My mouth waters.
“I caught a glimpse of your beauty the other day, but seeing you naked…” I shake my head. “Your stunning body renders me stupid.”
She beams.
I take my time drinking her in, unrushed.
“I’m sure it’s a cardinal sin not to fuck your fake wife in a bed covered with smooth Egyptian cotton sheets on your wedding day, but if we lie down, we’re likely to never go back downstairs. Not to mention, sporting freshly fucked hair, is wrong on so many levels.”
“So, so wrong.” I love how she’s willing to play along.
“You’re okay with a fast and furious ride?”
“Yes.” She licks her lips in anticipation.
Such beautiful submission.
My lips find hers and my tongue delves in.
She digs her fingers into my hair, and pushes her mouth onto mine, losing herself to the kiss.
I kiss her with hunger as my tongue forces her lips apart.
Fuck, kissing her might be my new favorite pastime.
After a few long passionate seconds, I pull away from her.
“I want you to come on my face, my cock, and my fingers, but we don’t have the luxury of time.”
My words shock her.
“Your mouth should come with a warning.”
“Oh, kitten, I’ve been tame so far.” My voice is deep and coated with lust.
“I’m scared of what you’re like when you’re unleashed.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll soon find out.” I lift her in my arms.
She circles her legs around my waist and snakes her arms around my neck.
I take a few steps until her back hits a wall.
I position her body right over my cock and groan at the unexpected wetness.
She gasps.
I’m unprepared for this mind-blowing sensation. I don’t even play with a woman’s pussy until I’m all wrapped up.
I might die before the cake cutting.
I slide my cock inside her pussy.
She’s dripping.
“Jesus, kitten, you’re so tight.”
“Oh, God, you’re huge.”
