Jessamine opens her legs further and rocks her hips to meet my fingers. Her head falls back as she focuses on chasing the high my fingers are promising her. I study the feel of her and concentrate on the things that make her breath catch.
“Yes, baby. Just like that. Show me what makes you cum.”
Feeling her walls clench me while hearing her moans and the wet noises my fingers make in her pussy, has me achingly hard.
Jessamine breaks apart and there is something so sexy and intimate about witnessing it under the stars as the firelight makes her glow. I’ve teased us long enough. I feel her eyes on me as I strip out of my underwear and retrieve a condom from my bag. While sex wasn’t my expectation when I invited her out with me, I packed to be ready for all outcomes. I’m so glad I did because I would have beat myself up over such a missed opportunity. It’s possible that Jessamine brought her own set of condoms, but those wouldn’t have fit. I won’t act like I have the world’s biggest dick but I’m not a standard fit.
I settle between her legs once more while opening a condom, Jessamine stares at my dick that is happily greeting her. I watch for a reaction as I slide it into place. Feeling a semi-erection and seeing me fully erect are two different things.
It hasn’t happened often, but some women have either changed their mind or put on a brave face and proceeded with caution.
Jessamine, however, sits up and pulls me into the kind of kiss that has me feeling like a giddy teen who just won over his crush. I am happy that her passion for me hasn’t changed. I tell my anxiety to shut the hell up as she pulls me down on top of her. She arches her hips in a silent order that demands I stop delaying.
Reaching between us, I line myself up and press into her slowly, retreat a little, and then press forward to feed her another inch. She grips me so damn well but I concentrate on not cuming until I give her all of me.
Her walls pulse around me, massaging me in the most titillating way possible as I breathe deep to calm myself down.
“Are you okay?” I ask, once I remember to check in with her.
Jessamine’s hands find their way into my hair and the near possessive way she holds the back of my head guarantees I’ll be obsessed with her.
“More than okay,” she whispers with her lips near my ear.
Her words are breathy like I’m giving her ultimate pleasure although I haven’t moved yet. I shift slightly, intent on giving her body time to adjust and am surprised to feel her walls convulsing on me as her body shivers.
“Fuck,” she moans as she cums.
My surprise turns into amusement. “And here I thought I’d be the one to cum too fast.”
She doesn’t respond immediately as she rides out the wave.
“That is the beauty of women, you can keep going.”
“Touche. Let me know if I go too deep.”
She giggles like it’s impossible but I have received an entire lecture from a past lover about bumping her cervix.Fuck.She’s even wetter and it feels so damn good as I begin pumping in and out. I watch her intently for unspoken signs of discomfort but pure bliss is all I can see in the fire light. I relax a little, pushing past some of the limitations I’ve been given in the past only to increase her pleasure.
Her ability to handle me is the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced. My senses are all attuned to this moment. The feel of our bodies rubbing together, the sound of her wetness accepting every thrust, her soft sighs, scent of fire and her aroused body. Everything heightens this experience for me.
With one hand, I lace our fingers together and pin it above her head. She wraps her legs around me, continuing to encourage me to keep going. Pleasure floods my body.
“So fucking good,” I rasp. “Very good, baby. You take my dick so well.” I run my tongue up the side of her neck then nip at her jaw. “I’m so fucking proud of you.”
Her only response is to whimper while she shudders a little. The nails of her free hand dig into my shoulder. I swivel my hips slightly to test a different sensation and am quickly rewarded.
“Cole!” Jessamine cries out. “It’s like I feel you everywhere.”
I nip and suck on her neck, not caring if I’m leaving a mark. “Tell me if it’s too much.”
Her head falls back as she grinds against me. “It’s perfect.”
I feel as if part of me just fell for her. “Good. That’s all I want.”
“What?”
“To make you feel good.”
I run a hand along her hip, squeezing it as I grind into her. My movements become jerky as I’m getting closer to my own release. I’m torn between wanting to be inside of her all night and needing the release. My desire for her makes me feel high of the rush I’m getting from this moment.
