“Yes, ma'am.” Brad looked at her, lids lowered, lips wet and swollen from their kiss. “You are a sexy woman, Macy Reynolds.” He followed up the words by slipping his fingers inside her wet sheath. She arched into him, and he took the nipple again.
Her breathing increased and she was soon moaning, then her body tensed as she rocked against his hands. He felt the moment she reached her climax, and pulled her forward so he could swallow the cry.
“Wow.”
“Wow?” Brad was so hard his eyes were nearly crossed.
“Wow, so that's what it feels like.”
Her makeup was smudged, hair everywhere, and she looked like a sultry pinup girl.
“Are we going further?”Please say yes, he added silently.
“After that, I want it all,” Macy said, reaching for his jeans.
Between them they had him stripped in seconds.
“Do you have a condom?”
“Wallet, in the pocket,” Brad said, surprised he hadn't thought of it sooner. Protecting himself and his partner was usually his top priority.
She retrieved it, which gave him time to look at her tight little butt and the long line of her back. The woman was hot as hell.
“I want to touch you first.”
She was kneeling beside him now, her eyes running over his body.
“Well hell, I guess if you have to,” he managed.
Her fingers started on his thighs and moved upward. Brad kept his eyes on her, watching the thoughts come and go and thinking this woman could be trouble to him if he stayed around long enough to let her be. Not that he would, but still....
One small hand then wrapped around his erection, and he couldn't think again.
“It's hot and hard.”
“Aha,” he gritted out as she moved her fingers up and down, then when she reached the top again, she ran a finger over the tip.
“You are a beautiful man.”
Brad couldn't think as all sensation rushed to where she was caressing him.
“I need you now,” he rasped.
“Yes, oh yes please.”
He ripped open the condom and sheathed himself. Pulling her onto his thighs, he then lifted her and lowered her onto him.
Her eyes closed as he stretched her, filling her completely. She was tight and wet and felt like heaven.
“Y-you all right?”
“It feels.... I don’t know how to describe it.”
“It’s good though, right?”
“So good.”
He was relieved about that, because from his side, it was fucking excellent.
