I wish I could tell him how much I want this too, but I keep it to myself, afraid to ruin the moment. He lowers his head, pecking my face down to the top of my shorts. He pulls them down.
“You’re so beautiful, Ce. Clothes, no clothes, guard up, guard down. I mean it when I say I want you all the time.”
He runs his fingers down my hips to my thighs, tickling my sensitive skin. And he stops right where I want him to continue.
“What’re you doing?” I ask, bringing my hips to his fingers.
“Moo?”
I melt at that nickname, glancing at him.
“May I?”
His eyes are bright and full of need. I swallow the lump in my throat and nod.
He gently runs his fingers over my freshly shaved pussy and says, “Can I tell you something?”
I nod.
“I’ve never had sex at this time of day.” He rubs me. “Where the light can’t hide behind the curtain, where I can…” His eyes look at my lips, my eyes, my tits. He rubs his fingers on my clit, making me claw his shoulder. He inserts a finger. “Really see. And this… you… You’re so hot.”
I moan as he inserts a second long finger. He curls them, making me moan in his ear.
“Fuck, you’re already wet. How long have I been making you wet?”
I whimper at the pleasure.
“Hmm, Ce? Tell me.”
“I––I––”
“Speechless?” he asks.
I nod, so he leans down and kisses me.
“I’ve been hard since last night,” he admits, so I reach for his cock. “I’ve jacked off like twice a day since we last fucked.”
I look at him. “Breaking your own rule?”
“You didn’t touch yourself at the thought of me?”
I jerk him faster. “We had a deal.”
He pulls his fingers out and stands above me. I suck in a breath at how built he is. Every muscle is carved. I want every inch of him against me.
I look at his cock, and my pussy aches for him. “Condom?”
He pulls one out and rolls it on. He kisses me as he presses his dick against my entrance. Every soft push fills me so perfectly, I moan against his lips.
When I’m completely filled, he says, “Are you okay?”
I nod. “It feels so good. Don’t stop.”
He listens.
His pace picks up. His hips slam against mine. I cry out, moaning his name.
He pulls out and turns me around. I giggle, loving how he’s rubbing my entire body. He looks at my ass and says, “Fuck, Ce.” And then he’s entering me, hitting it from the back. The pleasure that roars through my body makes me cry out into the pillow. He works my clit with his fingers, keeping his pace. I push my ass back to his hips over and over until he’s moaning, gripping onto my ass. When I look over my shoulder, he’s staring at our connection. He works my clit again, making my hips buck.
