My dick is so painful right now, and I undo my belt, unbutton my pants, and drag the zipper down. Her eyes flash up to mine and I give her a show as I slowly push down my pants and briefs, revealing my agonized cock. I take it into my hand, grip the base, and pull.
Fuck, that feels good.
“I want inside you,” I say, dragging my hand over the head. “Are you on birth control?”
She nods, her body still relaxed from her orgasm.
“Good, because I want you bare.”
Her teeth roll over her bottom lip.
“You want that, don’t you?” I ask her.
She nods slowly.
“That’s what I thought. I want it so fucking bad. I’ve always used condoms, but with you, baby, I want nothing between us.” I lie down so my head is on a pillow, and placing one hand behind my head, I nod for her to come over to me.
She gets up on all fours and crawls toward me, her perfect body making me grow harder with every move she makes. I’ve always thought her tits were amazing, but being able to touch them, suck them, mark them, is better than I imagined. And it’s why I’m lying down. I want to fuck her like this, so I can watch her tits bounce, her face alight in pleasure, when I’m deep inside of her.
Straddling my legs, she sits on my thighs. She smooths her hands up my hips and then in toward my cock, gripping the base.
A harsh hiss escapes my lips from her touch, warm... firm, just the way I fucking like it.
“JP?”
“Yes?” I ask, watching her small hand pump my cock very slowly.
“I really like you.”
Hell. If she’s trying to bury herself under my skin, she’s doing a good fucking job.
“I really like you, too, babe.”
She smirks and then sits up on her knees, positioning my cock at her entrance. My jaw clenches, readying myself for what I know will be the most amazing feeling of my life.
The first inch—fuck, she’s warm, tight, perfect.
The second, I feel my eyes nearly rolling to the back of my head.
The third and fourth, my chest is heaving.
The fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth... I nearly swallow my tongue.
And when I bottom out, I exhale sharply. Her hands fall to my chest and her hair cascades over her shoulders and beautiful face.
“Oh my God...” she whispers. “I... I feel so... so full.”
I slide my hands up her thighs as the urge to thrust up is so consuming, that it’s taking everything in me to hold back.
“You okay, baby?”
Her head falls back, her hair floating with her, as she nods. “Yeah. I feel so good.”
“Perfect, because I need to move. I need to fuck you.”
“Then fuck me,” she says right before she pulses on top of me. I move my hips with her, pumping up into her.
So warm.
