“Take your clothes off,” I demand.
She doesn’t hesitate. She kicks off her shoes, pulls her jeans down her shapely hips, and then kicks them off too. Her shirt is removed just as quickly, and then she looks at me. My cock is so hard, pressed against my jeans, but I can’t look away from her. She’s so fuckin’ beautiful.
She reaches for me and slowly starts to unbutton my shirt.
She shoves it off my shoulders, and then it feels like her hands are everywhere. She strokes across my abdomen, teases the hair on my chest, and when she circles my nipple with the pad of her finger, I groan.
She smiles, loving the control she has over me.
She reaches for my belt buckle and undoes it. Slowly, she lowers my zipper and then pulls my pants down my legs. I have to kick my boots off and then my jeans. When she rises, we’re standing in front of each other in nothing but our underwear.
Her hands go to my waistband. I’m barely hanging on, but I don’t have the strength or the willpower to stop her. She pulls my shorts down, and my dick bobs up and down when it’s free.
Her mouth forms a perfect “o” as she stares at my manhood. Unable to control it, my dick twitches. She reaches for me, wrapping her hand around my girth, and my hips jerk forward at her touch. My hands go to her shoulders. “Fuck.”
She smiles and drops to her knees in front of me.
My head rolls back as she licks me from root to tip. I grab her hair, piling it on her head and holding it there as she bobs up and down on me.
I try my best to hold back. I don’t want to pump into her, but as she swallows, taking me deeper, my hips flex.
It’s the last thing I want to do, but I pull my hips backward, and she pops her mouth off me. Her eyes glance up at me as I lift her from the floor.
“What? Was I doing it wrong?”
I grunt. “No, you were doing it too good.”
Reaching around her, I undo her bra and then pull her panties down her legs. When she’s naked before me, my eyes eat her up. Her chest is heaving, and I cup her breasts in my hands before bending down and tasting her. I suckle her breast, pulling her nipple into my mouth, and she groans.
With her head tossed back, she says my name. “Dillon… please.”
I lift her head up so she has to look at me. “What do you need, honey?”
“You,” she answers, staring into my eyes. “I just need you.”
I gently carry her to the bed and lay her back. She’s holding on to me, not wanting me to go far.
I lean down to kiss her, and she reaches between us, wrapping her hand around my girth. She lines me up at her entrance, and I slowly push into her.
She groans, and I pull back to look at her. “You okay?”
She nods, biting her lip.
She’s so tight, wrapped around me, and I swear I can feel tingly vibrations of her wrapped around me. “Please,” she begs again.
She clenches on to me and I know I’m not going to last. She’s so wet and feels so good. I reach between us, putting my finger at her clit. I circle her tight, swollen nub, and she groans. Her legs tighten around me as her pussy vibrates.
“Fuck, you feel so good.”
She moans, closing her eyes, and something comes over me. I need her eyes on me.
“Look at me, London.”
She blinks, and I tell her again, “Come on, baby. I want you looking at me when you come.”
She opens her eyes and gazes into mine. I increase the pressure on her clit, taking her deeper, with harder thrusts.
The orgasm hits her hard and fast, and her whole body convulses around me.
