I grunt again.
She sinks, and her ass meets my thighs.
I groan. She's all the way on. All the way fucking down.
"Fuck." Her voice is thready, almost a whimper.
"Are you okay?"
She nods.
"Does it hurt?"
She shakes her head.
"Does it feel good?" I whisper in her ear.
Her mouth opens. Closes.
"Good," she breathes.
"Fuck me, Elena," I order quietly.
She swallows, and her muscles clench.
"Fuck me," I say again, more demanding.
She starts to move. Slowly.
Water splashes around us, over the sides.
I try to be still. I'm barely hanging on.
She rocks and then lifts and sinks.
It's too much.
She moves again, and this time she gasps.
That's it. That's the moment.
I hold her still, lift her, and drop her back down on my dick.
"Yes," she gasps.
"Is that what you want?" I ask.
"More," she whispers.
I give it to her. Lift her and drop her.
She pants. Her tits bounce enticingly, so I dip my head and take her nipple between my lips.
She gasps, and her hips start to move faster.
I suck.
Her hands slide into my hair and hold me against her.
