Waiting.
I sit, feeling the soft mattress dip beneath me with my weight, my hard cock bobbing against my lower stomach, mytip brushing somewhere above my belly button, smearing sticky pre-cum into my skin.
Wrapping my palm, which is much more calloused and rough compared to the feel of Giselle’s butter soft skin touching me that I’ve become accustomed too, around the base, I allow myself a quick squeeze, dulling the edge of ecstasy crawling up my spine ever so slightly.
Giselle’s tongue peeks out as she watches me fist my cock, wetting her lips.
She looks like she wants to eat me alive.
Good.
Because the feeling is very much mutual.
I enjoy the sight of her flushed cheeks, the pretty crimson tiptoeing its way down her neck, across her collarbones, to her chest, while cupping my aching balls, resisting the urge to buck up into my hand.
“Sit back, Gee. Let me see those tits.”
She does as I ask without question, falling back onto her knees, propping her tits up high, as on offering, with her hands.
Good girl.
Another twist of my hand around my length and I know I need to stop. If I don’t, I’m going to be emptying my load into my hand and that’s nowhere near as good as the feel of Giselle’s warm, wet walls stretching to make me fit, clenching down on me so tightly I swear my eyes cross.
Loosening my grip, I pat the bed beside me, unable to wait a second longer to be inside her.
“Up you get. On your back so I can see your pretty face while I fuck you.”
The mattress dips further when Giselle crawls onto my lap, grazing her hot core over my cock and sucking my tongue into her mouth before she leaves me hanging for a second time, moving higher up the bed to rest her head on a pillow.
“Tease,” I growl, mind growing hazy with desire.
Following Giselle onto the bed, I drape my body over hers, catching myself on my forearms before I crush her.
I dot open mouthed kisses onto every inch of supple skin I can reach, bending my head to take her right nipple between my teeth and bite down.
The hiss of pain Giselle makes sounds like a feral wild cat.
It’s okay though, even though she bites, I’ve tamed her.
“Open your legs.”
Grinning at me, Giselle shifts to cradle me between her thighs, the wet folds of her grazing my Adonis belt.
“Do you need prepping?”
Giselle shakes her head.
“Are you wet enough to take me?”
“Uh huh.”
I slide two thick fingers between Gee’s thighs just to double check, finding her swollen and slick. Smearing her wetness up to her clit, I pass her with the pad of my thumb once, twice, three times, before pulling away.
Keeping eye contact, I hold my fingers up to the light, spreading my middle and ring finger apart and watching the silver string of Giselle’s desire stretch and glisten. Before it can break, I wrap my tongue around my digits, sucking the sweet taste of her from my flesh.
I reach forward to grab a condom from her bedside drawer, stopping only when Gee wraps her small hand around my wrist and shakes her head slowly.
Her upper teeth sink into her plush bottom lip. “Remember that surprise I was telling you about?”
