“I want to come on your tits.” My breath begins to heave, cock so fucking hard that I’m pulsing in her hand.
“You’re tense, Mr. Kincaid.” Her voice is sultry, teasing.
I shudder. “Fuck, it’s been a long time.”
It’s worse when she squirms under the attention I pay her breasts, slow and explorative, testing the way she reacts to every little touch.
Pleasure surges, and I grab the base, making the head of my cock tap against her sternum.
Drew watches me under hooded lashes, like she’s completely invested in making me come.
I tip past that edge, and I swear my vision goes white as I try to control the spray of my cum across those gorgeous tits.
She doesn’t flinch as I rub my head through it, spreading it across her skin until the pleasure subsides.
My arm snakes around her waist, and I move her beside the sink, wet a washrag, and clean her off. Drew’s hands roam me again.
And I want to touch her back.
I cup both of her breasts and squeeze, catching her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and giving them a little tug.
Drew whimpers, thighs rubbing together. Her dark eyes are glowing, threatening to consume me.
I bend to take a breast in my mouth and suck.
She arches into me, hand sinking in my hair as I press my teeth down around that swollen little nub before letting it go with a pop. It’s so rosy and hard, begging for my tongue.
A few soothing lathes has my name dropping from Drew’s mouth.
I move on to her other breast, giving it the same attention as she wriggles against me, the soft noises growing.
Somehow, arousal courses through me again. It doesn’t matter that I just came.
I drag my attention away from her perfectly perky breasts and run my fingers down to the waistband of her jeans.
“God, yes, please.”
Fuck, the need in her voice drives me wild, and I desperately want to make her come.
Popping open her fly, I slip my hand down the front of her jeans and cup her through her thin cotton panties.
Her gasp when I press against her clit has blood raging through my veins.
She’s so responsive.
I rub her in small circles, enjoying the way her thighs spread a little further to give me access.
Her grip in my hair tightens, mouth going pouty. “More.”
A dark, grumbling fills my chest.Anything you want, Drew. I’ll give you anything you want.
I lift my fingers and dip them beneath the elastic band to touch her bare. She’s so hot and slick.
“Fucking hell, Drew. You’re so wet for me.”
She nods, words failing her as I draw my touch along her cleft and down through her folds. Fucking soaked.
I probe her gently, but her hips shift, and I easily sink a finger into her.
