“It feels the same,” I reply and she gasps and puts a hand to her chest.
“You are lying,” she accuses. “There is nothing, and I repeat nothing, as good as slipping into bed on clean fresh sheets.”
“I’ve never—” She comes to me and puts her fingers on my lips.
“Don’t say another word. I don’t think I could even look at you the same way if you shit on fresh sheets.”
I kiss her fingers. “I won’t say a word. Now let’s go get me packed so we can?—”
“So we can?” she says with a smile. “So we can what?”
I shake my head and walk into the bathroom and head to the walk-in closet, with her right on my heels. “You need to finish that sentence,” she says as I grab my bag.
“Come on.” I look over my shoulder at her and she has her arms folded over her chest, pushing her tits up. “So we can make out in my bed,” I tell her as she walks around the closet, touching my clothes.
“So you invited me over here to help you pack and then to have sex with you?” she asks me as I grab the bag.
“I mean, we don’t have to do it in that order. We could have sex and then pack.”
She shakes her head. “Who says we’re going to have sex at all?” She cocks her hip to the side.
I walk to her and my hand comes up and she is probably expecting me to put it around her neck, but instead my thumb rubs over her nipple. “I was hoping,” her eyes close for a second, “that I could persuade you.”
“I’m listening,” she says as I pull the shirt out of her skirt and toss it to the side, leaving her in her lace bra. I bend my head, taking a nipple into my mouth. “That sounds good,” she says as my hand goes to the zipper by her leg and I pull it all the way down, and the skirt falls with the shirt. She reaches around to her back, unclips her bra, and it drops to the floor. “Fine,” she relents, “I’ll have sex with you.” I smile as she grips her panties at the side and pulls them down before stepping out of them. “So now that you have me here and I’m naked, what are you going to do with me?” She bites her lower lip, and I pick her up, carrying her to the bed. The sound of her laughter fills the air.
I sit at the edge of the bed as she straddles me, rubbing her pussy up and down my covered cock, our mouths frantically moving. I let go of her mouth, grabbing both tits in my hands before sucking one of them, then the other. Her hand goes to my shirt, pulling it off me. “Yes,” she says once she tosses it to the side. She pushes me down and her hand goes to my cock as she strokes it.
“Can you just get naked?” she pleads and I lift my hips to take off my track pants, tossing them to the side. She bends and kisses my abs while her hand goes back to my cock and I groan. “Did you miss this?” She looks up at me as her lips work her way down to my cock. She takes it in her mouth, her eyes on me, as my head comes up off the bed to watch her swallow me.
“I missed it more than you think,” I grit between clenched teeth, gripping her hair in my hand as she bobs over my length and tries to take it deeper. She lets go of it as she licks up my shaft. “Come here,” I tell her. “Sit on my face.” She smirks.
“He remembered,” she declares, coming over to me, moving on her knees.
“When it comes to you, Kylie…” I grab her hips and pull her to me. She straddles my chest. “I remember everything. Let me taste that pussy first.” I move her so her pussy is right in front of my face before I devour her. Her hips buck. “Okay, turn,” I instruct and watch her move away from me and turn. She gets on her hands and knees, her pussy glistening with my tongue and her wetness. I lift my head to slide my tongue into her at the same time she takes my cock into her mouth.
Fuck, she was right. I slap her ass as she gags on my cock. “Knox.” She lets go of my cock to say my name. “I need?—”
“Tell me how many times you make yourself come thinking of me.” I slide two fingers into her and she groans and stops sucking my cock. “How many times, Kylie?” I slap her ass.
“Five,” she moans, moving her hips. “Twice on Sunday when I got home.” My fingers move faster in her. “Once when I got home yesterday in the shower.” She trembles on top of me. “Two more times before I went to bed.” She trails off and stops talking because she’s coming on my hand. “It wasn’t enough.”
“What did you need?” I ask her. She doesn’t answer so I slap her ass again, this time harder.
“Your cock,” she admits and I throw her off me. She lands on her back and I reach over to the bedside table, moving all the things out of the drawer to get the condoms I hid at the bottom, away from the kids.
“Show me,” I tell her, tearing open the condom. “Spread your legs and show me.” I watch her open her legs and slide two fingers into herself. “You picture me?” I ask her as I sheathe my cock and she nods her head, moving her fingers out of her and circling over her.
“Every time I wished it was you,” she confesses to me on a moan, as I bend and push her legs back and my mouth slams down on her pussy. I suck her lips into my mouth before biting her clit as she whispers, “Knox.” She gasps as the bite gets harder, she holds her legs back around her ankles, watching me. I let go of her, pushing her legs back, holding her under her knees, opening her for me.
“You want my cock?” I ask her and she nods. “Put it in.” She reaches between us to place me at her entrance as I slide into her. Slowly I pull out of her then slide back in. I fuck her slow and steady, her hand in between us as she rubs her clit frantically. “Greedy.” I push her legs wider onto the bed.
“I feel so full,” she pants out. “I need it, harder.”
“If my baby needs it,” I pull out, slamming into her, “she’s going to get it.”
“Fuck me, Knox. Fuck me like you want to break me in two.” I pull out of her and slam back into her over and over again. The sound of our skin slapping in between each other fills the room louder than our moans. “It’s never this good,” she mumbles as she works her clit, her pussy so wet it’s dripping. My hand squeezes her legs so tight she’ll have bruises for sure. That thought makes me fuck her even harder. “I’m going to come, it’s?—”
“Come on my cock,” I order her and she arches her back and cries out. It’s fucking outstanding. She grips the sheet beside her as her pussy contracts over and over my cock. I lean down and take her mouth as I slow my pace. “I can’t last longer,” I hiss as she sucks my tongue into her mouth, “but I want you to give me another one.” I can feel her getting tighter. “Need you to come for me, Kylie.” My thrusts are shorter, as I keep my own release at bay. “Soak my cock, baby. That’s it,” I praise, feeling my cock being squeezed tighter. I can’t stop it this time as I come in the condom. I bury myself all the way inside of her. Her legs wrap around my waist as I collapse on top of her. “One of these days,” I tell her, “your pussy is going to kill me.” She wraps her arms around my shoulders.
