He arches one back. “Is my girlfriend telling me she wants me to fuck her bareback?”
I respond with an enthusiastic nod. “I want to feel you inside me.”
“You know what that means?”
“We’re about to have hot sex?”
He shakes his head. “Such an eager little slut.”
I grin from ear to ear.
“It means I’m the only cock allowed to fuck you.”
“I wouldn’t have it––” Then, it hits me. His ex-wife cheated on him. “I might’ve only had hookups, but I’ve always been the fool who was faithful.”
“You’re no fool, Harley.”
His words tug at my heart. “As for you, big Daddy, you fuck me so well, I’d be an idiot to want any other cock.”
He rewards me with a magnificent smile. “My girl gets off on scenes from porn on paper.”
“Hey, show my books the respect they deserve. It’s called smut.”
He winks, and I almost melt in a puddle of lust.
“Open wide.”
He doesn’t have to ask twice.
He stuffs my panties into my mouth and disappears from view.
Let the dirty begin.
He snakes an arm around my waist, his chest resting on my back. “Ready for my cock?” His words send anticipation spreading through my body like embers igniting a fire.
I nod.
“Hold on tight.”
The edge in his voice suggests I do just that.
The searing heat of his tip glides up and down my pussy lips.
I moan when he catches my clit.
My fingers tighten around the rail and I tilt my hips back, lost to ecstasy.
He takes pleasure in teasing me, nudging the crown of his cock at my entrance, without giving me what I want.
He does that over, and over, and over again, gliding from my hole to my clit.
Each time the tip of his cock makes contact with my clit, sparks fly and I let out a strangled sound.
I so want him inside me. I groan and wiggle my ass in the hopes of enticing him.
He lets out a dark chuckle.
On the heel of a grunt, Kaz invades me, his thick girth stretching my pussy so nicely.
