“Can you come like this, Baby? Can you give me one more before I bury myself in this pretty pussy?” I break our kiss, moving my lips down her jaw, her neck, nipping and biting back down to those perky tits.
She nods frantically as her hands dig into my back and she meets my movements. It’s not long before she’s crying out my name again. It takes everything in me to keep from coming on her stomach.
“Are you ready?” I ask again just to be sure, foreplay and penetration are totally different ball games.
“Please.”
I reach over to my nightstand, grabbing a condom before lining myself up with her entrance and letting myself rest on my forearms so I can look at her face. My eyes remain trained on hers to make sure she’s okay. She twinges slightly when I push my head in, but nods for me to continue.
Once I’m fully seated, I give her a minute to adjust to my cock, and she wiggles a little beneath me. I look to the place where we’re connected as I pull out and push back in again a few times. The feeling of her wrapped around me is unreal. When I look back up at her, she has tears in her eyes and I go to pull out completely, but she stops me.
“Collins, I’m okay. It’s okay.” She says as I still inside her for the first time. Kissing me deeply and adding, “I want this, I want you.”
“You can tell me if it’s too much,” I respond in all seriousness but I can’t help but to thrust my hips into her, eliciting her mouth to drop open.
“I know. Fuck, your piercing, it’s so good.” She moans, “Do that again.”
I move my hips in the same motion, and she moans again.
“You like that?” I growl, and she nods her head fervently. Pushing up onto my haunches, I bring her legs up to her chest, lifting her ass off the bed a little bit, and this time I feel my piercing hit her G-spot.Bingo. She gasps, and I lose control. My hips rocking in and out of her rapidly.
“God, Harley. You were made for me.”
“Yes.” She chants repeatedly.
“You.”Thrust.“Are.”Thrust.“Mine.”Thrust.
“Yours.” She cries out as her legs begin shaking in my hold, and electricity tickles at the base of my spine.
“Rub your clit. Give me one more.”
Harley follows my direction, her hand snaking between her legs where she rubs tight circles, her head falling back further, and her mouth falling open on a silent scream. Her pussy tightening around my cock, along with the way her chest arches off the best sends me over the edge, grunting her name as I cum.
Gently pulling out, she moans a little, and I set her legs back down onto the bed. Before disposing of the condom, and coming back with a wet rag to clean her up.
“Up,” I demand.
“I don’t wanna.” She groans, shaking her head on my pillows.
“I know, but sleeping in those heels is probably not comfortable and I don’t want to be the reason you get a UTI. Especially because I’m not done with you.”
“Fine.” She peeks at me through her eyelids before sticking her hands out for me to help her up. While she uses therestroom, I stride to the kitchen, grabbing water, ibuprofen just in case, and letting Precious back into the room.
Stepping back into my room, I find Harley still naked, wrapped in my sheets, her curls spread beneath her hair, and her body relaxed. I set her water down before joining, pulling her into my side.
“How are you feeling after that?” I ponder, I need to know I didn’t push for too much.
“That was so good.”
“I didn’t do too much?” Her hand rubs small circles along my chest as I speak.
“No, you did everything right.” She sighs contentedly. “I felt safe, cared for, and wanted. You did everything right. The orgasms were mind-blowing.”
“I’m glad I could satisfy you.” I chuckle.
“I didn’t doubt that you would,” she tells me softly, almost unsure.
I pull her chin up to me and kiss her softly before whispering, “I wasn’t kidding when I said I wasn’t done with you. Try and get some rest.”
