“I want to come all over your big, thick, hot cock,” she pants. “I want to come so hard I cut off all circulation to your—your—your meat stick.”
I have zero idea what kind of noise is coming out of me. Or that it could be possible to be so fucking turned on that my nuts feel like they’re inside out while wanting to laugh at the same time.
“Meat stick. Oh my god. I saidmeat stick. And that’s not sexy. It’s—mmph!”
Yeah. Totally silencing her with a kiss.
A long, deep, wet, thorough kiss that has me at the edge of blowing my load in my pants—again—while she melts back into my arms.
I squeeze her breasts, then trail my hands down her sides, rolling us when I reach the waistband of her pretty pink panties so that I can pull them off her.
By the time I’ve rolled on top of her, I have my pants yanked down too.
But not before snagging the condom from my back pocket.
“Theo,” she pants. “I want—I want it all.”
“Welcome to living, Laney.” I push up to my knees to roll the condom on and look down at her while I make quick work of suiting up.
Her pussy is so perfect.
It’s Laney. Of course it is.
But Ilikeit. The slick wet pink skin hiding beneath her light brown curls. The scent of her. The way she’s clearly squirming under my gaze but still parting her thighs to let me see more.
“Can I be on top?” she whispers.
“Roll over, Theo, I’m in charge,” I whisper back with a smile.
The smile that blossoms on her lips in return is everything. “Roll over, you big lug. I’m the boss of this bed.”
“Make me.”
Determination lights those dark, dark eyes ringed in blue, and then she has her legs hooked around my hips, and she’s twisting, all power and sex goddess, until she’s straddling me on the bed again.
But her bare pussy hovers over my straining cock.
This close.
So close.
And I still don’t believe I’m the lucky bastard who gets to be inside of her until she grips me and guides herself right over me, then sinks down.
Fuck.
Fuck.
She’s hot. Slick. Tight.
And I have to clench my teeth to keep from coming from the simple act of this woman taking me deep inside her.
“Good?” she whispers.
“You’re a fucking goddess,” I whisper back.
“You’re so big.” She cringes even as she lifts herself and lowers back onto my dick. “Sorry. That sounded—”
“Perfect,” I thrust my hips up to meet her and am rewarded with the sight of one of her eyes sliding shut while the other crosses. “You own me tonight, Laney. Do whatever feels good.”
