I ground into him, bunching his hair in my fingers, my mouthopening to say something (maybe whine, maybe beg, I was up for anything thatmight work at that point) when suddenly he tore the cup of the bra down andhoned in with thumb and forefinger, twisting gently, just as he sucked my othernipple into his mouth over the bra.
The awesomeness of that tore through me.I jerked in hishold and he held me to him before he switched nipples and hands and then he wasmouth-to-mouth on me.
Way.
More.
Awesome.
“Snapper,” I moaned.
He sucked.He swirled.He rubbed me with the front of histeeth.And I rolled in his lap, pressing into his cock, doing all I could tostroke it with the crotch of my jeans.
He let my nipple go, pulled my mouth down to his, and kissedme hot and wet before he broke it and ordered gruffly, “Baby, get on yourfeet.”
I didn’t want to get on my feet.
I wanted to get himin me.
But I got on my feet.
I’d barely got my trembling legs to support me before hishands went to my fly.
Okay, this was good.I was happy to be on my feet for this.
The zip went down then my jeans went down.
My panties, thankfully, went down with them.
I stepped out of them hurriedly.
Snap surged up out of the bed.
“No!”I cried, landing both hands on his broad, baredshoulders and pressing down.“We’re both getting farther away from where we’resupposed to be.”
He gave me a look that would melt asphalt at the same timeit was filled with humor that I decided in an instant I utterlyadoredbefore his fingers went to the button on his jeans.
He grabbed his wallet before he shoved them down.
He stepped out of them, opened his wallet, pulled out acondom, and tossed his wallet to the nightstand.
“Hurry,” I urged, not caring that I did it staring greedilyat the perfection of the cock that had sprung free from his jeans and was nowstanding full and hard and proud, reaching toward me.
“Babe, hurrying a condom is a bad thing,” he muttered,sounding growly turned on and amused, and I utterly adored that too.
I reached out and spread my hands across his pecs, touchinghim and watching him roll the condom on his beautiful, thick cock, all the waydown to the root, dancing lightly on my feet with anticipation, salivating,running my thumbs hard over his nipples.
Snap latched onto my hips and sank back down on the bed,pulling me into his lap, this time not with my legs to one side, but a knee toeither side.
Now we were talking.
“I’ll give you a foreplay blowjob our second go,” I offered,aiming myself at that goodness.
“Foreplay for me with you essentially involves youlookin’ at me, so that’s unnecessary, but I’m notgonnasay no,” he replied, guiding me to his goodness butdoing it way too damned slow.
“Snapper, hurry,” I rushed.
Laugher in his tone now.“Rosie, it isn’t going anywhere.”
