“You don’t,” I replied.
She rolled her eyes in that cute way of hers before she reached for the hem of my shirt. I lifted my arms, allowing her to undress me.
“Fuck,” I groaned when she reached inside of my jeans and began stroking my cock.
“I want you in my mouth,” she whispered.
I went completely still. I wanted nothing more than to watch her wrap that pretty fucking mouth around my cock, taking all of me. I stepped back from the bed to give her room.
She undid the button of my jeans and helped strip me out of them before. She guided me to sit on the edge of the bed. I leaned back on my hands to give her enough room. The ends of her braids brushed against my thighs, tickling them. But that sensation was nothing compared to the feeling when she rimmed the tip of my cock.
I gritted my teeth and tightened my fists into the bed, forcing myself to hold back.
Mia looked up at me at the same time she slid her mouth fully around me.
Holy shit.
My entire body heated all over. When her braids slipped in front of her face, obscuring my view, I wrapped my hand around them. I held her hair back while she bobbed her head against my dick, sending waves to rippling pleasure up and down my spine. Not once did she take her eyes off of me.
I was forced to break eye contact as I lifted my head and groaned when she ran her tongue along the vein of my cock, before covering it with her mouth again. Fuck, I’d honed my patience over the years, but I grew antsy. And I didn’t want to come in her mouth.
Before she could draw out my orgasm, I pulled free from that scandalous mouth of hers and tossed her on the bed. I quickly retrieved a condom from my wallet and covered my length before yanking her thighs to me. I removed her dress because I needed to see all of her.
And then I brought us together. We both sighed in delight. I thrust my hips forward while holding her waist firmly. When she jolted and screamed out, I knew I hit a particularly sensitive area. I hungrily watched how her tits bounced up and down with every push of my hips. When I hit her G-spot, Mia came apart in my arms yet again.
And still that wasn’t enough.
Before she could recover from her second orgasm, I flipped her over onto all fours.
“Arch your back for me, baby.”
I almost came at the way she beautifully arched her back, offering her backside to me. I reached down the length of her back and wrapped my hand in her braids again, pulling her head up to arch her back even more. When I slid inside of her once more, she groaned and cursed out her pleasure.
“Tell me what you want, Mia,” I ordered while pounding into her from behind.
“More,” she answered. “I want more, please.”
Fuck. Did she have to beg like that?
I increased my strokes, pounding into her viciously. There were times with other women I’d held back, not sure whether or not they could take all of me like this. Mia took it and wanted more.
I fucked her so hard that the entire bed began to shake as the headboard banged against the wall. But I didn’t give a shit about the bed or anything else—just the two of us. Mia screamed out, calling my name, which only spurred me on.
I tightened my hold on her waist and pushed in so deep that she and I became one. Over and over. I took and she gave, arching her back to the hilt, offering herself to me. Even as the bed rattled and shook, I paid it no attention.
Mia croaked out my name on a gasp right as her orgasm took over. Her pussy walls began milking me, and I couldn’t withhold any longer. I stroked her through both of our orgasms. I didn’t let up until the final spurts of my come jutted into the condom I wore.
Only then did I sigh before rolling over onto the bed, bringing her down with me.
“Oh my God,” she screeched as we fell against the bed, quickly followed by a loud thud against the wooden floor. The bed jostled and shook as it fell to the ground.
“We just broke the bed.” She stared at me, alarmed.
A brief moment passed before we both broke out into a fit of laughter.
“I can’t believe we did that,” Mia said in between gasps for air while wiping tears of laughter from her eyes.
“Believe it.” I chuckled while noting the not uneven placement of the bed. We laid at an angle with our legs higher than the rest of our bodies.
