“Where do you think you’re going?” I murmured against her ear when she tried to get up.
“Mmm...”
My cock, which was always halfway erect whenever she was around anyway, sprung fully alive.
“Let me up. I have to pee.”
God, she sounded sexy as fuck with her voice hoarse from the way she’d screamed for me the night before.
“What are you doing?” she asked as I rolled over onto my back, bringing her with me. I positioned her so that she lay on top of me, her back to my chest. If she were to sit up, she’d be in the perfect reverse cowgirl, but I kept my arm braced around her midsection, holding her to me.
I lifted my head and pressed a kiss to her temple. “Not yet.”
“Don, I have togo,”she moaned before falling breathless when I spread her legs and raised my hips. Seamlessly, I entered her with one sharp thrust.
Her sudden intake of air caused every vein in my body to pulse anew. Any remaining vestiges of sleepiness were shaken off by being inside her.
“I have to use the bathroom,” she panted, arching her back but spreading her legs wider.
I angled my head to press another kiss to the side of her face and moved my hands up her belly until I reached her breasts. I cupped them in both hands, pinching her nipples.
She jolted and groaned.
I plucked and played with her nipples, savoring the joy of having her entire weight resting on me, relying on me to bring her to the edge.
“It’ll be so much better if you wait, baby. Promise,” I said and shifted so that I could give her a full kiss.
As we kissed, I raised my hips over and over from the bed.
Her shrill yells and pleas encouraged me. When she reached back to hold onto the wooden bars of her headboard, I pinched her nipples even harder.
“You feel so fucking good, baby,” I growled. “Whose pussy is this?”
“Shit, Don! Yours!” she yelled.
I almost busted my nut right then and there, but I held on, riding her into oblivion. When I let go of her breasts, Jocelyn took advantage and sat up straight, presenting me with her backside.
“Fuck,” I grunted as she ground her hips against me over and over.
I clasped onto her waist from behind, riding from the bottom.
“Oh God,” she yelled, her face pointed toward the ceiling.
“You’re so damned perfect,” I managed to get out before I unloaded. It was a good thing I’d managed to slip a condom on.
Or was it?
That question popped into my head the moment my senses started to come back to me.
“You should go to the bathroom now. You’ll enjoy it more.”
She eyed me with a half-frazzled, half-curious face.
I smirked as she lifted from me, stumbling slightly. I fought to keep myself from grabbing her ass again and yanking her to the bed for one more round. To hell with it if she ended up urinating while I was balls deep inside her.
She threw on one of the T-shirts I kept at her place before heading toward the bathroom. Seeing her in my clothes made my dick stand again.
Folding my arms under my head, I stared up at the ceiling with the sappiest grin on my fucking. Yeah, I was utterly in love. Hell, I was thinking crazy shit about her bodily fluids.
