She runs her fingers through my hair, pulling me close.
As her hands trail down my body to the hem, sparks run across my skin.
She pulls the shirt off and reaches for my sweats, shoving them down.
My cock aches as she wraps her hand around it, stroking slowly as her mouth finds mine again.
I groan, rocking my hips and pumping into her hand.
My fingers slide into the waist of her shorts and the thong underneath. I pull them off her, hands trailing back up her legs.
Her pussy is soaking wet.
I dip two fingers into her, aching as her inner walls clamp down around me hard. “Fuck, you’ve been wanting this. But you’re not going to come from just a little touch, are you?”
“Don’t fucking tease me right now. I’m still so fucking mad at you.”
“You’re already so wet.” I pull her earlobe between my teeth, tracing my tongue down to her breast.
She leans back, giving me a better angle as I slam my fingers deep inside her, pressing them against her inner walls, massaging her with each thrust until she starts to shake.
I bite down on her nipple and press against her clit at the same time, and she comes apart on my hand.
I keep thrusting, the sound of her squirting filling the room, my hand soaked. “Fuck, Jade. That is so fucking sexy.”
As I crouch in front of her, I drag her legs over my shoulders, burying my face in her pussy.
My tongue slides along her slick folds as I lick the cum from her skin, savoring the taste.
She grinds against me.
I moan into her, sucking on her clit.
“I need you,” she says, her voice breathy.
I don’t need to be told twice. I feel like I’m going to burst if I don’t bury myself in her.
When I stand, she shifts as close to the edge of the counter as she can get.
As I grip my cock, inching it into her, she holds on tight to the edge of the counter, leaning back and giving me a deeper angle.
Her pussy is tight around me, milking my cock as I pace myself, each thrust slow and deep.
She lets go of the counter to claw at my skin.
Her nails rake grooves down my shoulders as I rock faster into her.
My balls pull tight as she starts to quake again.
The scratching stops as she lets out a moan that sends what little blood I have left in my body straight to my cock.
I nip her jaw. “Come for me. I want you to come all over my cock. Be a good girl and soak me again.”
Lust has her eyelids heavy, her breathing fast, her body shaking.
She rocks with me, her legs loosely around my waist like she’s trying not to hurt me.
I brace myself against the counter, slamming into her harder.
