Her hand quickly grabs my cock and she strokes. As I watch this, my eyes shift to her exposed black panties, and I bite my bottom lip.
The temptation is far too strong to ignore, and my hand raises up, allowing one of my fingers to slip behind the lace, and I immediately feel how wet she is.
It’s an insane thought that even after barely doing anything, her body reacts to me like this. Her hips grind slowly against my touch, causing friction against her clit, and she exhales roughly.
By now, my slightly hard penis is a full-fledged erection. At first, I just wanted to be there for her, but now, I need her.
It’s unbelievable how little she has to do to get me to this point of no return. Every thought or worry I once had coming here tonight vanishes the moment I see the pleasure erupting on her face just from one of my fingers.
She continues to stroke my cock as she simultaneously grinds on my hand. Our breathing picks up pace, and I want nothing more than to feel her sliding down my shaft, taking it all in. Removing my finger quickly, I grip her hips and lift her while pulling her closer to me.
Lizzy smirks deviously and grips the back of the couch once more before slowly lowering herself onto my cock with ease as she is practically dripping by this point. Her head falls back as she gasps into the silence that surrounds us.
I can still see something is bothering her, even through all the pleasure, but it’s only creating a fiery tension between us. Not quite angry, but just as charged as she lifts again before slamming down with force.
My hands remain on her hips to help us both match each other’s pace, both not wanting to rush, but needing that roughness.
Her mouth opens as she moans, and her eyes meet mine once more, sending a delicious shiver down my spine.
One of my favorite things is when she looks me directly in the eyes. I can see just how much she enjoys everything I do.
It may be a smidge self-centered, but I like to know how I’m doing. It’s nice to get the silent feedback from her.
She begins bouncing faster while her hips simultaneously grind, causing the perfect amount of friction against her clit and my shaft. I raise myself slightly off the cushion to expand the length she can take in, but I have an even better idea.
“Get on the couch,” I demand. “Face the back and lean over.” As she shifts off of me and rests her knees on the cushion, slightly leaning over the back of the couch, I rest one knee behind her and line myself up once more before entering her again.
She whimpers softly, and a groan slips from my mouth as I grab her hips from behind and completely bury all my length into her. If she needs me in this way, I’m going to give it my all to make sure she feels good when we are done.
Her head bounces in the air with every thrust, and my fingers dig harder into her hips, keeping my own balance steady.
“Fuck,” she calls out breathily. “Just like that.” With her clear directions, I keep my pace as I continue to thrust in and out ofher. With how she is tightening around my cock, I can tell she’s not far off from exploding around me.
I want nothing more than to make her feel good in general, but today, it’s more than that. She needs this distraction. I just wish she would talk to me.
It’s hard to get my mind off it, even with this delicious distraction in front of me. Shaking the distracting thoughts away, I move my hands from her hips further around to find her clit. If I’m going to do this, I’m going to do this right.
I need to feel her come undone. The second I begin massaging her clit, her head comes up and she whimpers. She rests back against me as I stimulate every part of her. This gives me the perfect view of her expression.
Her eyes are closed, and her mouth is slightly open as her breathing is erratic.
“Come for me,” I whisper into her ear, and her hips begin rocking against my movements. Her moans fill me up as a few of my own seep out.
Before I can even feel the warning signs, I grab onto her hips once more. “Fuck,” I groan as I unexpectedly pump into her.
I wasn’t intending on finishing before her, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to stop.
Quickly, I flip her over, now having her lie on her back as I dip down and shove two fingers deep into her.
She gasps as her eyes close, but I’m not finished yet. My tongue soon finds her clit and I begin to flick lightly across it.
Even if it takes all night, I’m not leaving until she is dripping.
Her hips begin to press against my thrusting fingers and her hands dig into my hair, gripping hard as her legs separate a little more.
“Just like that,” she cries, and I keep my pace, listening to her moans grow louder and faster. “Jon!” she hollers, and as I feel her pulsating on my fingers, her hips fall back down to the couch, and her body goes limp as she catches her breath.
She sits up on the couch, and I take the seat beside her. She looks at me with a smile, but I can see right through it.
