“I figured I wait a bit. I’m not too sleepy yet.” I tried to keep my voice even despite the fact that his hot breath illicit a horny reaction. My pussy was already wet. I squeezed together my thighs, a poor attempt to calm myself.
“Not sleepy?” Dakota playfully bit my neck. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
Instead of waiting for an answer, Dakota moved his hand up to cup my breast. I sighed when his thumb found my already hardened nipple. He moved his fingers back and forth for a few seconds before pinching it. This time, I moaned and felt the effect of his pinch in my pussy. He took the hint that I liked things a little rougher. Once he pinched my nipple again, he gave it a little twist, and I arched my back. My ass felt the hard outline of his cock.
“This helping?” he asked, voice heavy with longing.
I nodded and opened my mouth to confirm only to cut off with another moan when he paid close attention to my other breast. When he got that nipple nice and hard, his hand trailed down my stomach, between my legs. I whimpered when he roughly cupped my pussy. He rubbed me over my pajama pants. I rocked my hips back and forth towards the heel of his hand, needy for the pressure he wouldn’t give.
“You going to give this to me again?” Dakota continued grinding his hand against me. My clit begged for more attention. I felt myself clench at the thought of him inside of me again.
I nodded. “I am.”
“You took me so well last time,” he murmured. “I haven’t stopped thinking about it since.”
His fingers slipped under my waistband. I widened my legs as he parted my folds to dip inside me. My neck muffled his moan when he felt how wet I’d gotten because of him.
“You’re soaked.”
His voice was rough and his movements in and out of me began to match the tone. I reached up to pull his face closer when he leaned in to kiss my cheek. My fingers tangled in the hair that fell in his face. The cock pressed against my back pulsed. Dakota repositioned himself so I could feel him in the middle of my ass. The pressure of him on me caused a convulsion throughout my body.
“Play with me for a little while longer?” I begged. “I like how your fingers feel on my nipples.”
He yanked down my top at my words, letting my breast spill out so his hands could get a better grip. His fingertip circled my areola, focused on fulfilling my request. He pulled away my pants. I heard a seam rip as he pulled them off of me. My entire body was exposed in a way that felt more personal than our first time. My stomach rolls were highlighted by the faint light. Dakota turned me on my back and traced my stretch marks as he studied the curves.
His upper body was on complete display once he positioned himself on top of me. The hard bulge of his muscular arms flexed as he bent forward to suck on my nipple. I spread my legs so he would have enough spaced to lean into me. He took advantage of the position and pressed his lower body against mine. I moaned at the feel of his grinding.
Dakota removed his sweats and underwear. The head of his cock was swollen and wet. I bit down on my lip as he positioned himself on his knees in front of me and stroked himself while watching me.
The sight of this large guy fisting himself right in front of me made my body weak. I circled my fingers around my clit to take full advantage of the show. Dakota chuckled at my impatience and watched me for a bit. We both masturbated to each other, getting more and more aroused at the sight of our mutual pleasure.
“You’re so gorgeous,” he said as his gaze trailed over me. “Fuck, I don’t know how I waited this long to do this again.”
“Feels like your still waiting.” I widened my stance so he could get a better look at what he was missing out on.
Dakota leaned forward and dipped his fingers into my pussy. I raised my brows when he got his fingers wet with me and then pulled back to place it on his tip.
“Dakota,” I whispered, completely hot at the sight of him using my cream to make it easier for him to rub his cock.
“Bend over,” was his stern reply.
I moved into position without a word. He pulled me closer so my ass pressed right against his warm cock. When I wiggled against him, he moaned at the movement. The firm spank I received made me gasp and grip the bedsheets.
“Do that again,” I requested so he knew I enjoyed it. “Harder, if you can.”
“You like a little spanking, gorgeous?” he asked with a deep chuckle before giving me another slap. This one was harder, and my pussy dripped with satisfaction from the sting.
“Love it,” I moaned as I pushed against him again.
Dakota spanked me once more and this time, I could feel the pre-cum from his cock, dripping down my ass cheek. He rubbed my ass where his last slap landed.
“I have condoms in the nightstand,” I told him, not willing to wait for a second longer for him to be inside of me.
He pulled away for a moment to retrieve one. Once he was back, the latex was around him in an instant. Dakota played with my pussy for a second longer before spreading me wide and entering me from behind.
I bent down on the bed, tightening my grip on the bed sheets in an attempt to steady myself. He entered me nice and slow. And once I could feel his hips against my ass, I moaned at how deep his cock had gotten.
Dakota paused inside of me for a second, enjoying filling me as much as I enjoyed being filled. Once he started stroking his cock in and out, he didn’t hold back. One of his hands gripped my hip while the other ran up and down my back, ensuring I kept my body arched for his pleasure.
