I placed a soft kiss on her mound and moved up, so my dick lined up with her opening. Her gaze was on my face as I leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I groaned when I breached her opening.
I broke the kiss and looked down to watch my dick go in and out of her.
“You should see how good this looks,” I told her. My dick was white from all her gushy ass cream. “I like the way you taking this dick, baby.”
She moved her hands to my lower back and pushed me deeper into her.
“You want me deeper?”
“Yes.” She moaned.
I pushed myself until I had nowhere else to go.
“I don’t know how much longer I can hold out, River. This pussy got my dick in a death grip.”
“I’m cumming.” Her nails scratched my back, and it felt too damn good.
“I’m cumming, too. Fuck!” I slammed into her, then pulled out and nutted on her stomach.
We were a little reckless by not using a condom, but I wasn’t going to use one in the future either. We would have to discuss birth control or something. The next time I felt her, I wanted to cum inside of her. I wanted to leave my mark.
“You okay?” I asked her when I finally lay next to her.
“Yes. I’m sleepy.” She giggled, then yawned. “I have to use the bathroom first.”
“Go for it. It’s some washcloths in the cabinet if you need one,” I told her. At first, I was going to clean her up, but since she was already going to the bathroom, I’d let her handle it.
While she was in the bathroom, I pulled the covers back so we could go to sleep when she came out. That pussy had me ready to knock out.
The next morning, I woke up to the smell of bacon. I wasn’t expecting River to cook breakfast, but I wasn’t mad about it. After I stretched, I got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
Once I relieved myself, washed my hands, and brushed my teeth, I headed downstairs.
Following the smell, I entered the kitchen to find River at the stove with one of my shirts on, and music playing from the speaker I kept on the counter.
She was so engrossed in the music that she didn’t even feel me approach her until I wrapped my hands around her waist and swayed to the beat with her.
“Coye, you scared me.” She giggled as I kissed the side of her neck.
“I put it down like that, you had to make me breakfast,” I teased as I placed one last kiss on her neck. I kept my arms around her as she flipped the bacon.
“No. I wasn’t trying to drink a protein shake for breakfast. How do you like your eggs?”
I released her from my hold and moved to stand on the side of her. Her cheeks were turning colors from her trying to hold her laugh in.
“We’re not going to skip over that first remark, but I like my eggs scrambled with cheese. And protein shakes are good.”
“For you, but I like to eat.” She moved her hands down her body.
“Shit, I like to eat, too, especially your pussy.” I kissed her cheek. “Thanks for making breakfast, for real. I would have if I had gotten up first. That pussy had some melatonin in it. I didn’t even work out or anything this morning.”
When the eggs were done, she split them between the two of us and put them on the plates that were on the counter.
“You’re welcome for breakfast,” she said as she passed me one of the plates.
“I like how you ignored the rest of what I said. You want coffee or anything? I have apple and orange juice.”
She picked up her plate and walked over to the table. “Orange juice is fine.”
