“Watching a movie.”
She nods.
“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t let anyone see you like this. This is for my eyes only.”
She moans as I move the ice cube around to her front, slipping it into her panties and running it over her clit and across heropening.
“Oh, shit,” she groans, her hips buck forward into the pole, and I watch as the sharp points of her nipples harden further.
I remove the ice cube and reach back, dropping her thong from her waist so that she’s completely exposed to me now. I pop open the seal on the olive oil, pour some into my hand and drop it down into the top of her crack, watching as the warm, golden liquid slides through her two round globes, coating her puckered hole and dripping on to the floor.
“I plan on taking this someday soon,” I murmur, smearing the mess across her opening and watching as she clenches down. “But not until you’re ready.”
Her breathing is labored as she looks over her shoulder at me. “I think I’d like that. I think I’d like to do everything with you.”
My heart squeezes at her honesty while I massage the oil into her cheeks and back to her rim, slipping one digit just past the nail inside easily as she lets out a moan.
“Good girl. You like that, don't you?”
She nods her head eagerly.
I reach my other hand around, playing with her clit. My cock is painfully hard in my sweatpants and desperate to be unleashed now. I reach down, pushing the clothing from my hips and lining the tip of my cock at her opening. I know I can’t, she isn’t on birth control, but damn if I don’t want to shove myself inside there bare right now.
“Let me feel you raw,” she begs.
“It’s not safe, Maggie.”
She moans again, pushing back into the crown of me that’s aimed at her slit. Her wetness mixed with the oil causes it to glide in an inch easily.
“Fuck me.”
“Just a quick dip,” she moans as I pull back, not trusting myself with even that.
I sigh, my finger at her other hole moves gently again, down to the knuckle. She clenches and moans loudly and just like that, the last shred of my control disappears.
“Just once, then I’m putting on a condom,” I tell her firmly.
She nods as she grips the pole tighter, I notch my crown at her opening and gently push inside.
Damn it.
She’s so warm, slick and tight. Her pussy clenches down, taking me easily now while my fingers work her other hole. Together, we’re a hot, wet and slippery mess. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t hold back pumping a few times, she feels too damn good.
I pull out completely and slam back into her harder until I'm buried to the root.
“Clay...” she moans, “That feels so good. I feel like I can feel every inch of you inside of me.”
“Shit...” It does feel good.Way too, dangerously good.
I pull out, slamming in once more as I feel her shudder and clench again. She’s squeezing and I know I’m playing with fire and need to stop. I set my jaw, mustering every last bit of restraint inside of me and then pull all of the way out. I look down at my uncovered cock, her juices dripping from the tip and that might be the best fucking thing I've ever seen.
“Fuck me you’re going to kill me with this sweet cunt,” I grumble, reaching down and grabbing a condom from my pants and then rolling it snuggly down my length. A necessary, but painful action.
Without hesitation or warning, I’m back inside of her, this time safely.
She grips the pole tighter as she braces herself from my punishing thrusts. One hand still works her puckered hole fullof the olive oil, while the other grabs the electronic toothbrush from the floor, reaches around and presses it against her clit before I flick it on.
“Oh, oh…Clay,” she cries out.
