The first inch slipped right into her pussy, and I groaned at the sudden rush of pleasure from that soaking wet heat. She felt so fucking amazing, and I could tell she was still sensitive from her orgasm as she drew it out, sinking down inch by agonizing inch.
I didn't move to make her go faster, biting down hard on my lip and watching the look on her face as she kept taking me in.
Once she was fully seated, she rested for a moment, catching her breath, head hung as he balanced her hands on my chest. I couldn’t look away from her, seeing how good she looked, spread open on my cock, ready to ride me.
It took my breath away for a second, and her first movement, clenching around me as she lifted up and then sank back down was enough to keep it stolen. I was happy to let her stay in control, just lifting my hips to meet her in the middle, our bodies snapping together.
Her eyes locked on mine, and I held that gaze, the two of us panting as we moved.
It was oddly intimate, considering how we’d started out sneaking around, keeping it quick and dirty to avoid getting caught. Now we didn’t have to do that. When she started riding me harder and faster, I gasped her name, and that was fine.
When she faltered a bit, caught up in her own pleasure, I picked up the slack, thrusting up into her, my fingers digging more firmly into the flesh of her hips.
I could feel it when her orgasm hit her, making her go tighter around me, and it spurred on my pleasure, driving me closer and closer to the edge until I couldn’t hold back anymore.
Her name was spilling out of my mouth again as I came, and we both laid there in a sweaty heap afterwards, sated.
For the moment.
