So damned close.
And it was going to be spectacular.
He pulled away.
Good Lord, no.
I lifted my head to search for him and found him by the side of the bed, shoving down his jeans.
Okay, yes.
Jeans off, he straightened, and for the first time, the whole of him accosted my eyes.
Thick thighs. Boxed abs. And a cock that was exciting in length, but thrilling in girth stood proud from a thatch of thick, dark hair.
He reached to the nightstand and came back with a condom.
Watching him work it expertly on that beautiful dick drove me to my knees in the bed.
Watching me watch him drove him to doing something impossible.
Once the condom was on, he caught me tough at the back of my neck, his other hand gripped the back of a thigh, and he swung me through the air.
Naturally, and because I wanted to, when we collided, I curled my other leg around him, he curled the one he had hold of there, and with a luscious grunt from him, and a long, low whimper from me, he was inside.
Standing by the side of his bed, Dair had impaled me on his cock without even guiding it.
That was so fucking amazing, I almost came right then.
I’d be glad I didn’t.
He put a knee to the bed, then he was on me, and he was fucking me.
There was nothing gentle to it. Again, no lead up. He still had a grip on the back of my neck, one behind my knee, and he kept both to hold me steady as he pounded into me, his eyes locked to my face, the sound of our flesh slapping together mingling with his grunts of effort and my pants of pleasure filling the room.
Right, now I was going to come.
I grasped a hank of his hair, scored my nails down his back, and delighted in his grunted, “Fuck.”
And then he was pounding deeper, faster. Banging against my sensitized clit, he yanked my knee up, I pulled the other one high, and suddenly, every stroke inside slammed against something, and let me tell you, it was extraordinary.
“Honey,” I gasped, holding on tighter to his hair, sinking my nails into his lat, racing toward an orgasm.
“Ye got a beautiful, wet, tight cunt, baby,” he rumbled.
Oh God.
Was that the best compliment anyone had ever given me?
Yes.
Yes, as insane as it sounded, it so totally was.
I wanted this man to love my cunt.
I wanted this man to love everything about me.
“Dair, honey, yes!” I exclaimed, swinging my calves in and digging in with my heels as I raised my hips to meet his strokes and exploded.
