I suck the hardened tip into my mouth, rolling my tongue over it as she squirms beneath me, searching for just an ounce of friction.
She’s rewarded when my cock slips against her wet center, and we both groan.
“Son of a ...” I try to catch my breath, choking on the rest of the words.
She feels so fucking good like this, and I want nothing more than to take her bare. To have nothing between us and to mark her.
But I resist, pulling away and grabbing the condom before I do something I can’t undo. I rip it open with my teeth, then roll it over my cock, squeezing myself to stave off some of the pressure. If I don’t, there’s no way I’ll last nearly as long as I want to.
I press the tip of my covered cock against her, my forehead resting on her own, and take a deep breath.
“Please,” she begs when I don’t move right away, and it’s my undoing.
Slowly, I push into her, and the quiet gasp that leaves her might be my new favorite sound.
I give her a moment to adjust to me, then slide in more.
I do this over and over until I’m fully seated, and then it’smewho needs time to adjust. Her pussy squeezes me so damn tight that it almost hurts, but it still feels so fucking good.Toogood.
“This might be quick, Odette. I’m not sure how long I can last.”
“That might disappoint some women, but I consider it a compliment.” She kisses the tip of my nose. “Now fuck me, Noah, and make me feel you for days to come.”
And I do.
I pull back out until just the tip of me is inside her, and I slam back home so hard that the headboard smacks against the wall.
We groan in unison, and then we’re nothing but sharp breaths and groans as I pound into her over and over.
Her hands are lost in my hair, and I’m lost in her. So completely gone as I thrust into her. I’ve never felt so at peace before, and I’m not sure I ever will again.
“You’re incredible,” I say as I drop to my elbows, capturing her lips in mine, slowing my thrusts.
She nods against me like she agrees, trailing her hands from my hair down my back, her nails dragging against me. I love it. It feels like she’s marking me.
I want to mark her too.
I kiss my way down her neck, sinking my teeth into her soft skin.
She hums appreciatively, and all it does is spur me on.
I suck on her harder as I drive into her with abandon. It’s unsteady and hectic, but neither of us seems to care.
My orgasm builds, and I’m moments away from exploding. But I want her to come again. I want to feel her pussy squeeze me. I want her to milk me dry.
“What do you need?” I ask through heavy breaths.
She shakes her head. “Don’t worry about me.”
“Are you kidding? You’re all I’m worried about right now.”
I slip my hand between us, pressing my thumb to her clit, and she moans approvingly the second I do.
“This what you need, darlin’? You need my hands on you? You need me to touch this sweet cunt of yours?”
“Oh god,” she mutters in my ear. “I’m so close. I’m—”
The rest of her words come out a garbled mess as her pussy squeezes me impossibly hard yet so fucking perfectly as she falls apart around me.
