I don’t want to lose the momentum, so I pull my hand from her and gently nudge her forward onto her hands again. Reaching into my nightstand, I retrieve a condom. Sliding it down quickly, I run my palms over her ass, then up to her waist. Lining myself up, I whisper, “You ready?”
“Yes. God. Fuck me, Luke.”
Music to my ears. I press in hard and fast and nearly pass out from the feeling. Euphoria. That’s the best word for this. She feels better than the fantasies I had about her. Far better.
Grasping her hips, I pull out fast and plunge right back in. My orgasm is already working its way up my spine. I need to last a little longer than this. Next time.
“Touch your clit, Tayler.”
Her finger skims my dick as I piston in and out of her. When she begins to squeeze my cock, I’m a goner. “Fuck.” I come so hard and so fast that I feel I need to apologize. Later. Right now, I want to remember this feeling. My head is dizzy, my breathing labored. There’s sweat running down my face from my hairline, and I’m wiped out, but it’s the best kind of fatigue.
“That was fast but—”
“I know.” She laughs. “You’ll take your time next time.”
I pull out and feel a sense of loss I can’t explain. “Give me thirty minutes and I’ll show you rather than tell you.”
Tayler moves away, turning so she can sit on my bed. “Thirty minutes?”
“Sorry. It takes me a bit.” I begin to roll off the condom as I walk toward the hallway.
“No.” She giggles. “That’s not what I meant. So, you can do it more than once a night?”
Before I’m out the door to dispose of the condom, I turn back to look at her. Now I get what she meant. “I’ll fuck you all night long. You want that?”
Her skin flushes again, and I swear my dick starts right back up. She notices it too, making her get even pinker. “I… uh… didn’t know.” She stares at my dick. “Can all guys…?”
I want to laugh at her question, but from her expression, she’s serious. She wants to know. “I haven’t asked about it, but I suspect everyone is different.”
“Oh. Right.” She pauses. “Dylan could only—”
I hold up my hand to stop her. “Please do not talk about another guy when we’re about to fuck.”
She finally looks at my face. “Are we about to fuck. Again?” She looks down at my dick. “I thought you said you need thirty minutes.”
I look down at my erect dick, then back at her. “Give or take.”
Her smile is sexy and just a little smug. I love it. “I’ll take, please.”
I nod, then step out of the room to dispose of the condom. I’d love to know if she’s on the pill. We’d have to get tested, but nothing sounds better than going bare with Tayler Sorenson.
