She took over playing with her nipples as she rode my face, eyes locked on mine the entire time. I hadn’t expected Kendra to be shy with sex, but I loved how she knew exactly what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to go after it.
She reached back, pumped my stiff cock a couple of times before she rotated her body. Fuck me, her mouth was heaven or hell, hell if I wanted to last and finish inside her. I pumped my fingers into her cunt, her body rocking back to meet each thrust. I withdrew, circling her puckered flesh and pressed lightly, asking permission.
She moaned around my cock and pressed back into my finger.
“Is that a yes, Kendra?”
Her mouth popped off my dick. “Yes.”
When I slipped my finger past the tight little ring, she continued to rock back into my hand. “You’re going to let me take your ass, won’t you?”
Her movements became frantic; she rode my face and hand, and I had to do everything possible not to explode in her mouth. She came hard with a loud cry, her body jerking through the tremors as my hard cock slipped from her mouth.
“You can take me any way you want, Jonathan.”
“Ride, baby. We’re not done yet.”
THIRTY-ONE
kendra
When I sankdown on top of Jonathan, his eyes rolled back. I leaned forward, taking his mouth in mine. I had never been one for all this eye contact during sex, but I couldn’t look away.
His hands grasped my hips. “Have you got one more in you?”
Instead of answering, I rocked my hips, savoring the grunt that escaped his lips. “Always.”
I could get used to the way this man looked at me, and that fact should scare the hell out of me. When I came again, I found myself flipped on my back as he thrust inside, driving himself towards his own release.
He lay on top of me, catching his breath before going to the bathroom to get a towel.
“No towel by your bedside table?”
He looked sheepish. “I ran out. I’ve been going through a couple daily, and laundry is due tomorrow. How about batteries for Lucifer?”
“He’s rechargeable.”
Jonathan pulled the covers back and reached for his phone. “Gym tomorrow? What time do I need to set my alarm?”
“Rest day for me. Let’s sleep in. I need to be home by 7:00 am to get ready for work.”
He fiddled with his phone and crawled into bed next to me. Jonathan might be the only other person on the planet who thought 7:00 am was sleeping in. He tugged me close, and instead of relaxing, my mind jumped into action. Fuck you, anxiety.
I thought he was asleep, and jumped when he said, “What’s wrong, Kendra?”
“Sorry if I kept you up.”
“No need to apologize. Are you okay with everything that happened?”
I sighed. “I’m always okay with sex. It’s the rest of it that has me off balance.”
“Feelings.”
“Yeah. Feelings.”
“You can protect yourself if you don’t feel.” His answer was dead-on, and while that should have made me uneasy, but it was a reminder that he understood me.
“Just like you protect yourself by only having sex with feelings.”
