Jayson reached around and rested his big hand on her hip, his fingers grazing her ass. Layla ran her hands down his abs and unbuckled his belt, then unzipped his jeans. She slowly worked them over his hips to midthigh before turning her attention to his erection. She couldn’t see anything standing behind him, but when she wrapped her hand around his shaft, she knew she was going to like what she saw.
Jayson’s hard cock pulsed in her hand, and he let out a husky sound of appreciation when she gave him a gentle squeeze. She sighed her own gratitude. The mere thought of what he was going to feel like inside her had heat pooling between her thighs.
She rubbed his cock up and down, smiling as her fingers got a little sticky when she reached the tip. He was as excited as she was.
Releasing him, she sauntered around front and saw that her fingers had failed to do him justice.
She lifted her gaze to his. “You are the perfect one.”
Then, without giving him a chance to answer, Layla wrapped her hand around his cock and went up on her toes to kiss him again. Jayson let her play for a while, but when she ran her thumb up and down the sensitive part of his shaft right below the head for the umpteenth time, he dragged his mouth away from hers with what sounded suspiciously like a growl.
“Hold that thought,” he said hoarsely.
She’d rather hold on to something else, but Jayson obviously had other ideas. She tried hard not to laugh at how cute he looked trying to get his jeans off as fast as he could. She failed of course.
Jayson chuckled too. “Hey, this is harder than it looks.”
Kicking his pants aside, he caught her hand and gave it a tug, pulling her down with him onto the makeshift bed they’d slept in last night. Layla threw her leg over his hips and straddled his lap again, but instead of his hard-on trapped beneath a layer of clothing like before, it was wedged nice and comfy between her legs.
“We don’t have any protection.” Jayson rested his hands loosely on her hips. “Are you okay with that?”
Layla nodded. Based on her cycle, she was in her least-fertile time of the month and would be for about another week. But she wasn’t going to get into all that with Jayson.
“I’m very okay with that,” she said. “If you are.”
He grinned. “We both already know we’re in this together forever, so I’m not scared about whatever the future holds, even if it happens to be kids.”
She leaned forward and kissed him, loving him more with each minute. “Well, there’s not much chance of that happening right now, but it’s nice to know you’re okay with kids since I want us to have a very large family.”
Jayson probably would have replied, but she interrupted him by reaching down between her legs and wrapping her hands around his shaft. He was still hard as a rock—even with all the talk about kids and large families—and he inhaled sharply as she lined up the tip of his cock with her pussy and slowly slid down on his length.
Layla gasped. She had never been more ready to be with a man, but she’d also never been with anyone quite as big as Jayson. Feeling him fill her took her breath away. He was touching her in places she’d never known existed.
Jayson tugged her down until she was firmly seated on him. “You don’t know how often I dreamed of doing this with you.”
She made a sound that was half-laugh, half-moan. “I think I might. I’ve been dreaming of the same thing.”
“Ride me,” he rasped, his hands on her bottom urging her to obey.
Layla placed her hands on his chest and rotated her hips the slightest bit. Even that tiny wiggle was enough to send sparks pinging all over her body, not to mention make Jayson groan.
“Like this?” she teased softly.
“Just like that,” he said. “Don’t stop.”
She gyrated a little more, slowly moving up and down. His hands slid from her butt, up her sides, and around front, to cup her breasts. He brushed his thumbs over her nipples, making it difficult to think straight.
Luckily, she didn’t need to think right then. All she needed to do was feel.
The urge to ride him fast and hard was almost impossible to resist, but she did. This first time was going to be slow and gentle. In addition to being worried about hurting Jayson’s back, she was also concerned someone might hear them and come investigate if they were too loud.
But slow and gentle was just as pleasurable. The combination of Jayson’s hands on her breasts while she took him deep with each rocking motion of her hips was absolutely heavenly, and she let out a whimper.
Jayson gave her a lazy smile. “Do you like that?”
“Mmm,” she sighed.
“What about this?” he asked, taking her sensitive nipples in his fingers and treating them to a firm squeeze.
