“Does it look like I want to rest?” she asked, pulling her knit top off slowly.
“Fuck.” At the sight of her breasts practically spilling out from her bra, I shook my head. “Forget I said anything.”
She smiled triumphantly, framing my face as she stepped closer, between my legs, and kissed me.
“Look at you…” I kissed along her jaw, then down her chest as I worked on removing her clothes. “You couldn’t be any more perfect.”
“And all yours,” she whispered.
I grinned, loving the sound of that promise. “You wanna be my good girl, huh?”
She kissed me, letting me feel the smile of her lips as she stepped on one foot, then the other as I slid her pants and panties down. Her belly pushed against me with us this close, but I solved the issue of not being able to reach her wet pussy that was already getting my fingers coated with her slick arousal.
“You know I do,” she said as I turned her slowly.
Urging her to straddle me, to sit on my lap, I angled my dick to rub along her entrance. I shifted my legs so she could spread out over me. But taking this slow wasn’t going to happen. Not this time.
“Then take that dick and put it in your cunt, my little agent.”
She gave me a saucy look over her shoulder. While she leaned forward to take hold of my cock, she smirked. “I’mnotan agent.”
“You’re my agent now,” I argued.
“I thought I was supposed to be your good girl.”
I held my breath, tensing at the perfect glove of her pussy sucking me in. She went slow, moving at her comfort level, to ease the head in. Once gravity aided her and she was steadily sinking on me, I groaned out loud at the tight squeeze.
“You are,” I got out through clenched teeth, doing my best not to come too soon. “You are such a good girl, taking all of me.”
“Oh,” she moaned softly, leaning back to rest against my chest.
“Good girl,” I repeated, holding her to me and kissing along her neck.
She sat on me, her walls so warm and tight around me, fitted like she was made just for me. Between her sexy moans and thesharp breaths she let out as she slowly rode me, I was tempted to lose my control now.
“You’re such a fucking good girl for me, Sadie.”
“Hmmm,” she hummed, pushing back into me. Every grind of her pussy on me pushed me closer to exploding inside her. Each rub of her ass on me taunted me to smack those juicy cheeks and order her to go faster and harder.
She reached back, taking my hands to slide them from where I’d set them on her hips to balance her. One was directed to her breasts, but the other she placed lower.
Still kissing her neck and leaving wet, suctioning marks on her soft, sweet skin, I played with her to get her off quicker. Her nipple begged for attention as I rolled it between my finger and thumb. Her clit proved to be the source of extra stimulation she craved because she was nearly trembling with the urgency to come as I massaged it, then patted it.
“Ah!” She cried out at the first little tap.
“You going to be a good girl for me and come now, Sadie?”
She nodded, breathing harder and resting her head back against me. I could only see most of her profile, but of what I saw, her expression was one of torture. Wincing and straining to come, she looked like she was right there, resisting the high of an orgasm but determined to make it happen.
“Be a good girl and milk my cock, little agent.”
Her movements became jerkier as she continued to ride me.
“Fuck me, Sadie,” I taunted as I played with her and urged her to impale herself on my dick faster.
“I… I…”
“You’re going to be my good girl and fuck me. Fuck me, Sadie.”
