“That’s what I did with…”
“Don’t you say his fucking name after my cock was just in your mouth,” I growl. “He didn’t care about you getting off. I’ll tell you what I like in this position, and you do the same.”
I crawl forward, forcing her to lie back. Her hair falls to the side, decorating my light gray pillows. “I’m going to get you ready.” I slide my dick between her folds. The outside is already producing a sheen of arousal, and I slide easily, making sure my tip teases her clit.
She mutters, “Yes.”
“Butterfly, I want your hands all over me: my ass, my back, my shoulders. Just touch me.” She hesitates but then skims her hands down my shoulders and wanders down my back, landing on my ass cheeks.
She massages my ass as she tries to get me inside her. Teasing her and hearing the uneven breaths she takes just makes me harder, so I nudge my tip against her, pushing in.
A pained expression crosses her face. Worry lines on her forehead, lips pinched. “It… hurts.”
“Do you want to stop?”
“No.”
I grab my length and pull the head out,fingering her instead. Her chest relaxes, so I scissor my fingers inside her, stretching the opening. “Is that better?”
“Yes.”
“Thanks for telling me. Are you ready to try again?”
Nodding, she says, “Be easy.”
“I’ll do my best. It’s hard when your body is so tight, like a fucking goddess.” My words cause her to blush and look away. “Oh no, you’re going to learn how to take a compliment.”
Instead of pushing right back in, I place a soft, open-lipped kiss on her lips, alternating between her bottom lip and the top. She moans into my mouth, and I push my head back in.
“Oh… oh.” She gasps.
Swirling my hips, it stretches her enough that she grabs my ass and just shoves me deep inside her. Both of us still. I’m inside Noelle, feeling the blood pumping through her inner walls. How they contract and tighten around me.
“Damn, Noelle. This feels too fucking good,” I say low into her ear. Slowly, I start moving, sliding halfway out then back in. She lets out a little mewl then, and it creates a monster inside of me.
But when I pull out completely, she begs, “No, no, no.”
“Wrong words. Yes is much better.”
“But it’s too much.”
I tuck a tendril behind her ear and remind her, “It’s the anticipation. Close your eyes and rock with me.”
For a few minutes that’s what we do, but then with my knees, I spread her legs out a little and twist so that I’m at an angle when I plunge into her, playing with the nerves under her hood. “Yes.”
It’s a good thing I’m a master at one-armed push-ups because I plunge into her repeatedly while she pants, “Matt. Yes. Oh. Oh. Yes.”
“You’re so tight, Butterfly. Perfection.”
Noelle occasionally lifts her body to suck on my chest but always has the tips of her fingers running over my abs or back. I feel my core tighten and I know I could go off in a hot second, so I pump faster. At the same time, my fingers erratically stroke and pinch her clit.
“Matt, Matt, I….”
Her legs are strong, and she tightens them on me, trying her best to close her legs, but as she does, it’s tighter, and I love how she’s clamped down on me. Clawing at my back, she’s bucking, chasing euphoria. Then she lets out a scream of ecstasy. “Yeeeessss.”
I literally feel her juices gushing from her sweet bottom lips. When she’s caught her breath, I sit back up on my heels and push her knees into her chest.
“What? What are you doing?”
