Her eyes lock on to mine, and I watch her pupils dilate as she finishes her sentence. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen.”
And then she strikes, her lips colliding with mine. Ecstasy floods my system, and my fingertips dig into her hips, my tongue stroking the seam of her lips.
“Fuck,” I grunt into her mouth, pushing her ass down at the same time I grind upward.
I’ll never tire of her. Of her presence, her touch, her kiss, her whimpers and moans. I want them all on a loop for the rest of our lives.
I nip at her bottom lip, and she rolls her hips into me in approval, softly moaning into my mouth.
She has no idea the absolute power she has over me, capable of bending me to her will with the snap of her fingers.
Parting her lips with my tongue, I swipe it across hers, deepening our kiss as she opens up, letting me devour her. Kiss after kiss, I become helpless to Lainey Bradford, owned completely.
Her skin’s so soft as I slip my fingers beneath the hem of her shirt, inching them higher on her waist. I brush the bottom of her bra, cupping her breasts gently and swiping my thumb across her hardened nipples protruding through the thin fabric.
Lifting her arms in the air, I tug the shirt up, pulling it carefully over her head and setting it on the chair beside us. Her mouth finds mine again, her center grinding against my cock as I reach around her and undo her bra.
She shimmies her shoulders, and I rip it off, freeing her perky tits. My palms find them instantly, kneading and massaging them.
“You’re so fucking perfect, baby.” I grind my words through my teeth, my dick straining against the confines of my jeans.
Snaking one hand around her back, I fist her hair and pull gently, just enough to tip her head back and trail my kiss down her neck. Across her collarbone and further down until I suck her nipple between my lips.
“Jensen,” she moans, and I buck my hips into her. “I want you so badly.”
She doesn’t have to tell me twice.
“Right here. Right in front of this view.”
Her eyes widen slightly as she looks down at me, excitement and nervousness in her eyes. But she doesn’t back down from the challenge.
Standing down off the chair, she wiggles her pants down as I undo my jeans, lifting my hips and kicking them off my legs, including the boxers, doing my best with only full use of one leg.
Wrapping my hand around my cock, I pump it slowly as she steps forward and drops to her knees before me.
“You don’t have to do that if you don’t want?—”
Her eyes darken. “Trust me, I want to.”
Raising my hands in defeat, I widen my legs as she positions her elbows over my thighs, taking my shaft with her hand.
The point of her tongue flicks against my tip, and my eyes roll back into my head. Her mouth stretches over the top, straining the corners of her lips as she takes me deeper down her throat.
“Fuck,” I groan slowly, my cock pulsing with need.
Her fingers trail down my shaft, cupping my balls and massaging gently. Oh my God, if she stays like this, her tongue working me over, I’m not going to last much longer, and I still need to bury myself in her pussy before this is done.
Leaning forward, I cup her face and pull her head up, freeing my dick from her plump lips. “Turn around and sit on it. Watch that pretty sunset while I fuck you.”
She swallows hard, and I pull her face to mine, kissing her tenderly and firmly. We get lost in each other, stealing the air from the other’s lungs as we push and pull for control.
Eventually, she pulls away and bends over, soaking my cock once more before facing the window and lowering her hips. Gripping my shaft, I line us up, and she slowly sinks down on my length.
Fuck, she’s struggling to take me, her tightness spotting my vision.
“You’re so big,” she gasps, pausing for a moment to adjust.
Slipping my hand around her hip, I find her clit with my fingers and circle it, feeling her pussy loosen with every massage.
