She crawls off the bed, places her hands on my shirt, and unbuttons me as I pop the button on my pants and slide them down. I step out of my slacks as she slides her hands across my chest and down my arms, causing my shirt to fall to the ground. Her hands glide down my torso, and when she reaches the waistband of my underwear, she slides in her hand and wraps it around my cock. Her grip jolts me forward, pulling a moan from me. Her soft hands grip me so tightly that I feel like I could explode immediately. It's only been a few days since we've been together, but I've missed this; I've missed her so much.
One hand grips her loose hair firmly but gently while my other hand moves to gently grip her around her neck, controlling her movements, showing her that she is mine and I am hers. The kiss grows more urgent. My tongue demands entry and licks inside her as I guide her back to the bed, with her hand stroking me the entire time.
When the back of her legs hit the mattress, she slides myunderwear off and then turns me around, pressing against me, forcing me to sit and then lie back across the bed. She crawls on top of me, and I can't help but reach for her breasts. They are begging to be touched, cared for, and licked by me. She settles between my thighs and grips me tight again, and I have to relive the cuts of dailies I saw today to hold off my orgasm. Her touch drives me crazy with need.
I bring my hand up to her hair and pull it back so I can see her face better.
"I've been dreaming about those lips wrapped around my cock for two days now."
"Only two days?"
I growl; she knows I dream about those lips constantly.
"Suck on it, Sophia. I want to see you choke on my dick. I want to see those eyes water."
I rub the tip of my head across her lips and wrap one of my hands around hers, helping to guide me into her mouth. She surprises me when she opens and takes all of me until I feel the back of her throat.
"Jesus, fuck. You're going to make me come so fast."
Sophia pulls back until I'm almost all the way out and then slides back down; the pressure and wet warmth feel like goddamn heaven.
She pops off and licks around me like she's cleaning me off and then slams back over my dick, bobbing up and down, sucking so tight my balls are clenching up.
I can't take it anymore and pop her off me, pulling her up from under her arms.
"Grant, what?—"
"I want to come in that pussy, right now."
She crawls up and straddles me, rubbing her slit up and down over my erection, and the friction is almost too much to manage.
"Hang on. I need to get a condom."
"I'm on birth control, and I'm clean. I haven't been with anyone in a really long time before you."
I haven't been with anyone in a while, either. "I'm clean. And I've never been with anyone without a condom."
"We can use one," she whispers. "I don't want to pressure you."
I pause, feeling the weight of this moment. For some reason, I trust her. I'm not worried about a condom. Hell, Geneva got pregnant even though we used them, so it's not like they are failure-proof. More than that, I want to feel all of her.
"You're not. Are you sure it's what you want?"
She nods as she rises, grips my dick, and guides it to her entrance. She notches me in and starts to slide down, and the feeling of her bare is incredible. She's warm and wet and gripping me so fucking tight that my head leans back and I shut my eyes.
This. This is it.
I don't want this to end.
She slides herself down slowly, letting her body adjust to me.
"Fuck, that feels incredible."
My eyes fly open at her curse, and I can't help the laugh that sneaks past. "That good, huh?"
She smiles at me, and it takes my breath away.
Then she leans forward a bit to get the friction just righton her clit, and I reach up to grip her tits as she rides me up and down. I can see her getting lost in the feeling, and if she doesn't slow down, I'm going to blow. I grab her hips and flip her over onto her back without breaking us apart.
