She rocks even harder and my eyesroll.I thread my hand into the hair at the nape of her neck and pull.
Hard.
Crashing my mouth back onto hers, I swallow her. Tongues lashing, and teeth clashing together.
She breaks away. “W-Wesley. I- I’m going to–” she gasps into my mouth.
She trails off as she presses her forehead to mine, looking down to where we’re joined—a look of awe on her face. I mirror her, and just about blow in my pants from the sight alone.
The movement of her hips, and the very obvious wet spot she’s made on my shorts has me in a trance.
“You gonna come for me, pretty girl?” I ask, still staring down at our laps, and I feel her head nod against mine.
Her breathing gets choppier, and her moans escalate. She finally looks back up at me and I grip her chin, rubbing my thumb along her lower lip, pulling it down to expose her bottom row of teeth.
“Such a pretty mouth,” I say unconsciously.
She darts her tongue out and sucks my thumb into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. I moan, and roll my eyes to the back of my head. The sound of my pleasure only seems to make her get louder.
I slip my thumb from the warm heaven that is her mouth, and clamp my hand around her lips to quiet her. Her breath huffs against my palm, her moans now muffled. Her eyes are glassy, and pleading. Her rocking reaches an all time high and I can tell she’s chasing her climax.
I’m right behind her.
Hand still clamped over her mouth, I encourage her. “Atta girl,” I exhale roughly. “Atta fucking girl. Show me what you can do. Show me how good you can ride my cock.”
She squeezes her eyes shut, and moans low in her throat, throwing us both over the edge.
“Fuck, Ivy,” I groan, coming harder than I have in a very long time.
Ivy’s movements slowly come to a stop, and aftershocks of my orgasm rock through me, making me shiver. Slowly removing my hand from her mouth, we stare at each other, our breath heavy.
I don’t know who moves first, but our mouths meet again for a slow, gentle kiss. It’s long and explorative, and when we break apart, I lean back to look at her.
“One more thing,” I mutter.
Her brows lower, and she cocks her head.
Moving my hand between us, I slide her barely there shorts to the side and swipe two fingers through her slick, hot pussy, back and forth, gathering up her arousal.
She gasps, her clit clearly still swollen and sensitive. I pull my hand free and look her in the eye as I suck the first finger into my mouth, licking it clean, base to tip. I do the same with the second finger, and I hum—eyes drifting closed.
“Better than I imagined,” I rasp.
“Holy shit. That was really hot,” Ivy whispers, then lets out a tiny laugh.
Opening my eyes, I smirk in response. Her eyes start to droop, and a tired, satisfied smile graces her lips. She rolls off of me, and falls back onto her pillow.
“Shame that was a one time thing.” She giggles.
I freeze.
Reality slams back into me. Our words slam back into me.
Out of our systems. Just once.
Fuck.
I clear my throat, and comb my hair back with my hand. I got so wrapped up in her, I completely forgot about that.
