hands. “I like when you get a little rough.”
“Jesus, fuck.”
I push into her, burying my cock before it’s too late, grunting when she moans, “Yes, Mase. Fill me.”
“Fuuuck.” Curling my fingers through hers, I lift her hands above her head, crowding her in as I bite down on her shoulder, stifling my groans.
Her head falls back and she cries out, rocking against me, meeting my fervour as I pound into her.
“Fuck, you take me so good,” I whisper into her hair and her body spasms, a high-pitched mewl escaping from her lips.
“More. Harder.”
“Fuck, yes.”
I jolt into her, pumping harder, my balls tight as my release builds. She cries out again, turning her head to face me, her expression full of the passion I feel. I capture her mouth in a messy kiss, but the moment our lips touch, a fire ignites in my chest and my heart clenches.
Her body quivers as I slow down my rhythm. Our tongues explore as I rock into her, my muscles tensing when she sucks me in, her pussy tightening around me.
She’s close and I’m barely seconds behind her.
Releasing one hand, I curl it around to her pussy and roll her clit, grunting against her neck. “Yes, Mase. God, yes. Again.”
I pump faster, my cock pulsing as I slam into her, rubbing her clit until she stifles a scream. Her orgasm hits and she bites down on her arm, her pussy constricting, pulling me over the edge.
“Fuuck, Jenna. Yes.” My entire body tingles as my release consumes me, my movement slowing as we both struggle to catch our breath.
Grabbing her chin, I force her to face me and steal another kiss, sucking her lip into my mouth, groaning when a soft whimper escapes her.
